Chapter 1191 is not dispersed

"Sir, I haven't learned the art of tea,......。 ”

Returning to the small courtyard they rented from the Ice Spirit Inn from the Wind Teahouse, Feng Rushan suddenly asked He Shuang to bring them back to make a cup of fire mist tea to taste, which made He Shuang's mood a little nervous.

"Well, it's not bad. Oh, tea art, you want to learn tea art, this, you have to ask Uncle Shi which tea art he likes, I don't care, He Shuang, I'll come to the second one myself, you go down,......。 ”

The fire attribute in the fire mist tea, Gangyuan, almost did not change, and Feng Rushan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If the presence or absence of the fire attribute Gangyuan in the fire mist tea was also related to the method of making tea, he would not be able to laugh.

Murong Xuefei couldn't absorb and refine the Gangyuan in the wine, and she was not interested in the wine on the Gangxing Divine Prefecture, and she didn't want to drink it casually, so she liked to drink tea, and Feng Rushan naturally didn't have this problem.

Drinking tea, pay attention to the color, aroma, taste and style, in the tea, the content of Gangyuan is almost negligible, at least much less than the wine.

As for the tea art, Gangxing Shenzhou has a lot of tricks, divided into seven or eight schools, large and small, each of which has many branches, Murong Xuefei has studied it with great interest for a few days, Feng Rushan, of course, is too lazy to care.

"Yes, the slave maid's skill in making tea is too poor, which makes the master angry, please forgive the lord and spare the slave and maid, and the slave and maid will definitely ,......。 next time ”

"What's the matter, sir, is it because my wife is not in retreat recently, and my lord is alone and in a bad mood? Or did I quarrel with that tea master just now and make my lord unhappy?"

He Shuang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and knelt down in confusion.

According to her observations, when drinking tea, when Murong Xuefei was in a good mood, she occasionally paid attention to it, Feng Rushan never paid attention to it so much, what to drink, what to drink.

Actually, Feng Rushan rarely drinks tea, more often than not, he takes a broken gourd, well, it's not a broken gourd, the gourd is still very good-looking, drinking.

If she was kicked out by Feng Rushan just because she made a cup of tea, she, the maid, would be at the end of her life.

Although Murong Xuefei's tea set is more than one grade higher than that of the Wind Teahouse, He Shuang also knows that in terms of tea art alone, he must be far worse than Gu Jia.

Feng Rushan is lukewarm to people, but generally speaking, he rarely loses his temper with his subordinates, at least not like Murong Xuefei, because the taste of a dish can scold people bloody, in fact, He Shuang has never seen Feng Rushan lose his temper, however, the people in the Spring Rain Xiaozhu are not very afraid of Murong Xuefei, but they are a little afraid of Feng Rushan, of course, excluding Murong Xuefei.

Murong Xuefei is not afraid of anything, maybe Murong Xuefei is also afraid of things, but she will definitely not be afraid of Feng Rushan.

He Shuang knew very well that when he walked out of Qingtian City today, the reason why many people greeted him with a smile was that he was still in this man who didn't care about anything, and she was nothing without this man.

"Heh, what are you doing here, get up!"

Feng Rushan looked at He Shuang on the ground puzzled.

"The slave and maid do not serve the master well, so that the lord is angry, how the master punishes the slave and the maid, the slave and the maid have no complaints, please don't drive the slave away, the slave and the maid are helpless, and the spring rain is the slave's home,......。 ”

He Shuang's eyes were red, and tears fell down his eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I, well, you get up, help me boil water, don't mention the matter of making tea for me, Uncle Shi doesn't count. ”

Feng Rushan shook his head with a smile, reached out to pick up the teapot, poured out a drop of the remaining tea, closed the five fingers, the tea leaves in the pot slowly floated up, and fell into his left hand one by one, his mind moved slightly, and a small flame with gold appeared in the palm of his right hand, Feng Rushan slowly put his right hand under his left hand, after the two pillars of incense, the fire mist tea in the palm of his left hand, under the scorching of the small flames, most of them became the way they were before they were brewed, and there were two tea leaves, but they were accidentally scorched by him.

"He Shuang, you try it again!"

Feng Rushan let out a long breath, threw the fire mist tea in his hand into the teapot, and took out a jade box and put it away.

Xiao Hong is strange and real, he has seen too much, this is just the simplest, just beginning.

He wanted to study why the second fire mist tea didn't have a fire attribute Gangyuan, and he didn't want He Shuang to see it, but since such a misunderstanding had happened, Feng Rushan didn't care, even if it was He Shuang's chance, as for whether it was good or bad for her, this was her own choice, and she couldn't complain about others.

"Yes!"

"Master, this is here, practicing?"

Hearing Feng Rushan's words, He Shuang, who was stunned on the side, came back to his senses and hurriedly went to re-boil the water, forgetting to wipe the tears on his face.

Although she witnessed the whole process, she still couldn't believe what she saw, let alone understand it.

Feng Rushan has a chicken rib fire technique, this He Shuang knows, and has seen it many times: when there are no outsiders, Feng Rushan often uses it to light fire, cook rice, barbecue meat, and even boil water for bathing, but he burns his left hand with his right hand, just to roast a few pieces of tea, and it is a tea leaf that has been brewed, this is completely beyond He Shuang's cognition.

As for mentioning it to others, even if there is no special instruction from Feng Rushan, will anyone believe this?

"Hehe, that's all for today, you're tired, go back early and rest, you've worked hard. ”

"Could it be that the fire attribute in the fire mist tea, Gangyuan, needs water to activate, and it is activated all at once, this fire mist tea, different from other teas, where is it? Hehe, there are more than a thousand kinds of tea in the world, I can't complain that Lu Xiaoyu can enter the Tao with tea, alas, water and fire are combined, water and fire are combined, if the senior sister is here, there must be more insights,......。 ”

After tossing for nearly three hours, trying to roast the tea leaves that had been brewed in more than a dozen different ways, the pound of fire mist tea brought back from the wind teahouse, used up nearly half, in the second fire mist tea, Feng Rushan never felt the fire attribute of Gangyuan, he sighed helplessly, and had to call it a day.

The other tea leaves in Bingluo City, Feng Rushan also drank a lot, but he never felt the fire attribute Gangyuan, if he could calm down and study in the Yanshan Tea Garden for decades, he would definitely be able to have a lot of insights, but unfortunately, the avenue is three thousand, but there is only one that belongs to him, Feng Rushan understands that he is not Lu Xiaoyu, and he does not have that qualification, and time.

"Master must be hungry, master, master wants to eat something, I'll go make some supper for my lord." ”

He Shuang is just responsible for boiling water, and there is no need to bother too much at all, and later in the real yàn, Feng Rushan took out a lot of strange gadgets, which dazzled her, although He Shuang didn't understand the knowledge, but only looked at Feng Rushan's expression, and also knew Feng Rushan's "cultivation", which was not very smooth.

"Hehe, I forgot, you go out and buy something to eat, well, it's so late, the small shop outside has long been closed, you can get something to eat, you can do whatever you like, don't care about me, I, I'll just drink some wine." ”

Feng Rushan was secretly ashamed.

They returned to the Ice Spirit Inn, it was just dark, and it was already past midnight, Feng Rushan himself, it didn't matter if he was hungry or not, but he forgot that He Shuang was not a monk, he was going to eat, and it was estimated that he was already hungry.

"The master will go back to the house and wait for a while, I'll go to the kitchen and take a look at it, and I'll fry a snack for the master, soon." ”

The separate courtyard of the Ice Soul Inn is not cheap, and it will not even be equipped with insulation equipment in the yard, and the yard is just as cold and biting.

In fact, if it weren't for He Shuang's leaning on the stove that boiled water, and constantly drinking tea, the second fire mist tea concocted by Feng Rushan himself, she would have been too cold to stand it, but unfortunately, although the hot fire mist tea can keep out the cold, it can't stop hunger.

"Forget it, trouble! Well, He Shuang, you try this. ”

Feng Rushan's heart moved, took out a jade bottle with turquoise crystal, poured out a Bigu Pill from the middle and handed it to He Shuang.

Bigu Pill is not a great elixir, it is not even a elixir, its effect is very simple, it is to satisfy hunger, after taking it can maintain a long time without hunger, for monks in the Qi refining period, it can be regarded as a more practical elixir.

Qi refining period cultivators also need food and drink like mortals, Bigu Pills are for those ascetics who save time, or cultivators who have plenty of money, Feng Rushan came to Gangxing Shenzhou this time, and prepared a lot of Bigu Pills just in case.

However, it was in the Huaxia Continent, as for whether the Bigu Pill is useful to the people on the Gangxing Divine Prefecture, this, you will know if you try it.

Of course, Feng Rushan would not casually use He Shuang as a guinea pig, he could be sure that Bigu Pill would not do any harm at least.

Back then, He Shuang took the Rejuvenation Pill, and he didn't find too many side effects, the Rejuvenation Pill, but the pill of the Eight Classics is much more advanced than the Bigu Pill.

"Well, sir, the slave maid will take a bath, and then serve the master. ”

He Shuangqiao's face flushed, her long eyelashes closed slightly, her eyes showed a little blurry, and some dreamy light, and she muttered in a low voice.

Bigu Pill is the size of a longan, green and attractive, exuding bursts of fragrance, just looking at the appearance makes people can't help but want to eat it, but the pill, isn't it all about eating some food, drinking some wine, singing and then eating after taking a bath?

Could it be that this turquoise pill needs to drink a lot of tea on an empty stomach and two courses of tea in order to exert the greatest effect?

"Take a bath? Well, you, hurry up and stir-fry, this is an ordinary Bigu pill, remember to tell me the effect of this Bigu pill." ”

"What is the little girl thinking! Alas, she is also a poor person. ”

Feng Rushan shook his head helplessly.

Bigu's words, he believes that He Shuang can still understand them.

"Yes!"

"It turned out to be Bigu Maru!"

He Shuang's face was hot, and he quickly went to the kitchen to stir-fry, feeling relieved, but faintly a little unspeakable, lost.

Bigu is two words, she has indeed heard of it.