The tea soup is dark brown, and the milky aroma is thick and rich.
"Can you see it here?"
Gu Xiang couldn't help but show his eyebrows and quickly turned around and said to Yang Yuqing and others: "You are really lucky. This tea is very rare."
She used to go to tea with a few teachers, but she didn't understand it at first, but because those who were experts, Gu Xiang also drank good tea several times. From then on, she never said that tea was just a thirst quenching thing, good or bad.
Even if everyone drinks good tea as water, it will taste good, but it is very different from those ordinary ones.
It is sweet and fragrant, and you will never misunderstand anything you have drunk.
Gu Xiang once drank an imitation Beiyuan stone milk. The real Beiyuan stone milk has long been lost. I can only see from the text. It was because more than a dozen tea makers spent more than ten years collecting various information and trying repeatedly to recreate the fragrance of Beiyuan stone milk.
At this moment, when she drank the tea in the mountain tea shed, she was sure that it was the stone milk tea that once became famous all over the world.
Old Dao Zhang raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Xiang, saying "hmm".
This tea is naturally not as good as the best Long Tuan Shengxue, but it is indeed a tribute tea, which is not a great minister of the emperor. I am afraid that ordinary people have never even seen it before.
This little girl Gu Xiang is quite sensible? Maybe she once presented tea to her master, but she was filial... but she didn't know what her tea-making skills were?
"You are not at the moment. Why don't I cook a pot of fruit tea for you? Cook the fresh fruits and melons and fruits together, and pour them into the tea soup that filters the tea leaves. My taste is strange, and I prefer the apple flavor... Now there are only pears left, but pear tea can moisten the throat and is not bad. I think it's good to use this tea."
Mr. Zhang: “…”
"Why!"
He always thought that after he caught the little girl’s master, he would talk about him carefully. He should not spoil his children so much, and he should be moderate in everything.
Good things are rare and cannot be wasted.
Now it seems that it's all right.
Another thought, some people don’t even take spiritual wine seriously, so what’s the point of slapping a few taels of tea! No matter how good the tea is, it is something ordinary people drink.
While talking, the group sat down and Gu Xiang had already made fruit tea seriously.
Her skills are different from the past. Although she has never bought relevant recipes from the system, when she was preparing to run a snack stall, she had specially studied the recipes of various milk tea and fruit tea.
At the night market near her school, most of the stalls were accompanied by drinks, among which various tea drinks lasted for a long time and were always the most popular. Naturally, she had to learn from other people's successful experiences.
It is difficult to find cow and goat milk immediately at this moment, so I have to drink fruit tea.
Now she is a master of "seasoning" skills. The carefully prepared fruit tea tastes fragrant. Yang Yuqing rushes to drink a cup first, and then laughs and stands up, and personally holds the pot to Yun Hao, Jin Qilin and Zhang Laodao each pour a cup.
Yun Hao's face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed.
Jin Qilin even raised his eyebrows: "You're welcome, you're welcome, why are our Sister Yang giving me face like this today?"
Yang Yuqing chuckled: "I will give you more face in the future."
After saying that, she carried the large teapot in front of her, turned out her bamboo bucket from behind her waist, and poured the fruit tea directly into it.
Everyone: "..."
Old Dao Zhang glared at Yang Yuqing angrily.
Unfortunately, those present, including Cheng Hao, who has always been a gentleman, never show the virtue of respecting the elderly and loving the young.
The tea sold in the tea shed was an old couple, and there was a mute son who was a little dumb and could not speak. The child just squatted on the side and burned the fire, lowered his head and didn't like to pay attention to others.
The old man who sells tea is a kind-hearted person. He is busy serving tea and pouring water, but he just doesn't know how to order tea, which makes a mess. Fortunately, the tea is good enough.
Gu Xiang stopped the old man from approaching and worked hard. From going to get mountain spring water to boiling water, they brewed tea and boiled pear soup. Everyone smelled the sweet fragrance and bathed in a refreshing mountain breeze, and were in a very good mood.
Old Dao Zhang felt that the air blocked in his chest was about to dissipate.
He is already in his sixties, and he thought that he had been free for sixty years in his life and had been happy. Now he wants to think about right and wrong, why bother?
Anyway, he is a hundred times happier than the brothers who returned home.
As we were chatting, a dark cloud suddenly floated from the sky.
Gu Xiang raised his eyebrows: "It seems it will rain."
The old man who sold tea looked at the sky and hurriedly said, "This is a remote location. You have to walk a long mountain road back to the city. The rain is also dense in the mountains. If you don't have a place to stay nearby, you will quickly follow this path and walk east for a while. After passing the hillside in front there is an old inn, which is run by my wife, or can be used for everyone to play a leading place in a hotel."
Everyone was silent, and Gu Xiang quickly responded with a smile: "Thank you for your advice from the old man."
"puff!"
Yang Yuqing couldn't help but smile.
Gu Xiang:??
"It's nothing. I heard from Xiao Gu Xiang. Xiao Gu Xiang said we will go wherever we go."
Yang Yuqing smiled.
Gu Xiang was a little used to the common problems after living in the house and didn't know the road very well. Fortunately, the old man was very attentive and gave very detailed instructions. They walked along the way, but in the end they arrived at the inn before the heavy rain fell.
The inn door is quite remote and built in a regular manner. It is actually a brick and stone house. The house is also spacious. The old man is old, but the boss is only thirty or forty years old, and the charm of the milf is still there.
"I see that the boss smiles when he sees people. The business must be done well. I won't do it in this regard. I think I have to learn from others. In the future, I will open a restaurant and it will be great if I can do it like this."
Gu Xiang sighed.
Yang Yuqing: “…”
Mr. Zhang said: "Oh!"
Jin Qilin smiled: "We little Gu Xiang is not stupid, we are wise and stupid."
Gu Xiang:??
Cheng Hao smiled: "Okay, getting together is common, we can look forward to seeing each other again, go to bed."
So, they washed and rinsed and ate some refreshments, and they all went to bed.
If you want to part tomorrow, that's also tomorrow's business.
After this excitement today, Gu Xiang has to forget his sadness.
Halfway through sleeping, I heard a rustling sound from the door. Gu Xiang opened his eyes and saw a thin tube penetrated into the crack of the window.
White smoke began to flow out of the thin tube.
Gu Xiang blinked and realized it after realizing it. Could it be that he had met a black shop?
She didn't seem to feel anything wrong.
Before going to bed today, Yang Yuqing gave her a sachet and Cheng Hao gave her a medicine bag. Even the old Dao Zhang, who was always good at her, was even more unstable than a pinu, talked to her sarcastically while stuffing a green jade gourd to hang her on the head of the bed.
Chapter completed!