"This is as it should be." Chen Kexin said. The only thing wrong is that you are new here and it is too low-key to make such suggestions.
"But Supervisor Han said that the priority is to fight floods and provide disaster relief at the moment, and we will discuss the accounting in the future." Wang Anshi said calmly: "I said, since I have nothing to do anyway, I handed over the accounts to me to clarify, but Supervisor Han found me He gave various reasons and refused to do so. I said these reasons were too far-fetched, which made him furious, and all the people below followed suit."
"Oh." Chen Ke nodded and said with a smile: "Now is indeed not a good time. My husband will probably put things to rest."
"If we don't investigate now, when the flood recedes and we take stock of the losses, they will report whatever they want." Wang Anshi shook his head and said, "Either transfer me, or let me investigate to the end. There is no third possibility."
Chen Ke just asked politely. He didn't want to get into the troubled waters of Qun Mu Si. Wang Anshi didn't mean to implicate him. He said a few words and saw off the guests.
After coming out of the temple, Chen Ke and his classmates visited the nearby victims as usual, but found that all the rooms were empty and there were not many people left. After asking about it, it turned out that there was a kabuki performance on the nearest stage. Everyone They all went to listen to music.
Everyone in the same year was very excited when they heard this, and said: "We can go to the stage to visit." "It's very good, it's very good." So they all walked to the platform in front of the theater. Not far away, they saw a temporary erected There was a dense crowd of people on the stage, and it was rare that it was not raining at this time, so the music on the stage could be heard clearly even from a very distance away.
Seeing Chen Ke and others coming, the people took the initiative to make room for them and let them come to the front and listen carefully... People's hearts change people's hearts. These days, the victims of the disaster are all grateful for the hard work of the Taipei students.
Chen Ke and the others thanked him in a low voice, and after a while, they arrived in front of the stage. Song Duanping took a look and whispered: "Why does it sound so familiar to me? It turns out that it's that Xiao Du who is singing." After a pause, He looked forward to it with great anticipation: "Now that Xiao Du is here, will Da Du be far behind?" It turned out that he had become a fan of Du Qingshuang after listening to the Du family singing in a restaurant.
Classmate Song was not disappointed. After everyone sang, Xiao Du introduced to the audience that her master, Water Fairy Du Xing, was making her debut.
The audience couldn't believe their ears, and the whole place was silent for a moment, until a man wearing a green smoked sweater, a light pink pleated skirt with scattered flowers, and a thin veil of green water, with shaved shoulders and a plain waist, his skin Shengxue's woman walked onto the stage and burst into louder and deafening cheers.
"What a water fairy!" Song Duanping shouted excitedly: "The oiran came to a place where common people gathered to perform. You are indeed a pure and pure water fairy. I admire you so much!"
Chen Ke and the others hurriedly stayed away for fear of being recognized as being with this shameful guy. However, they also admired Du Qingshuang for appearing here. Because such a precious species as the oiran has always only appeared in In front of three kinds of people, they are dignitaries, wealthy businessmen, and talented people. The former can give them shelter, the middle ones have endless wealth, and the latter can improve their reputation.
This statement sounds too realistic, but it is understandable. Since ancient times, beauties age easily, and good times do not last long. For these famous prostitutes who eat youth, time is their capital, and they must maximize the effectiveness of every moment in order to win from Bianjing City. She stood out from the hundreds of thousands of makeup products and became a famous prostitute with both fame and wealth.
The Wanshou Temple area is a place where poor people and civilians gather. It has no value to the famous prostitutes. Therefore, let alone the top ten courtesans like Du Qingshuang, even the slightly famous official prostitutes will not appear here.
...Anyway, the government only asked them to perform for the victims, and there were no restrictions on where they had to perform.
But Du Qingshuang not only came, but she also didn't show any perfunctory. She sang three songs first, and then returned to sing four more songs amidst the audience's endless applause, adding up to seven songs in total. Song Duanping was moved.
Tears flowed down his cheeks: "Seven songs, seven songs in total. The Du family has never sung so many songs at once."
"How many days have you been in the capital?" Chen Ke said with a smile.
"I asked for it," Song Duanping took out a small book from his arms and waved it in front of Chen Ke. "This contains all the information about Water Fairy. It took me several months to collect it all."
"That's great." Chen Ke laughed and scolded, "If Uncle Song knew you were a paparazzi, I would have slapped you."
"It's impossible to communicate with a rough guy like you." Song Duanping shook his head and said, "The water fairy is the embodiment of art. I am pursuing the true meaning of art. Do you understand?"
"We've finished listening to the song, it's time to get down to business." Chen Ke shook his head, stretched and said, "The old rule is that each person visits ten households, and then they all come to me."
The victims of the disaster gathered together today, which was convenient for Chen Ke and the others. They completed today's task in more than half an hour, and then there was free time. They were discussing where to go to make tooth sacrifices, while going to the original mountain gate, and now the
Walk to the pier.
When they arrived at the pier, Chen Ke and others were looking for their boat, but they heard a sweet call: "Mr. Chen, please stay."
Chen Ke and others followed the sound and saw a stunning woman wearing a long cyan cloak and holding a silk umbrella in her hand, standing pretty on a flower boat and giving him a deep salute.
"Du, everyone Du..." Song Duanping's eyes bulged out, and everyone gasped.
"Did Du Xingshou call me?" Chen Ke rubbed his nose in embarrassment.
"Exactly." Du Qingshuang straightened up and said in a low voice: "I invited you several times, but the young master refused to teach me, so Qingshuang had no choice but to wait here."
'Ouch...' Everyone exclaimed together, looking at Chen Ke with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"Haha." Chen Ke smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm not arrogant, it's just something unlucky."
"I wonder if the young master is free today." Du Qingshuang said softly: "I just heard the young master say that there seems to be nothing to do in the afternoon."
Okay, just leave him unable to say anything else. Seeing that he couldn't shirk it, Chen Ke had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Okay."
"Lianhua, Xiyue, please quickly invite Mr. Chen to board the boat." Du Qingshuang smiled, but this smile was not to Chen Ke, but to Wulang beside him: "Brother, come too." Although it was a very faint smile,
But the heartbeats of all the imperial students suddenly skipped a beat. It turned out that the cold beauty's smile was so charming.
"Then, you go back first." Chen Ke looked at the absent-minded people and jumped onto the boat without the help of two maids.
Wulang also jumped on, and the flower boat quickly sailed away, leaving only the gawky imperial students on the pier. They had two thoughts in their minds, one was that this must be a dream, and the other was, why not
Can I take it with you?
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The living room of Huafang is very spacious and exquisite, with light green gauze curtains hanging on the walls. There is a table in each corner, with incense burners, porcelain bottles, and small bonsai with rocks and moss, all of which are fresh flowers... This is where
It is extremely rare in Bianjing City today.
There is a piano stand at the back end of the living room, with a guqin on it. At the back end is a low couch with a low-foot table. The host and guests are sitting on futons. A maid brings a very light and gold-painted small machine, which is
There were tea baskets, tea bowls, basins, mouth cloths, etc. There was also a maid who brought a tray with more than a dozen dishes of exquisite refreshments.
When the teapot whined, Du Qingshuang actually made tea for the guests with her own hands. Her black hair was tied up high, and her eyes were focused and peaceful. She lifted the kettle with a handkerchief and poured it into the teapot and teacup first.
Then pour the water inside, and then put a spoonful of tea leaves into the teapot. It is tea leaves with complete branches and veins, not tea powder crushed from the tea ball.
After putting the tea leaves, she poured boiling water into the pot and poured it away...
Then she poured boiling water for the third time and then began to pour tea. She was seen holding the pot in one hand and holding her wrist with the other hand, pouring the tea soup into the cup like a dragonfly dotting water. The movements were like flowing water, done in one go, without any smoke and fire, whatever you want
It turns out that if your heart is full of smoke or your heart is full of grass, after reading it, you will unconsciously feel as calm as water and calm down.
Without adding any spices, Du Qingshuang extended her hand to serve.
When the maids on both sides brought the tea cup to the two guests, Chen Ke took the tea cup with both hands. Seeing that the tea soup was green in color and not as thick as usual, he was immediately full of expectations. He put his lips together and drank
A wisp of fragrance flowed down the throat, with a warm and refreshing fragrance. It had a slightly bitter taste at first, but later on, the mouth gradually became wet, and I couldn't help but admire it sincerely: "This is tea!"
Seeing his admiration, Du Qingshuang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is Qingshuang's own method of drinking tea. Even the tea leaves were specially obtained from the tea business. I was worried that Mr. Chen would find it too austere and bitter."
"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Chen Ke tasted it again and said, "This tea should be excellent, but it's a pity that there is one less process."
"Please enlighten me?" Du Qingshuang said with a slight smile.
"It's done." Chen Ke said with a smile: "Tea is new and good, but if you use fresh tea leaves to make tea directly, not only will you not be able to get the true flavor of the tea, but you will also be poisoned if you drink it for a long time."
"Poisonous?" Du Qingshuang's expression changed and she said, "Young Master, are you serious about what you said?"
"Yes." Chen Ke nodded and said, "Tea needs to be cured before it is suitable for drinking."
"Really..." Du Qingshuang asked curiously: "How should I finish it?"
"Fried." Chen Ke said with a smile: "Tea needs to be fried. Only the fried tea can produce the real tea aroma and be easy to preserve." Fried tea is a major progress in the history of tea. It probably started in the late Southern Song Dynasty and is now
No one understands it yet.
"Unexpectedly, the young master is also well versed in tea ceremony," Du Qingshuang said seriously: "Qingshuang will definitely try the young master's method someday."
"Haha..." Chen Ke smiled, put the tea cup on the table and said, "I've heard about Du Xingshou for a long time, but it doesn't match the rumors."
"There are many rumors." Du Qingshuang said calmly.
