Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters a pot of spring
Tea Mountain, above the small building and under the tea trees.
Ye Zigao looked at Gongsun Buchui with disdain in his heart, "A chicken? No culture."
The black girl turned back and glanced at him, "What's wrong with being uneducated? Being uneducated, people are openly uneducated."
Ye Zigao was choked and speechless for a moment, but Gongsun Buchui felt a little unnatural, "Why do you sound so shameless to me?"
Maybe she was deliberately angry with Ye Ye, or maybe the black girl really felt that she had found her soulmate.
She asked Gongsun Buchui, "Brother Niu, now that you are noble, have you got a wife?"
Ye Zigao's face darkened, "Do you want to marry someone else or what?"
"It's none of your business." The black girl glared at him and looked back at Gongsun Buchui.
Gongsun Buchui scratched his head and smiled, "I am one hundred and twenty-three years old now. As for marrying a wife, I don't dare to have such an idea."
"Why don't you dare to marry a wife?" The black girl looked at him in surprise, "Not enough money? Don't have a house?"
Gongsun Buchui just shook his head and said nothing.
Let them do whatever they want for the rest of their lives. I picked up the tea brewed by the old woman with great anticipation. I saw that the tea soup was green and yellow, with a refreshing aroma.
As soon as I smell it, I feel refreshed and refreshed. It can be called a fairy product.
"Good tea!" Yu Sheng praised, "What kind of tea is this?" he asked the old woman.
"A pot of spring." The old woman pointed to the ancient tea tree above her head.
"Picked during the Qingming rain, the tea leaves are tender and full of spring feelings when you drink it. It is the best tea here in Laochan," said the old woman.
"A pot of spring!" Yu Sheng nodded, what a good name.
He took a sip and found that the tea soup had no bitter taste, was full of sweetness and had a very long-lasting sweet aftertaste.
In the mouth and in the stomach, it is like a person who has been walking in the desert for a long time encountering a clear sweet spring; it is also like a person who has experienced the wind and frost of winter entering the spring, bathing in the gentle breeze, and the whole body is relaxed for the rest of his life, immersed in a comfortable and leisurely mood and state of mind.
Among them, I couldn't help but be intoxicated.
Yu Sheng's eyes lit up, "A pot of spring is worthy of its name."
This tea was truly the best in the world, far superior to the tea he had drunk before, let alone the tea in his previous life.
The city lord took a sip and his eyes lit up.
Due to her pregnancy these days, her energy and appetite have not been very good. After taking this sip of tea, her body immediately felt much better.
"I regret it a bit." Yu Sheng sighed, "I should grab this business."
With just this one sip, this tea is absolutely priceless when sold to the Eastern Wastelands.
Gongsun Buchui turned his head alertly and said: "Shopkeeper Yu, we are gentlemen. Once a gentleman appears, it will be difficult to catch up with him!"
Yu Sheng turned to look at him, "You guys are too inefficient. It would be a waste to leave this business to you."
If this tea were in Yu Sheng's hands, he could label these teas as "the favorite tea of King Donghuang" and sell these teas to sky-high prices.
Not to mention that he still has an inn, so he can sell it to all over the world regardless of freight costs.
"Why was it wasted?" Gongsun Buchui said unconvinced: "I also have feelings and dreams."
He said very seriously: "Let me tell you, if I don't sell this tea to the world, I will be your grandson from now on!"
For the rest of my life, I just felt it was a pity, but I wasn't really ready to steal Niu Kee's business.
On the contrary, Yu Sheng said: "Don't mention it, your surname is quite suitable for the grandson who is in front of everyone. It just so happens that you also use a hammer. I think you Niu Ji can change his name to Hammer. It just so happens that Niu Ji's name is not very good either.
, sounds like a restaurant owner."
"Hammer?" Gongsun Buchui thought about it and felt it was wrong, "A fool chose this name. Don't think that I can't hear it because I'm uneducated. You are clearly and secretly mocking us, Niu Ji, for doing business, we are a hammer.
Who will do business with us then?"
Yu Sheng was stunned. He was worthy of being a descendant of the legendary Bull Demon King, the lord of the city. He could also speak the dialect.
But he was wronged by Yu Sheng, "I really didn't mean that." Yu Sheng said.
If this means that, then his IQ in his previous life was not as good as that of Brother Niu in front of him.
"No, it's not that your IQ was lower than Brother Niu's in your previous life. Your current IQ is also far behind." The system pointed out unceremoniously in a cold tone.
"Your uncle!" Yu Sheng couldn't find any other words to argue with, so he could only reply with this sentence.
After sitting idle for a while, after making a pot of tea, the old woman stood up and asked a few people to wait while she went to pick the tea velvet.
Tea berries lose water and nutrients every minute after they are collected. The shorter the cooking time, the more delicious they are, so they are all harvested freshly.
Yu Sheng stood up and said, "Why don't we follow the seniors to pick it up?"
The old woman declined, "No, sir, just sit down and come back when you go."
After that, the old woman turned around and left without giving Yu Sheng a chance to be polite.
For the rest of their lives, they could only sit and drink tea, looking at the grass on the hillside, the road at the end of the grass, and the forest in the distance.
Soon, the figure of the old woman appeared on the hillside behind the house.
Yu Sheng saw her hobbling into the woods on crutches, with a Dalmatian dog running beside her, running around at her feet.
The dog was very beautiful. Yu Sheng said, "I should bring the dog here."
"Why?" Bai Gaoxing was puzzled, "Does it make the dog look uglier?"
"What do you know? This dog is so beautiful. It is a good opportunity for the dog to improve its offspring." Yu Sheng said.
"It's difficult," said Ye Zigao, "I think the ugliness of a dog is the same as the IQ of a rich man, and it won't improve for a while."
Fu Nan said angrily: "What are you talking about? Have you forgotten who is meditating on the Double Cultivation Diagram with you?"
"Ahem." Gongsun Buchui choked on his tea. There was a lot in his words.
About half an hour later, the old woman walked out of the woods with a basket in her arms and the Dalmatian dog leading her.
Yu Sheng and the others hurriedly went down and saw that the old woman had a lot of things similar to dried shiitake mushrooms in her basket, but they were darker and the skin was more wrinkled.
The old woman did not dare to delay. She returned to the kitchen of the small building with a basket and took out the prepared eggs.
"These tea velvet are hidden under the tea trees. Only dogs can find them. But since I became blind, my sense of smell has become sharper." The old woman murmured, breaking the eggs into a bowl, and washing the tea velvet.
Cut them into pieces and stir-fry them together.
"The chicken stewed with tea and mushrooms is the most delicious, but it's a pity that the hens here are waiting to lay eggs. Fortunately, it's good to fry with eggs." The old woman poured oil into the pot and waited for it to heat up, then put the eggs in the pot, and then added
Put down the tea leaves and stir-fry with a wooden spatula.
Yu Sheng and others sat around the table not far from the stove, watching the blind old woman doing the work.
Soon, a layered, rich and vivid fragrance emerged and penetrated everyone's nostrils.
Not only that, stimulated by the tea velvet, the eggs also exude a fragrance that transcends the ingredients themselves, as if they are not eggs but dragon eggs.
"This isn't right." Yu Sheng woke up and saw other people closing their eyes and immersed in the fragrance, with intoxicated expressions on their faces.
"Bang", the old woman touched the stove with the shovel, then looked back at Yu Sheng, "What, what's wrong?"
"There's nothing wrong." Yu Sheng shook his head.
He just felt that the metaphor was wrong. How could he compare an egg to a dragon egg? The dragon egg was still waiting to become Nezha in his little aunt's belly.
The old woman turned back and continued to stir-fry the eggs, and soon took them out of the pan and brought them to several people.
The fried eggs are very tender, and the scattered pieces of tea jelly are mixed in the golden eggs, giving off a strong aroma, which makes people full of expectations.
Several people raised their chopsticks and took a bite each. They closed their eyes and savored it carefully. "Hmm" was the sound of enjoyment for a while.
The truffles in my previous life were nothing more than that, I thought for the rest of my life.
"Are the scrambled eggs with tea antler delicious?" the old woman asked in their ears, her tone was deep.
"It's delicious," Yu Sheng heard Ye Zigao say.
They still had their eyes closed, or in other words, they couldn't help but not want to open their eyes.
"The more delicious ones are at the back. Think about the monsters you are most afraid of, the monsters that can kill you!" the old woman said, laughing.
"What?!" Yu Sheng noticed something was wrong and opened his eyes instantly.