"I'm going to make some tea for Wang Lang!" Chen Danying, the concubine, covered her nose and helped Wang Junlin into the bedroom and sat down.
"Stop making your tea, make the fried tea I developed." Wang Junlin's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly grabbed Chen Danying, "Forget it, I'll make it myself, and by the way, you can also try my fried tea. It's better than yours."
I don’t know how many times better the way to drink tea is. I just made the first pot of tea a few days ago, and the emperor happened to drink it and agreed."
Chen Danying rolled her eyes at Wang Junlin and said, "Okay, I will try your fried tea today."
After the tea leaves are fried, they still need to be dried. Wang Junlin had fried the tea leaves two days ago. The tea he and Yang Jian drank at that time was still not dried, so the taste was still somewhat different.
Wang Jun came to the yard, collected the fried tea himself, filled a basket full of it, took a handful and spread it evenly in the palm of his hand, deeply smelling the strong fragrance of tea, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Someone found two porcelain cups, cleaned them inside and out, and boiled a pot of boiling water. In front of the tea ceremony master Chen Danying, Wang Junlin grabbed a handful of tea leaves and threw them into the cup. The boiling water poured into the cup.
A thin circle of white foam formed, and a faint fragrance suddenly filled the room.
Wang Junlin blew the tea and took a careful sip. The hot tea entered his stomach, and the slight bitterness left a fragrant aroma in his mouth.
"This is the aroma and taste of tea! The tea you brew is clearly the medicinal soup..." Wang Junlin sighed with satisfaction, while not forgetting to give Chen Danying a blow.
Chen Danying looked curiously at the intoxicated Wang Junlin. Unable to restrain her curiosity for a moment, Chen Danying stepped forward and took a careful sip, and then... her beautiful face suddenly wrinkled into a ball.
"Wang Lang, why is this tea so bitter..." Chen Danying said with a frown and a frown on her face.
"What you drink is this slightly sweet and bitter taste, so that you can bring out the mood." Wang Junlin glanced at her, his face full of helplessness. Why is the generation gap so big?
Chen Danying smacked his lips, glanced at Wang Junlin's disappointed look, and said with a slight hesitation: "After the hardship...it does leave a fragrant taste in my mouth. Wang Lang's fried tea is still interesting, and it tastes good..."
"Really?" Wang Junlin seemed to have found a confidant. He straightened up immediately and looked at her expectantly: "Come on, Dan Ying, drink all this glass. After you finish drinking, I will pour you another glass. Slowly
Yes, you will experience more flavors inside, and you will fall in love with my fried tea in the future."
"Uh..." Chen Danying looked around a few times, then looked at the sky outside the window: "Oh, it's almost evening. I recently learned a kind of soup and will make it for you myself."
After saying that, Chen Danying left quickly. She never looked at the cup of so-called "mouth-melting" tea again. It was very similar to Wang Junlin's reaction when he drank the tea that she had worked so hard to brew.
"Alas! This is not the difference between men and women, but the generation gap of more than a thousand years!" Wang Junlin looked regretful, "So what, I want to promote my fried tea to the whole world, so that everyone can
Everyone drank real tea."
"Come here, call me the shopkeeper of Wufu Tea House." Wang Junlin secretly made a decision.
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"Get out! You little bastard, get out of here." It was okay to be suspected by outsiders, but he didn't expect that his grandson, Yu Zhongheng, the current head of the Yu family, would send this incompetent great-grandson from the capital to ask for it.
That damn "Longevity Scripture".
Yu Zhongyao finally couldn't help it anymore, pointed at Yu Zhengchao, his body was trembling, and he cursed angrily: "Get out of here!"
"Ancestor, calm down, great-grandson, please retire!" Yu Zhengchao lowered his head and immediately withdrew with a panicked look on his face. He met a middle-aged man at the door and saluted and said hello: "Third Uncle."
The middle-aged man was Yu Zhongheng's younger brother Yu Zhongcheng. He snorted coldly, ignored Yu Zhengchao, and walked into Yu Zhongyao's room.
Watching Yu Zhongcheng walk in, after the door was closed, the panic on Yu Zhengchao's face disappeared, and a hint of gloom appeared on his face, and he cursed in his heart: "Old guy, you actually deny the existence of the "Longevity Scripture".
After the uncle was killed by Wang Junlin, my father took over as the head of the family. I heard that the old man was not very satisfied. Now it seems that this is true. The old man must have wanted to pass the "Longevity Scripture" to his third uncle...or rather
The old man originally wanted Third Uncle to be the head of the family, after all, Third Uncle has been serving him all these years."
He sneered at the "Book of Immortality" that was rumored among the people these days. As a direct descendant of the Yu family and the eldest son of the current head of the family, he naturally knew some things in the family.
"The Book of Growth" is false, but he believes that there is no smoke without fire, and there is no truth. He was full of doubts about the "Book of Longevity" before, but when he saw the reaction and look of his ancestor and his third uncle just now, he suddenly believed it.
There really is a "Sutra of Longevity and Longevity".
"Since the "Sutra of Longevity" has been passed down to the family head for generations, why didn't the ancestors pass it on to his father? If he takes over as the head of the family in the future, wouldn't he not be able to learn the "Sutra of Longevity"?
The old man himself has lived for more than a hundred years, and he deserves to be damned if he doesn't let us, father and son, live a few more years."
"We have to find a way to find the place where the old guy hid the "Longevity Scripture"."
Yu Zhengchao's eyes flashed coldly and he murmured to himself.
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"Sir, this is the "Longevity Scripture" that I compiled by integrating various health-preserving methods from ancient and modern China and abroad for thousands of years. Please take a look."
At the Marquis of Qin'an's Mansion, Nie Xiaoyu, who had just returned from the martial arts guild outside the city, handed Wang Junlin a booklet made of a very old animal skin.
Wang Junlin took it curiously and opened it to read.
I have heard that people in ancient times lived a hundred years in the Spring and Autumn Period, and their movements did not decline... Therefore, those who can live a hundred years in each year without declining, hope that their virtue will not be in danger. Huangdi said: If a person dies at the age of a hundred,
Why does it happen?...At the age of a hundred, all the internal organs are weak, the spirit and vitality are gone, and the body and body live alone and die.
Those who live long are those who maintain health, nourishing their body and mind to live a long life. Those who can maintain health will have the color of a baby at seventy.
What is the way to maintain the mind and how to start with it? It says: Just be still. The body of the heart is inherently calm, and so is the body of nature...
After a while, Wang Junlin closed the "Longevity Scripture", which seemed to have an extraordinary origin just from the appearance, looked at Nie Xiaoyu with admiration, and said: "I have to say that you robots are the masters of fraud. This
This "Longevity Scripture" is enough to be fake in a short period of time, and at least it will make some people believe it."
"Well, I will immediately ask Shen Guang to go to Xianyang in person with this "Longevity Scripture" and ask him to contact the ghost-eyed Anzi in the Yu family's ancestral residence and find a way to put this "Longevity Scripture" in Yu's house.
Inside the house of the ancestor of our ancestral home, let Yu Zhengchao find a way to steal it." Nie Xiaoyu said expressionlessly.
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