Chapter 149

However, even though her tea was very good, Mr. Shen didn't like her, so she never made tea again.

For three years, I don't know if the craftsmanship has gone backwards. I hope I don't lose talents today.

Old Huo heard that she wanted to clean her hands and burn incense. He could not help but look at her more. Although she was very young, he knew how to make tea.

He looked at the cheongsam woman standing next to him. The cheongsam woman walked out of the room. After a few minutes, two cheongsam women came in with incense and water in their hands.

After burning incense, Shen Youran took the boiling water from the side of the teapot and put it into the teapot. The tea is the first-class Tieguanyin.

She poured a small amount of boiling water into the teapot, and then covered it. The teapot was transparent, so you could see that the tea slowly sank, the dry tea absorbed water, and the leaves expanded, showing the true color of the budding leaves.

The first time is to wash tea, she will slightly some turbid water, pour water again for the second time.

Waiting for soup, tea, pouring, each process is orderly.

Old Huo looked at her skillful movements and the seriousness of making tea, and his eyes appreciated her.

This is also Ji Jinchuan's first time to see her make tea. Her head is slightly drooping, showing a white back neck. The porcelain is as white as jade and delicate as fat. Her expression of concentration seems to be treating a sacred thing.

Her cheek is very small, almost not as big as his palm, the lines of her side face are soft and delicate, and a wisp of playful hair sticks on her cheek, which adds a bit of aura to her.

Five minutes later, the water vapor with the fragrance of tea rose continuously, such as cloud steaming, elegant room air flow, filled with light tea fragrance.

I haven't touched it for a long time. I don't know how it tastes.

She turned over two small red clay tea cups, poured two cups and pushed them: "the tea temperature is higher than 60 degrees, hot mouth, lower than 40 degrees, the aroma is low, the taste is more astringent. How about your taste? "

Huo laoduan sniffed at the end of his nose. The leisurely smell of tea was refreshing. He had not tasted it yet. He knew that the girl's tea art was good.

Shen Youran looks at the two people who taste it nervously. He is even more nervous than when he participated in the tea art competition and waited for the judges to judge.

Mr. Huo leisurely tasted it. After the entrance, the fragrance of tea was swirling among the teeth, which was much better than that of the tea house waiter just now.

Ji Jinchuan took a sip, and the rest of the light caught a glimpse of her staring at himself. He looked at Huo Lao: "how does Huo Lao feel?"

"The girl is good at making tea." Huo put down his teacup and looked at Shen Youran, "did you learn the technique of making tea from your grandfather?"

Old man Shen was only bored with her. How could he teach her this? She shook her head and said, "learn from my mother."

Although Tang Huiru is not a famous woman, she is well-known and knowledgeable. Huo Lao still has some impression on her. His tone is more kind: "how is your grandfather in recent years?"

She seems to be in Oakland. She's got to know each other

Huo Lao mentioned the teapot and poured himself a cup: "say hello to him for me."

Although this Huo old man is as old-fashioned as Shen Laozi, he is approachable and kind: "good."

Ji Jinchuan looked at her and slightly hooked his lips: "there is a flower garden in the back yard of the teahouse. If you feel bored, you can go there and sit."

Shen Youran of course can hear that he is supporting her. They are probably going to talk about business. She gets up and leaves the room, walks through the corridor and comes to the back garden.

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