Houmen's concubine

Chapter 115 Making Tea
Wang Tong'er pushed the door open and walked in, and there was a strong fragrance of tea inside.

It's just that when he saw Qin Baozhen, who was kneeling in front of the tea table and dressed in snow-white brocade, he gave an unnatural "chih" and laughed out loud.

He was originally a middle-aged greasy uncle, but he still pretended to be a pure boy, and the clothes on his body made people look at him, it was really out of harmony.

It's funny, it's funny, etiquette can't be less, so he threw the folding fan in his hand to Xiao Cong who was following him, pouted with him, asked him to wait outside the door, straightened his robe, and bowed to Qin Baozhen Salute: "Son has seen Daddy."

"Well, sit down." Qin Baozhen pursed his lips, pointed at the short man opposite the coffee table and said warmly, what did he think of and love for this son.

This is also human nature, who would not be happy to see beautiful people or things?
What's more, this is his only son?

Wang Tong'er lifted her robe and sat down on her knees. She inspected the tea room, and saw that the decoration inside was really exquisite and luxurious. There were landscape pictures painted by famous masters on the wall, and banners of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum hung on the east and west walls.

Tea sets made of various materials are placed on a red sandalwood shelf against the wall, the most conspicuous of which is a set of three-legged jade scoop tea sets made of suet jade in the middle.

It really blinded her eyes!

In the middle is a hexagonal emerald green inlaid gold ruyi incense burner, in which sandalwood is burning and green smoke is curling up.

On the coffee table carved from plum trees in front of you, there is a set of exquisite and beautiful tea sets such as fine white porcelain from Jingdezhen, doucai covered bowls, white-glazed jade pots and spring vases from Ding Kiln, such as tea tripods, tea pots, tea pots, etc. Scoop, teaspoon, tea holder...
There is also a small purple sand tea stove next to it, and the charcoal fire inside is burning vigorously.

"Yu'er, watch carefully and Weifu will show you some tea art."

Qin Baozhen knew that his son should have been exposed to the skill of making tea in his hometown, because he also ran a tea business in his hometown, but only opened two small shops.

"okay."

Wang Tong'er didn't speak any more, only the sound of boiling tea was left in the flower hall.

I saw Qin Baozhen holding his breath, the first boiling, scoop out the water film, the tea is pure, sprinkle a little salt, the second boiling, scoop out a ladle of water, stir quickly with bamboo pods to create a vortex, then add tea powder, the third boiling, Pour the drained water into the pot and cook again.

The most beautiful brown color is amber, and the foam is like frost.

Qin Baozhen did not expect that today was the best pot of tea he had ever brewed, and he gave the credit to his son Qin Yu.

Glancing at the handsome and extraordinary Qin Yu who was quietly sitting there, he thought to himself: If I hadn't brought my son with me from his hometown in Qingzhou, how could I be in such a happy mood? Satisfied with a hundred times the tea?
Otherwise, lingering in my mind all day long, the ridicule of others: An extinct household without a son!
Make yourself restless, feel ashamed of your ancestors, ashamed of having such a large private property that no one will inherit...

It's good to have a son!

No, my son has just arrived, and the skill of making tea by himself is at its peak!

Qin Baozhen didn't hesitate to boast about himself at all. He poured a small cup of tea and handed it to Wang Tong'er in a super good mood. His tone was full of smiles: "Son, try the tea you made for your father."

"Huh?" Wang Tong'er really didn't expect that, looking at Qin Baozhen's body smelling like copper and looking like a businessman, he could brew such pure tea.

I really underestimated him.

In fact, Qin Baozhen did this out of helplessness and was forced out.

If you don't practice tea skills well and can't participate in the tea fighting competition, it will be difficult to sell your tea. Not only that, but the price is very low.

Therefore, for the sake of my own tea business, no matter what, I have to find an expert to study hard and practice hard.

This is the skill of making a pot of good tea today.

Although in the annual tea fighting competition, in the past ten years, it is the only time to win the first place, and that is better than nothing!

In this way, Maosheng Tea Shop can also gain a place in the Qinzhou tea business.

Although, today's Qin family no longer focuses on tea business, but who thinks that a lot of business makes a lot of money?
After drinking the tea in the cup, Wang Tong'er complimented Qin Baozhen: "Daddy's tea is delicious. Daddy, why don't you let your son come and make a pot of tea for you?"

Wang Tong'er tentatively told Qin Baozhen that if he wanted to take part in the tea fighting competition on his behalf, he had to pass the person in front of him first.

When Qin Baozhen heard it, it was a good thing!

Let yourself see how far her method of making tea has reached, so that I can teach her with all my heart.

So, he happily agreed: "Eh? Okay, let Dad see our son's tea skills."

When Wang Tong'er went outside to Xiao Cong and took out her set of tea sets, Qin Baozhen looked at it, at first it was amused, and then it felt distressed.

It's hard for my son to live in his hometown!

Not even a decent tea set......

Seeing Qin Baogui's expression, Wang Tong'er knew he was making up something in his head, so he didn't point it out.

Her tea set was custom-made by herself at a dragon kiln in the outskirts, spending a lot of money, and it was suitable for making tea by herself, like a large bowl.

She just sat down at the coffee table and started her performance.

After Wang Tong'er operated smoothly, the tea room was already filled with the fragrance of tea.

She brought a bowl of tea to Qin Baozhen, and saw the indescribably pure tea color.

After drinking it into the mouth, a scent of tea slowly permeates from the nose to the throat, and the limbs and bones are indescribably relieved.

This is the best tea Qin Baozhen has ever drunk, no second.

Seeing Qin Baozhen's expression at this moment, Wang Tong'er can be described as extremely wonderful...
Seeing this scene, Wang Tong'er knew it was time to ask to replace her in the tea fighting competition.

Therefore, he said to Qin Baozhen firmly, "Daddy, my son wants to participate in this year's tea fighting competition!"

"what?"

When Qin Baozhen heard this, he was so surprised that he almost threw away the tea bowl in his hand.

"Son! What did you just say?" Qin Baozhen doubted his ears, afraid that he might not hear clearly.

Wang Tong'er had no choice but to shout again: "Daddy, my son is going to participate in the tea fighting competition!"

She replaced the word "think" with "want" just now. The meaning is obvious, and it means a certain meaning.

Qin Baozhen looked at his excellent son with complicated eyes, and he couldn't help but lament his son's boldness in his heart.

Back then, when I first arrived in Qinzhou, I was still an ignorant boy who knew nothing.

It was several years before my father took part in the tea fighting competition in place of my father.

Thinking of the embarrassing incident when I participated in the tea fighting competition for the first time, I still blush when I think of it now.

When I climbed onto the high platform carefully, not only my legs trembled, but my hands trembled and I knocked over the tea set.

Hey, embarrassment cannot be expressed in two words...

　Qin Baozhen: My son is the best in the world...

　　Wang Tong'er: It's a pity that it's a counterfeit...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)