The male protagonist of Kuaishuang is here again to ask for his name

Chapter 281
"This tea is the best West Lake Longjing tea. You can't find a few catties in the entire Dragon City, and it's rare to see ordinary people. You actually say that the tea is not good? Could it be that you haven't drunk good tea and don't know how to taste it?"

After Miss Yang's speech was full of gunpowder, she heard the second half of Yan Ruyu's slow speech——

"...painting."

Tea is not good...painting?
Tea is not good for painting?
What's the mess?

Yan Ruyu looked at her with a funny face: "Miss, what's the hurry? I haven't finished yet. Although the tea is good, it's only suitable for tea tasting and painting. It's really inconvenient."

The young lady of the Yang family immediately covered her lips and sneered: "Mystery, tea, how to paint?"

When she came, Yan Ruyu had already disturbed the tea, so she didn't know what happened here.

But those who knew, looked at Yan Ruyu and Miss Yang, most of them chose to remain silent.

Only a few stunned youths retorted excitedly: "It's true! The tea-dividing skill that only exists in the records of the book actually exists!"

The young lady of the Yang family sneered, "Don't be fooled by people trying to get fame!"

Some people were aggrieved, some people had nothing to do with them, Yan Ruyu was flattered and flattered: "Whether it is true or not, you will know once you try it, do you want to try it?"

Hearing that someone was going to paint on the tea, no matter what they were doing, they all surrounded him at this moment.

In the center of the crowd was an unfamiliar girl. She didn't wear any complicated ornaments on her head, only a simple green jade hairpin, with a simple and refreshing bun, and a few witty strands of hair hanging down her cheeks. The spring breeze is blowing, slowly swaying.

She was wearing a water-blue butterfly play narcissus skirt. When she got up, the skirt hung down, just covering a pair of embroidered shoes with delicate embroidery patterns.

Taking the tea pot she brought from Er Mao behind her, Yan Ruyu scooped up some boiling water, washed the tea sets carefully, and then put the cups away one by one.

When Miss Yang saw this, she couldn't help laughing.

"You don't even understand the process of making tea, how dare you talk about the tea ceremony?"

Yan Ruyu kept moving her hands, and answered the words calmly: "making tea is divided into eight steps, the white crane bathes, Guanyin enters the palace, hangs the pot high, spring breeze blows the face, Guan Gong patrols the city, Han Xin orders troops, tastes the soup, and finally It is tasting the sweet rain, I know that."

The young lady of the Yang family squeezed her veil tightly: "Pretend! Now that you know it, why don't you just do it?"

Yan Ruyu smiled, scooped out some powdery things from the teahouse, and poured them into cups one by one.

She said, "Because I don't need it."

After the [-]% hot water was poured into the teacup, a strong fragrance was emitted from the cup. At the same time, the tea turned greener green than the Longjing tea just now. It was strange that there were still some white tea foam on the surface of the tea.

Different from the slightly dirty feeling of other tea foams, this white tea foam is like spring white snow, which contrasts with the green color of the tea, and it is very beautiful.

Yan Ruyu rolled up a portion of her sleeves, skillfully left white and green paintings in the teacup, then put down the teapot, and stood up.

"Thank you, Ms. Yang, for your hospitality. Although this pot of tea is not expensive, it has its own taste. If you don't mind it, I'll leave it for everyone to enjoy! I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"

Hearing that she was going to leave, the young people who had just been impressed by the skill of distributing tea all tried to persuade her to stay.

"What is it that is more important than the poetry meeting?"

In the minds of these gifted scholars and beauties who are only born for elegance, there is nothing in the world that can be compared with elegant learning!
Yan Ruyu walked to the gate of the other courtyard amidst the voices of urging people to stay, and then saw that person dressed in red leaning against a jujube tree by the side of the road with an unruly posture, seeing her, his bored face was instantly stained with joy.

He was very upset when he heard the students' questions.

"She wants to accompany me, why?"

(End of this chapter)