Splendid peasant girl

Chapter 225 Fried tea?

Shen Qiqiao hurried into the room and slammed the door, her little face was as red as a boiled duck, and it was still hot to the touch.

She wiped her forehead quickly, but her hands were covered with sweat.

She scratched her head and looked at the sky speechlessly, wondering what happened to herself, she would take the initiative to kiss Ye Han!
Dazed!She was completely stunned!
She patted her chest, trying to calm herself down.

She didn't realize what she said to Su Shi before - when she meets someone she likes, her face turns red and her heart beats. In fact, she is in this situation now.

Knock, knock, someone knocked on the door outside the house.

"Sister, what are you doing? Brother Ye said it's time to eat!"

It was her younger brother Mu'er who came to find her for dinner.

Shen Qiqiao patted her chest with her small hands to smooth the air, straightened her wind-torn hair to make herself look more dignified and beautiful, and then went out.

In the kitchen room, Ye Han had already served the dishes, set the plates, and waited for Shen Qiqiao to be seated to eat.

"Eat, why don't you eat? If you don't eat, the food will be cold."

"Brother Ye said, sister, you haven't taken your seat yet, we can't eat!"

"Hehe, why are there so many rules, Ye Han, you are bullying my younger siblings!"

Shen Qiqiao pretended to be angry and scolded him.

"Don't dare!" Ye Han replied with downcast eyes, picked up a chopstick of Chinese cabbage and put it in Shen Qiqiao's bowl, "Eat more, grow up quickly!"

"..." Shen Qiqiao wanted to roll her eyes, why did she make her grow up quickly, and she also worked hard to grow up, alas, no, what does this guy want to make her grow up?
Shen Qiqiao saw his drooping eyebrows and eyes, and knew that this guy had a bad stomach and there must be nothing good.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was cheerful and relaxed. After a while, the family of four finished their meal. Shen Mu and Shen Xiaolan ran to the yard to play in the dark night when they were full. Ye Han was responsible for cleaning the table and dishes, and Shen Qiqiao went to the backyard to clean up tea.

Ye Han's hands and feet were nimble, and he quickly finished washing the dishes. Shen Qiqiao happened to come in with a plate of tea leaves.

"Xiao Hanhan, light up the fire and heat up the pot."

Ye Han stared at the tea leaves in Shen Qiqiao's hand for a while, his eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking, he paused, and then said: "Okay!"

The flames between the stoves sprang up with a puff, and the flames in the stove room were shining in the sky again.

Outside, Shen Mu and Shen Xiaolan both came in. Seeing that the stove was on fire again, they couldn't help but join in curiously.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Shen Shepherd was timid and bold, and leaned over to Shen Qiqiao to observe a big iron pot in the stove.

This big iron pot is usually used for cooking, but now it is used by Shen Qiqiao to make fried tea.

She had just observed Su Shi's tea-making skills, and analyzed his remarks, and came to a conclusion—in the ancient times she traveled through, tea leaves were picked and cooked, and there was no roasted tea.

In fact, she is not very good at history. Even in ancient China in her previous life, the tea-frying technique originated from the Ming Dynasty.

Shen Qiqiao didn't know if fried tea would be accepted by the common people at the moment, but anyway, try it first, and she won't get pregnant after trying.

The flame in the stove room was rising, and there was a sizzling sound in the big iron pot, which meant that the pot was hot.

"Qiaoer, what are you doing?"

Seeing Shen Qiqiao put her hand on the iron pan, Ye Han was so frightened that he rushed up and grabbed her little hand, his face was full of nervousness.

"I'll test the temperature!"

Shen Qiqiao didn't expect Ye Han to be so nervous about herself, her heart was as sweet as eating honey, she turned around and brought the dried tea leaves beside her.

"I want to fry these tea leaves."

Ye Han was surprised: "Can this tea be fried?"

　Some readers may think that I am obviously the heroine's gold finger is a medicine field, why did I write about tea, ahem, it's hard to say, but please believe me, I'm definitely not talking nonsense!
　　
　
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