Back to the Snow

Chapter 6 Snow Encounter 3
The moment they saw him, all the people immediately got off their horses and knelt down: "The servants are not well protected, please punish the master!"

He looked at his bandaged wound, then at the kneeling crowd, expressionless: "Get up."

I have to go back and deal with everything slowly, and I will definitely deal with it well!

Before leaving, he looked at the vast snow-capped mountains.

Going back, there are many things to check...

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The charcoal fire crackled in the ancient lion head furnace, and the faces of the people warming by the fire were slightly red.

The white-haired old man looked at the young man in front of him with approval.

Whether it's facial features, hand bones, skills, or experience, he is very satisfied.

The most rare thing is that he has high talent and savvy, and a little guidance will become a master.

And his unique skills have been followed by others.

Thinking of this, the old man stroked his beard and smiled.

Just as the two were talking happily, the door was pushed open, mixed with a gust of cold wind.

"It's so cold... Linglong, come in!" A ball of white snow came into the room.

Then quickly flashed to the stove to warm up.

"Xue'er," the old man called.

"Yes. Master." The girl agreed, and continued to warm up the silver fox beside her.

The old man smiled at the young man and shook his head, but he saw the young man looking at the girl warming up with a faint smile.

The old man coughed lightly: "Xue'er, here comes the guest."

When the girl heard the words, Fang turned her head and looked over.

Show a smile to the young man, and then laugh twice at the master: "Master, I'm going to make tea."

Entering the house with the brewed snow tea, the room immediately filled with a cool and strong fragrance.

The old man picked up the tea, sniffed it carefully, and said to the girl, "After drinking so much tea, the tea made by Xue Er is the most fragrant."

Hearing Master's praise, the girl looked at the young man proudly, her eyes were full of naughtiness.

The young man also picked up the tea and smelled it, and then praised: "It really is good tea. It is fragrant but not greasy, clear but not light, just right. It is like a picture of snow lotus pressing snow in Tianshan Mountains."

Hearing this, the old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Well said! Well said! This is Xueer's treasured snow lotus tea, and it is brewed with [-]% snow water. Haha! I can integrate what I see and hear into the painting, What a rare genius!"

(End of this chapter)