Xiao Jin was not interested in this topic and went back to do his own thing. Hua Mian could probably guess that what Xiao Yin was going to say was nothing more than the little thoughts about Xue Chengshou, and that is, what he knew was not necessary to listen.

Xiao Yin and Xiao Cui surrounded the wooden basin and whispered to each other while peeling beans. Fire had already started on the stove. When the water in the pot was heated until it was rolling, Huamian poured the cut fruit in.

The front hall of the city guard palace, dozens of people from the Beilin delegation had arrived and arranged seats to sit down. At this time, the Eleventh Highness and Sikong Yue had not appeared yet. The atmosphere of the banquet without the protagonist seemed a little awkward, although it looked like a body.

Lord Zhu, an official of Honglu Temple, and Lord Xue, the Chengshou, were trying hard to ease the atmosphere and try to find topics. However, the Beilin delegation did not seem to be very interested in these things. It is often because Lord Zhu said it hard and nodded after the other party nodded or

Just shake your head, this topic has passed.

Just when Lord Zhu didn't know what to say, a servant came to pass the message, saying that the chefs from both sides had prepared tea drinks for you to drink. When Lord Zhu heard this news, he was overjoyed. Finally

If you have a topic to break your embarrassing situation, you can also invite all the members of the mission from both sides to participate and quickly instruct: "Hurry... hurry up and send it up..."

The tea drink was prepared separately by Huamian and Beilin chefs. Considering that this was in the mansion of Xuecheng, Beilin came to meet His Eleventh Highness. Out of etiquette, the attendants first sent the tea drinks made by Beilin chefs.

Lord Zhu returned to his seat and picked up the white porcelain cup delivered by the servant. The tea drink inside was completely different from the one I remembered... "This...is this tea?"

The tea drinks in the white porcelain cup are different from the tea he knows. They look like black and brown fruits dried and used to soak in water. The shriveled fruits slowly come into contact with hot water.

As the soaking rises, the color of the fruits spreads into the tea soup and becomes deeper and deeper.

Lord Zhu brought the cup in and went up to smell it. There was no smell like tea. Seeing that the envoys from Beilin opposite him were drinking, he hurriedly took a sip...

This taste is not so much like a strange medicinal soup, which has no freshness that tea should have. Instead, after drinking it, a heat gushing out of the body.

Seeing that Lord Zhu had drunk Beilin's tea, Xue Chengshou came up and said, "Mr. Zhu is still used to drinking it? Although this tea is not amazing, it is the highest-standard tea in Beilin."

After hearing his words, Lord Zhu showed a look of suspicion.

"This is called eagle tea. It is a shrub fruit picked on a cliff near the eagle's nest. Because the yield is very small and the picking process is dangerous. You must be careful not to slip off the cliff, but also pay attention to the movements of nearby eagles at any time. Therefore, the price

It's amazingly high, Xue Chengshou said as he greeted the servants to come forward and fill his porcelain cup, muttering in a low voice: "This is tea that is equivalent to gold. Isn't it too much to drink such expensive things?

Lost"

"This is amazing. Logically, this tea drink is not hot, so it starts to sweat after drinking it."

Two doctors from the Imperial Hospital came with the mission. After a while, the middle-aged doctor felt like there was a ball of fire in his body. The warm breath spread through the meridians and the forehead was also on his face.
Chapter completed!