After Chi Xi exchanged a few greetings with Mrs. Chen, she stood up and made tea for them and their daughter.

The tea leaves are taken out of the Lingquan space and brewed with the boiled Lingquan water, and the tea fragrance instantly spreads out.

Smelling the tea fragrance, Mrs. Chen's eyes lit up instantly. When Chi Xi handed the tea to her, she couldn't wait to look down and couldn't help but ask: "Mrs. Xi, why do you smell this tea?

It smells like a floral fragrance? The color of the tea is so clear and green. I don’t know where I found the treasure?”

As the daughter of the wealthiest minister in Xiangjiang County and the wife of the county magistrate, she has never seen this kind of tea before.

I don’t know what tricks a peasant woman in Chixi can bring out such good tea.

Chi Xi smiled and said, "This is jasmine tea, which is made of tea leaves and fresh jasmine flowers."

Mrs. Chen has heard of flower tea, but the production process of flower tea is relatively complicated, and it is even more difficult to make high-quality flower tea.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The elegant and sweet tea fragrance instantly permeates the entire mouth.

She praised repeatedly: "Mrs. Xi, this tea tastes elegant and sweet, and has a long taste, which is a good product. I wonder if Mrs. Xi has any remaining ones, can she sell me some?"

Not to mention that she has never drunk such good tea, I am afraid that women from wealthy families are rarely seen.

Her mind became active in an instant.

Chi Xi looked embarrassed: "Mrs. Chen, if I have more left in my hand, why not sell it to you, give it to you? But my husband only got half a tael of precious things by chance. On weekdays

We were reluctant to drink, so Mrs. Chen and Ms. Chen came today and took it out for the first time to serve guests."

Half a liang of tea leaves, not much.

If you save soaking, you can soak for up to twenty or thirty times.

The excitement in Mrs. Chen's eyes instantly dissipated, and she was quite regretful: "Forget it, this kind of tea is not easy to get, and I think it's not much."

Chi Xi smiled: "Although there is not much tea, Mrs. Chen likes it, so I will take the rest back to Mrs. Chen."

Mrs. Chen's eyes lit up instantly: "How can this make it? The tea you finally got hasn't been drunk yet! If I were asked to take it back, wouldn't you even be able to taste it?"

"Give good tea to noble people, a little bit of thought, please don't refuse Mrs. Chen."

Seeing that it was already past lunch time, I drove the carriage from the county town. If the speed was not fast, it would take at least an hour, Chixi would cook the rice.

Mrs. Chen and Chen Wanqing have also eaten good food, but after tasting the food made by Chi Xi, they praised it endlessly.

Originally, Mrs. Chen was still very hesitant about this trip, but at this time she felt that this trip was not in vain.

It is suitable for both guests and guests to eat a meal.

Mrs. Chen asked without hesitation: "Mrs. Xi, some time ago, my brother was arrogant and accidentally offended Mrs. Xi. Do you still remember?"

Mrs. Chen's younger brother teased Chi Xi, and was later taught a lesson by Xi Dazhuang. The Chen County Magistrate personally ordered Fang Shisheng to be punished for 30 years and sentenced to three years in prison.

More than two months have passed since that incident.

Chi Xi thought about it carefully, and after a moment, he suddenly realized: "I don't know if it's Young Master Fang?"

When Mrs. Chen saw Chi Xi remembering it, she grabbed Chi Xi's little hand and said with a smile: "Mrs. Xi, I know that this kind of request is really difficult for you, but although my younger brother is arrogant and domineering, he is not bad by nature. During this period

He was scolded and educated by his brother-in-law several times in prison. He knew his mistake and asked Mrs. Xi to give a look and forgive her brother."

As long as Chixi retreats, she has reason to convince her husband to release him.

Chi Xi sighed and said, "Since Young Master Fang has known his mistake, I shouldn't hold on to it."

A smile appeared in Mrs. Chen's eyes and said happily: "Mrs. Xi is generous, I did not misread the person."

Chixi is not generous.

It is the opportunity for Mrs. Chen to propose this matter too subtle.

Chi Xi doesn't want to offend her for the time being.

Mrs. Chen did not stay for long. After Chixi gave her and Chen Wanqing a can of noble lady cream and beauty cream, the mother and daughter smiled and prepared to get on the carriage and return home.

Chen Wanqing pulled Chi Xi aside and said to her with a blushing face: "Mrs. Xi, thank you for your beauty cream, which made my skin look much whiter and smoother. I was already engaged a few days ago, and the wedding date is scheduled for next year's three years.

Month, then Mrs. Xi will come for a wedding banquet.”

Although Chen Wanqing is the daughter of the county magistrate.

But people used to have acne on their faces and were not often bumpy.

Her fiancé, who had made a marriage relationship when she was young, clinged to the eldest lady in Kyoto City and then quit the marriage with her, which made her feel inferior and even more unwilling to meet others.

But now, she is like a freshly ripe cherry, crystal clear and white and red.

It looks much better than before.

A few days ago, a young master from a noble family from the state prefecture came to propose marriage. He did not dislike her for having an engagement. Her parents were very satisfied and decided on the marriage.

She came today to thank Chixi in person.

"Congratulations."

Chi Xi smiled and said, "Ms. Chen is kind-hearted and gentle. After marriage, she will be able to be harmonious with her husband and grow old together."

Chen Wanqing's cheeks turned redder. She smiled and took out a small wooden box from her sleeve and handed it to Chi Xi. Her eyes were shimmering with crystal light. She smiled and said, "Mrs. Xi, this is a little bit of my heart. Please be sure.

Accept it.”

Seeing that Chen Wanqing's expression was sincere, Chi Xi smiled and accepted it.

Mrs. Chen had already got on the carriage and opened the window curtain to urge: "Qing'er, why don't you get on the car? We'll rush back to the government office before dark."

"Okay, let's come."

Chen Wanqing responded, turned around and wanted to leave, and stopped as if she suddenly thought of something, turning her head and asking Chi Xi: "Do you have a sister?"

Chi Xi showed doubts on his face: "It's true, I wonder how Miss Chen knows?"

Chen Wanqing frowned and reminded: "Your sister is not good at thinking. She has looked for me in the county town. Be careful."

Chi Xi didn't expect that there would be such a thing, so she immediately said gratefully: "Thank you for reminding me, I will pay more attention."

Chen Wanqing opened her mouth and wanted to speak but stopped. Chi Xi was about to ask what was going on, but she sighed and turned around and left.

Send Mrs. Chen and her daughter away.

Seeing that it was still early, Chi Xi was about to call Xi Dazhuang up the mountain to stare at Wang Dahu's group of people building tiled kilns, and then he saw Zhang Xiongtian, who had not seen for a long time, and Chi Taoer walked towards their house.

"What are you still watching? The wind is strong at the door, why don't you hurry into the house?"

Xi Dazhuang had just finished chopping the firewood from his house and was about to carry the chopped firewood into the kitchen. He looked up and saw Chi Xi sending people away and still stood at the door. He sang: "I just added firewood to the brazier for my husband, hurry up.

Go back to the house to warm your body.”

It’s almost winter, and it’s not very cold when you’re busy.

But when you stand at the door and blow for a while, you will feel the biting chill.

Chi Xi shrank his neck, rubbed his hands and walked to Xi Dazhuang, sighing and said, "Zhang Xiongtian is here with Chi Taoer, and he will arrive at the door soon."

"I finally can't stand it after so many days."

Xi Dazhuang shook his head, put the firewood in his hand down, and reached out to grab Chi Xi's cold little hand. While rubbing her hands warmed, he pulled her into the house: "Your hands are so cold, don't follow me later.

My husband went up the mountain and then roasted the fire at home."

In the past few days, he took Wang Dahu and others to the mountain to farm and build tiled kilns. He did not emphasize that he did not want Zhang Xiongtian, but Zhang Xiongtian had never appeared.

He never asked much.
Chapter completed!