Chapter 315 Exchange Music Score

"Please sit down, young master." Qingyin pointed to the side and let Jian Chen and the others sit down, and said to the back: "Xiaoqing, serve tea."

As soon as he finished speaking, a 28-year-old girl walked out with a tea set. Tingting took a closer look, gently put the tea set down, lifted the teapot, and her slender and white hands were "exposed" outside, and a cup of tea. Filled.

As soon as I brewed the tea, the whole room was filled with the fragrance of tea, which made people intoxicated.

"Good tea." The fat man picked up the tea placed on his table, drank it all, and praised it at Qingyin. Zhu Bajie ate the fruit of life without knowing the taste, but just kept praising it.

"I think you can still taste good tea like this. I think I'm so thirsty." Hongying gave the fat man a blank look.

Suddenly, laughter filled the fat man's nose tilted, and he looked like a good man was not fighting with a woman.

As he laughed, Jian Chen also picked up the tea and gently approached the tea cup. A faint fragrance of tea came to his face, as if he had washed away his lungs.

Feeling the faint tea fragrance, Jian Chen tilted the tea cup slightly, and the tea water entered his throat. The tea fragrance entered his mouth and swam in his mouth for a while before he could get drunk.

"Good tea, but a pity." A hint of regret appeared in Jian Chen's eyes, which was not as artificial as it was, and it surprised Qingyin.

"Maybe the young master is also a person in this way? Qingyin asked for advice." Qingyin's eyes lit up, she stood up and bowed to Jian Chen.

Tea ceremony is very important to Qingyin. There are too many similarities between the two. Every time you burn incense and drink tea with your hands before the piano. This is the moral rule of the piano, not a "mysterious" belief, but just to be better. Calm down.

"I dare not give advice, I know a little bit." Jian Chen smiled slightly, very confident. Chinese culture is profound and other people dare not brag. The research on drinking tea is not comparable to that of people from other worlds.

This is not to say that the people in the Sword God Continent have no foundation, but the people in the Sword God Continent do not have such leisure and elegance. The reason why China's tea ceremony is profound is not entirely due to the accumulation of time, but more about the accumulation of cultural and ideological aspects, and the tea ceremony Culture and traditional Chinese culture have too many similarities to inherit and carry forward the tea ceremony.

"The girl's tea is also the best choice for Yuzhou tea. The fragrance in the tea must be good, but the method of making tea is a bit unsatisfactory?" Chen poured himself another cup, tasted it, and shook his head.

"What does this mean? I'd like to hear it carefully." Qingyin was a little angry when she heard Jian Chen's comment. Although her maid was not as good as her, she was also carefully selected, which was better than ordinary ladies. Many, but what Jian Chen said seemed worthless.

"Buying tea is like cooking. The temperature of the tea is extremely particular. The different heat of the tea will taste different. As for tea, the same is true. Different tea leaves should also use different tea." Jian Chen talked wisely. , looks like a master.

Qingyin frowned and pondered for a while, nodded slightly. The tea has only been rising for hundreds of years. Most people put their skills into tea, and few people will work hard on these two aspects. Jian Chen woke her up. At this moment, she was brought into a new realm. She was unprecedented in understanding.

"I will tell you the way of tea. You can't use well water to make tea. It's the best choice for you to make tea from well water."

Jian Chen smiled and looked at Qingyin with a clear look. With today's outfit, he didn't look like a martial arts practitioner, but instead he looked like a literati and read poetry and books.

"Oh, why can't this well water work?" Qingyin looked at Jian Chen with some confusion and asked.

Ling'er and the others also looked at Jian Chen, and a hint of doubt arose in their hearts. How could Jian Chen know this?

At this moment, Jian Chen seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil. Martial arts genius, forging is still a genius, and this rhythm is still a genius. Finally, he still studied this tea ceremony. Looking at this mysterious man, Ling'er's heart moved, and her cheeks were already a little It was red, but everyone's eyes were on Jian Chen, and few people noticed the change. Seeing that everyone did not notice him, Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course not. This well water is a good job. It is just a matter of quenching thirst. If you find it, you can't use well water, but some special spring water is the best choice. The better it is. The spring water in the deep mountains is, the more suitable the spring water beside the treasures, the more suitable it is to make tea." Jian Chen picked up a few peanuts and chewed them, as if he was a storyteller.[

When I was listening to the book, it was wrong. The few people who heard the Tao absorbed it for a moment and continued to speak, "Of course, besides this spring water, the spring rain and the winter snow are also very good. This tea in early spring is paired with the spring rain, The vitality is even more intense, it will never be so rigid." When Jian Chen said that he had a look of nostalgia in his eyes, he seemed to be savoring the good tea he had tasted in the past.

Jian Chen is not talking about war on paper. As a cultivator in his previous life, there was no other time. Playing the flute and tasting fragrant tea is Jian Chen's biggest pastime. Whenever he is upset, Jian Chen always uses these to calm himself down. Come on, as his mood improves, his tea art has also improved by leaps and bounds, and even a generation of masters are willing to give in.

"The heat of this tea is also a kind of priority. New tea is boiled quickly when it is warm and old tea is boiled deeper on high heat. As for the tea leaves in early spring, it is actually the best to boil it a little." Jian Chen pointed to the tea leaves on the side and said, The meaning of complaining about the Qingyin in his tone was obvious.

When Qingyin heard Jian Chen's words, her face turned red and she felt a little embarrassed. She felt that she had lived to be a dog for years. She didn't know what Jian Chen said at all, but the truth was numerous.

"Today, I will cook tea for everyone to taste it. The water method has been changed, so I have to use this water first."

Jian Chen stood up and sat on the side of the stove. When Qingyin saw the situation, she made a gesture. The maid took a fresh tea set and placed it in front of Jian Chen, looking at Jian Chen.

Jian Chen put the water in, and the water boiled slightly. The tea leaves that had been placed on the vessel were carefully pushed into the pot. After a while, he lifted the teapot and poured the pot of tea into a bottle. , leaving only tea leaves.

The tea was poured out, and the room was filled with the fragrance of tea again. People with a more sensitive nose could find that the fragrance of tea was even more serious than before. However, what surprised everyone was that Jian Chen stopped and sat down instead. As soon as the expression on his face became even more solemn.

The boiling water filled the empty teapot again, and then started to cook tea. The flames below were also reduced a little, and the tea leaves slowly fell in the water, with various movements, like the graceful dancer. , dancing gracefully in this tea, so elegant.

"Why is this?" Haruyin pointed at the abandoned tea in confusion, full of doubts.

"Some of the new tea has a heavy scent, so it naturally needs to be washed." Seeing the puzzled people, Jian Chen said with a smile.

"Then is this waste liquid?" The fat man looked at Jian Chen with dissatisfaction. He had poured the tea into his cup and was picking it up. This time he savored it carefully so that he would not be ridiculed again.

But when he heard Jian Chen's words, the tea that had just entered his mouth sprayed out, and all of it sprayed on Hongying's face sitting opposite him.

Seeing this scene, laughter suddenly broke out in the quiet building, and even a smile appeared on the corner of Jian Chen's mouth while cooking tea.

"Fatty, you're looking for death." The air was suddenly filled with murderous intent. Hongying had to wipe the tea on her face, so she pulled out the whip from her waist, stared at the fat man tightly, her eyes were about to spew out flames.

"Sister, please wipe it first." Seeing that the situation was not good, Qingyin immediately took out a handkerchief and handed it to Hongying.

"Hongying, don't do this. I'll deal with this fat man later." Ruolin also comforted him. After all, Qingyin is the master now, and it's a bit bad to fight in front of Qingyin.

Hearing the words of his good sister, Hongying's face became better. She took the handkerchief handed by Qingyin and wiped the tea on her face, sat down slowly, but her eyes never looked in the process.

Leave the fat man for a while.

The fat man looked at Pojun's iron abacus, but the two of them shrugged and the other looked out, ignoring the fat man's helpless eyes. At this moment, the fat man knew what it means to be careless in making friends.

"The tea is ready." Jian Chen had already filled up several teacups while the few people were making noise and said to everyone.

Qingyin carefully picked up the teacup, as if she had a treasure. Her usual pair of wonderful hands were a little unsteady today. She gently picked up the porcelain cup on the table and handed it to her mouth slowly, but she didn't drink it.

Instead, he followed Jian Chen's appearance just now and approached his nose to the edge of the cup. A faint fragrance of tea washed his lungs along the tip of his nose. The fragrance was as elegant as a virgin, making people fascinated.

Qingyin took a breath again, then raised her hand and sucked the cup of tea. The tip of her tongue touched the tea. A sweetness spread to her heart. She felt that her soul was floating, and she felt like she was reaching the clouds.

I have been savoring it for a long time and I am reluctant to put down the teacup.

"Okay! It's true that's different from what I just now, my little sister admires it." A divine light emitted in Qingyin's eyes. The way of making tea has changed. The difference between the two is almost a world away. Now he is being seldom seen by Jian Chen's skills

Deeply impressed.[

Hearing Qingyin's comments, the others also picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all. They only felt refreshed. Although they had Qingyin's attainments, they also felt a little different. As for the difference, they didn't know.

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The cup of tea was instantly gone. Looking at the satisfaction on the faces of the few people, Jian Chen also smiled slightly.

"Miss Qingyin invites me to the house, probably not as simple as tea." Jian Chen then spoke and asked Qingyin. After these things, the two of them had a closer relationship and their speech was so roundabout.

"I want the music score of the song that the young master just played. I wonder if the young master can teach it." Qingyin stared at Jian Chen, feeling worried. When she saw Jian Chen's answer, she immediately added: "I can exchange it with Xuan-level martial arts.

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Qingyin was obviously a little anxious. Although the music score was not a valuable thing, the song played by Jian Chen just now was something she had never heard of. She was afraid that Jian Chen would not agree to it, so she said the exchange.

When the other people heard the Xuan-level martial arts, their eyes lit up. Thinking of the two songs Qingyin, they were so generous in exchange for Xuan-level martial arts, they couldn't help but look at Jian Chen when they thought of the eyes of everyone.
Chapter completed!