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Chapter 86 The Tea Ceremony Agreement and Getting into Bed......

[Merit: Eight thousand 630 one]

In the merit tower.

Looking at the remaining merits that have been lost by a total of three thousand, Ouyang Rong sighed lonely.

After all, he couldn't hold back his hand.

The main reason is that I can't help being curious about what this blessing worth three thousand merits is.

"What if it is something that is good for water control, isn't it the same as sharpening a knife and chopping firewood? In addition, if the blessing of saving lives is missed, it will be a terrible death."

Someone murmured: "When merits are gone, you can accumulate them again, but if you lose your life, you are really gone."

Laughing to death is actually self-comforting.

Standing under the blessing clock that was filled again and didn't even bother to move a finger.

Ouyang Rong wandered around, stroked his chin and analyzed:
Liu Ashan wanted to agree immediately, but paused, choosing his words carefully:

"Yes, why did I tell you when I took my mother and sister up the mountain in the future? Well, last time I brought my aunt and sister to have a meal together in Meilu Garden."

In the last second, Tweety, who still had time to react, staggered a step and was shoved aside by someone.

The Persian businessman pretended to be angry and said:
"Master, if I find a wife to marry, he...doesn't he have time to come over for a glass of wine?"

"He knows a hammer."

"This Yunmeng Sword Lake is really real. The peach branches in the valley are covered with ancient and modern famous swords, and they are still plundered year after year. Even Xiaoxia Ajie's only favorite sword is let go... Hey, in that world, It's really a drought, a drought, a flood, a flood..."

"Master, why..."

"..."

"But what, two quarters of an hour, he must come up with some tricks as a tea master?"

Ouyang Rong was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while, and nodded quickly:

Liu Ashan took a deep breath.

"What about this time?
Liu Ashan put on a straight face:
"Okay, you wait for his bad news."

But that was just the end.

Liu Ashan frowned, turned around with a sigh, and sat down again.

Just as Tweety was relaxing and making tea with great care and cleverness in front of the strict teacher, there was a sound of opening the door from the next door.

Liu Ashan smiled and said less.

At the door of the first floor of Yunshui Pavilion, a Persian businessman with a hooked nose and green eyes was walking back.

"Well, from past experience, every time a new blessing comes, there should be an introduction. Looking back now, the introduction of the last blessing should be that my junior sister told me to go and pick a personal maid. At that time, I seemed to be muttering. It's all cheap.

I firmly grasped the loosened belt, frowned and asked:
"Eat spicy food... and distributed all the copper coins in my body to four homeless people... Seeing that Huayan recognized the wrong person... helped my junior sister buy Jianghu tabloids... oh, and brought Su Dalang to fool around...

The one-armed young man who whispered the song paused, and uttered a word: "Get lost."

"Still guessing? Ashan, Xiaolang, Hachiro, and you are all the same."

At that moment, Liu Ashan suddenly felt that something was wrong in the inner world.

"If you are in Dragon City, you must be there."

"Is he good at tea ceremony?"

Tweety raised her face charmingly and said:

"I'm actually very content with my life now. Inside, I can follow the master and do things that don't benefit the people. Outside of home, I can also support my mother and sister. It's too little to dare to expect."

"Young master, he is..."

"Yes, yes, what is the same, but I am quite envious of the master, Mr. Su, who is not as good as Brother Yan."

"I heard...it's blurry."

Just a complicated method of making tea, not to mention letting your tea boil eight times, even seven times it will be completely broken...

"Hey, is that the nameless Broken Arm Sword Immortal Brother Ajie in Chang'an One Hundred and Four Square? Why did you come to such a big place to drink? It's hard to succeed"

"What does it mean to understand? Do you understand or not?" Liu Ashan frowned, very forgiving.

What's more, as for the tea of ​​Guanqian, every sip is Wei Lai, and it hurts even if you sprinkle it.

In addition, watching the tea ceremony with the low-crown tea art master, I actually waited for a blessing in my heart.

Ouyang Rong looked at the low-crown tea artisan who was honestly and seriously making tea beside him, his face was slightly startled, and he couldn't help but look sideways at his master.

"He looked sloppily... the waves are surging, and the eighth boil is to prevent the water from being boiled old. He wants to add the ladle of water scooped out at the seventh boil to stop it from boiling. That's called Yuqihua, and the tea soup It's burnt out! Got it?"

Zhang Maobiao quickly waved his hands: "Forget it, master, I'm just disturbing his elegant mood, and I'll help him guard inside..."

"What is he doing? Did you tell him to make tea?"

The heart of the Persian businessman waved his hand, sent the waiter in the cold shop, and walked to the corner of the small hall on the first floor with his hands behind his back, in front of this one-armed young man who was lying on the table drunk.

Tweety was startled.

Liu Ashan got up curiously, temporarily let go of a leading tea art master who was about to cry, and went to open the door of the box.

Immediately, a pair of eyes fixed on the Persian businessman on the decadent blue eyelids.

……

"What's your interest in Ya, come back and drink tea, don't think about it."

"My lord, I am afraid that he will be comfortable in the clothes, so I want to help you take off the inner jacket."

"It's just that my mother said that the redemption is slow first, and that I want to talk to you about marriage first, and marry a down-to-earth woman to go home... It's because I thought about it in the past few nights, and I will work harder and save less money. See If you can do those two important things together, you can do it!"

"Understood." Zhang Mao nodded his head hurriedly.

……
The Heart of Tea Ceremony On the eighth floor, Tweety, the leading tea master who has received a lot of bad reviews, was dumbfounded.

Speaking of that, Ouyang Rong suddenly took a sip of the tea in the warm cup, wiped the tea leaves on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and I couldn't help but tell:

Some anticipation rose in Liu Ashan's heart, but immediately, seeing the operation of a professional tea master behind my eyes, the corners of my mouth twitched.

"The servant is afraid that the young master will get wet."

"Before the blessing comes, what am I doing?

Someone's head is asking questions.

You are eloquent.

Why is no one turning me over?
"Will he make a tea and wet the bed?"

"...!!"

Liu Ashan pondered with his head high and carefully considered.

My face turned pale, and I still wished to ask:
Lift the pot and pour tea for the dull man.

"He listened, boiled like a fish's eye, made no sound, that's called a boil, is it blurred?"

Zhang Maobiao looked into the room seven times, and let out a breath before confirming that someone else was moving.

Just the operation of putting a tea cake into the kettle, two mouthfuls of Wei Lai came out.

I joined a tea ceremony club in primary school in my later life, and I hate playing with tea and coffee on weekdays. In that life, Xie Xun, the teacher of the academy, was not a tea lover at all, and I was even more proficient in following behind. this way,
"Okay, he will do it again." I nodded.

The atmosphere behind the table was quiet.

"Go aside, you come."

"Walk."

Zhang Maobiao was so frightened that he quickly left the merit tower and returned to reality. When he opened his eyes, he could see a certain scene in front of him.

Liu Ashan moved away: "I still want to ask you, you still want to ask why he broke down... Well, let's talk about it."

"Ah Shan is drinking tea next door, right?"

Liu Ashan looks at you.

"But……"

"I see... I see it."

It was like someone who received a familiar call in the middle of the night, trying to figure out which ex-boyfriend was the drunk-crazed strange voice on the other side of the phone.

Trying to get a certain logical law of the heart merit tower.

Tweety's expression didn't look resentful, and she returned to the stage to fiddle with the tea set.

"Well, I... I'm used to those low-brow things. Letting the counter put money in is a waste of Mr. Su's money... How did the master guess?"

Liu Ashan shook his head, and greeted the thin and low man who was slightly stunned inside the door.

The former poured me tea as if there was something serious, and said with a heavy smile:

It's not like the morning glow under the dark sky at dawn. Even if the viewer is in a bad mood, he can't help feeling the same uplifting feeling before seeing it.

"What do you do with a blanket on it? It has nothing to do with tea ceremony?"

"Did Xin Fu Bao come out of those incidents?"

"Ah, I know it, very...very good."

"Tea and firearms, you need the best combination of seven... That's called roasted tea after boiling tea. He just boiled it directly after roasting. Which teacher taught him?"

"He looked outside, and the edge was like a spring flowing with pearls. It's because of the seven boils. Did you see it?"

Even the dull man was not surprised when he saw Liu Ashan open the door:
I picked up a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine that had fallen on the ground, sat behind the table, and put the jug behind the bewildered face of the one-armed young man.

Blood pressure is down.

"Master, my family's life is getting worse and worse. I saved money to buy a house in the outskirts of the city, and I also bought two acres of land. The day after tomorrow, I will bring my mother and Ah Qing to the mountain. I will save some more Money, I will give you a ransom...

"Huh? It's still two quarters of an hour away, why did Ah Shan come out..."

"Worry, your hand is very steady, you will spill it, he will make tea quickly, don't just think about being lazy and slippery, wasting time."

"What did he turn over you for?"

What Zhang Maobiao didn't know was that I was drinking tea and chatting downstairs.

"..."

"It's a coincidence that I don't have any friends in Dragon City, and I admire heroes the most, and I'm worrying about whether the new bad sword that's coming out of my house is a good match for a hero...

Ouyang Rong's face became firm, and he said truthfully:
The one-armed young man seemed to have heard it, and propped himself up like mud, and continued to drink with the jug in his arms.

Zhang Maobiao's face was not a bit mean, he took the teacup handed by the master with both hands, and looked up at the reflection in the cup:

Liu Ashan was slightly taken aback, seeing the unspeakable brilliance under that dull man's pale face after meeting him.

You are indeed very good at the tea ceremony, but the young master is cooperating with you to use it badly.

Look at the guests who demonstrate to you by themselves.

Liu Ashan has an expression on his face, it seems that he is really happy, I have taken over the tea set and tea kettle, and finished the unfamiliar clear bowl to scoop tea...

Not satisfied, not high-spirited, nor hopeful.

Liu Ashan laughed, and his tone was not reproachful:
It really was Zhang Maobiao.

Seven people sat down behind the stove.

"My family wants to put a blanket under the couch."

Liu Ashan smiled and said half-jokingly:
A young man with a severed arm holding a flagon and drinking upside down paused.

"I went to take a look. Although it is some kind of sword master, but just looking at the steaming atmosphere of this sword furnace, it is estimated that it is only a little bit worse than Xiaoxia's Gui Niang."

"Last time, the blessing of the underground palace was the four-character stone carving in the shadow of the lotus pedestal.

After finishing speaking, you looked at Mr. Jun behind you without much resentment in your eyes.

You open your mouth slightly:
The dull man nodded hurriedly, but he also knew that he didn't listen.

"Three thousand merits. The last time I picked up Wei Lai was [-] merits plus five buckets of rice. This time it will not be another big Wei Lai, right? Laughing dead, there is no copper plate on my body.

Cha Yuan, right?

However, according to the next experience, the bad fortune will not necessarily be effective immediately, or it will be effective immediately, but after the first feedback to my eyes, there is really no gestation period.

"I understand, I understand... right?"

The Persian businessman was not annoyed, and smiled:

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid I'll get wet later."

"Master Anxiety, if it's during your term of office, let's take it easy this year."

The Persian businessman asked in surprise with a surprised look on his face.

Zhang Maobiao teased: "Why is this learning and enjoying the tea ceremony?"

I clenched my fist and covered my mouth: "Cough, it's passing Ah Shan, he has to try to slow down."

　Sleeping until four o'clock in the afternoon, I became a pig... The next chapter is at twelve o'clock...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)