The sword of the sword god kills the universe

Chapter 310 Exchanging Sheet Music

"Sir, please sit down." Qingyin pointed to one side and let Jianchen and the others sit down, and said to the back: "Xiaoqing, serve tea."

As soon as the words fell, a [-]-year-old girl came out with a tea set. Tingting took small steps, gently put down the tea set, lifted the teapot, and exposed her slender and white hands to the cups of tea. Fill up.

As soon as the tea is brewed, the whole room is filled with the fragrance of tea, which makes people intoxicated.

"Good tea." The fat man picked up the tea on his desk, drank it in one gulp, and boasted to Qingyin.Zhu Bajie eats human fruit, but he doesn't know its taste, so he just keeps praising it. [

"You can still taste good tea with your appearance, I think you are very thirsty." Hongying gave the fat man a white look.

Suddenly, there was laughter, and the fat man tilted his nose, looking like a good man who doesn't fight with women.

Amidst the laughter, Jian Chen also picked up the tea, and gently approached the teacup with the tip of his nose, a faint fragrance of tea rushed to his face, as if it had washed away his heart.

Feeling the faint tea fragrance, Jian Chen tilted the teacup slightly, and the tea entered his throat, and the tea fragrance immediately entered his mouth, wandered in his mouth for a while before eating.

"Good tea, but it's a pity." There was a trace of regret in Jian Chen's eyes, which didn't seem artificial, so that Qingyin was surprised.

"Could it be that 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.

The tea ceremony is very important to Qingyin. There are too many similarities between the two. Every time before playing the piano, you must burn incense and clean your hands and drink tea. This is the moral rule of the piano. calm down.

"I don't dare to teach, I know a little bit." Jian Chen smiled slightly, very confident, Chinese culture is profound and profound, others dare not brag, the research on drinking tea is not comparable to this otherworldly person.

This is not to say that the people in the Sword God Continent have no background, but that the people in the Sword God Continent are not so leisurely and elegant. The reason why the Chinese tea ceremony is so profound is not all due to the accumulation of time, but more to the accumulation of cultural thoughts. There are too many similarities between culture and traditional Chinese culture, so that the tea ceremony can be passed on and carried forward.

"Young lady's tea can be considered as the top choice of Yuqian tea. The fragrance in the tea must be good for this variety and place, but the way of making tea is not satisfactory?" Jian Jian said while speaking. Chen poured himself another glass, tasted it, and shook his head.

"What do you mean by that, my little sister would like to hear the details." Qingyin was a little angry when she heard Jian Chen's comment. Although her maid is not as good as herself, she is also carefully selected, and she is worse than ordinary ladies. Quite a lot, but what Jian Chen said seemed to be worthless.

"Brewing tea is like cooking. The heat of the tea is very particular. The taste of the tea will be different according to the heat. The same is true for the tea. Different tea should use different tea." Jian Chen talked eloquently. , the appearance of a master.

Qingyin frowned and pondered for a while, then nodded slightly, this tea has only been brewed for hundreds of years, most people put effort into tea leaves, very few people would put effort into these two aspects, Jian Chen woke her up at once, This moment brought her into a new realm.Unprecedented awareness.

"Let me tell you about the way of tea first. You can't use well water for this tea. Well water is the best choice for making tea."

Jian Chen smiled, looking at Qingyin with very clear eyes, with today's attire he doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner, on the contrary he looks like a scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books.

"Oh, why is this well water not good?" Qingyin looked at Jian Chen with some puzzlement and asked.

Ling'er and the others also looked at Jian Chen, a little "doubt" arose in their hearts, how could Jian Chen know this.

Jian Chen at this moment seemed to be shrouded in a veil of mystery. He was a genius in martial arts, a genius in blacksmithing, and a genius in this melody. In the end, he still had research on the tea ceremony. Seeing this enigmatic man, Ling'er's heart moved, and his cheeks were already a little bit pale. It was flushed, but everyone's eyes were on Jian Chen, and few people noticed this change.Seeing that everyone didn't notice her, Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course not. It is common people's work to make tea with this well water. It is only for quenching thirst. If you find out, you can't use well water, except for some special spring water. Spring water is the best choice. The more The spring water in the deep mountains, the spring water next to the treasures of heaven and earth, is more suitable for making tea." Jian Chen picked up a few peanuts and chewed them, as if he was a storyteller. [

After listening to the book, no, the few people who heard the Tao absorbed it for a moment and Jian Chen continued, "Of course, besides the spring water, the spring rain and winter snow are also very good. This early spring tea is paired with the spring rain. The vitality is even worse, it will never be so rigid." Speaking of this, Jian Chen's eyes showed a look of nostalgia, as if he was reminiscing about the good tea he had tasted in the past.

Jian Chen is not just talking on paper, he was a cultivator in his previous life, he had nothing else, he had a lot of time, playing the flute and drinking tea were Jian Chen's greatest pastimes, and Jian Chen always used these to calm himself down whenever he was upset Later, with the improvement of his state of mind, the tea art also advanced by leaps and bounds, and even a generation of masters were willing to bow down.

"The heat of the tea is also a kind of particularity. The new tea is boiled warmly and quickly, and the old tea is boiled deeply. As for the early spring tea, it is best to boil it a little." Jian Chen pointed to the tea leaves on the side and said, The meaning of complaining about Qingyin's violent condemnation of things in the tone couldn't be more obvious.

Hearing Jian Chen's words, Qingyin's face turned red, she was a little embarrassed, she felt that she had been living on a dog all these years, and she didn't know what Jian Chen said, but there were thousands of reasons behind it.

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

Jian Chen stood up and sat by the stove, Qingyin made a gesture when she saw the situation, and the maid took a new tea set, put it in front of Jian Chen, and took a look at Jian Chen.

Jian Chen put the water in, and the water was only slightly boiling. He carefully poured the tea leaves that had been placed on the container into the pot. After a while, he lifted the tea pot, and the tea in the pot was poured into a bottle. , leaving only the tea leaves.

The tea was poured out, and the room was filled with the fragrance of tea again. People with sensitive noses could find that the fragrance of tea was even stronger than before.But what surprised everyone was that Jian Chen didn't stop his movements, but instead sat up straight, with a more dignified look on his face.

The boiling water on one side filled up the already empty teapot again, and then started to make tea, and the flame below was also turned down a bit, and the tea leaves slowly fell in the water, with various movements, like a graceful dancing girl , dancing in this tea, so elegant.

"Why is this?" Qingyin pointed at the discarded tea in puzzlement, full of doubts.

"Some of the miscellaneous smells in the new tea are strong, so naturally they need to be washed." Seeing the confusion of several people, Jian Chen said with a smile.

"Then this is waste liquid?" The fat man looked at Jian Chen with dissatisfaction. He had already poured the tea into his cup and was picking it up. This time he savored it carefully so as not to be laughed at again. But when he heard Jian Chen's words, the tea he had just swallowed spewed out all at once, spraying all of it onto the face of Hongying who was sitting opposite.

Seeing this scene, laughter erupted in the originally quiet building, and even Jian Chen, who was concentrating on making tea, had a smile on his lips.

"Fatty, you're courting death." The air was filled with murderous intent, before Hongying could wipe the tea off her face, she pulled out the whip from her waist, stared at the fatty, her eyes were about to spew out flames.

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

"Hongying, don't be like this, I'll deal with this fat guy later." Ruolin also comforted, after all, now Qingyin is the master, it's not good to fight in front of Qingyin.

Hearing her good sister's words, Hongying's complexion improved a bit. She took the handkerchief from Qingyin and wiped off the tea on her face, and sat down slowly. Leave the fat man for a moment.

Fatty cast a look of help to Pojun Tie Abacus, who would have thought that one of the two people shrugged, and the other looked out, ignoring Fatty's helpful gaze at all. At this moment, Fatty knew what it means to be careless in making friends.

"The tea is ready." Jian Chen had already filled up several teacups and said to the crowd amidst the quarrel of several people.

Qingyin carefully picked up the teacup, as if she had found a treasure, her usually good hands could not hold it steady today, she gently picked up the porcelain cup on the table, slowly handed it to her mouth, without drinking it, Instead, imitating Jian Chen's appearance just now, he put his nose close to the rim of the cup, a faint tea fragrance washes his lungs along the tip of his nose, that kind of fragrance is elegant, like a virgin, making people obsessed.

Qingyin took another breath, then raised her hand, and took a sip of the cup of tea. The tip of her tongue touched the tea, and a burst of sweetness spread to her heart. After thinking about it for a long time, he was reluctant to put down the teacup.

"Okay! It's really different from the one just now, my little sister admires it." Qingyin's eyes shone with a gleam of light. It was only the way of making tea that had changed. I am deeply impressed. [

Hearing Qingyin's comment, the others also picked up the teacups on the table and drank it in one gulp, feeling refreshed. Although they had Qingyin's attainments, they also felt a little different, as for the difference, they didn't know .

The cup of tea was ready in one go, Jian Chen also smiled slightly seeing the satisfaction on the faces of several people.

"Miss Qingyin invited me to come, it shouldn't be as simple as tasting tea." Jian Chen then asked Qingyin. After these things, the relationship between the two became closer, and their words became more oblique.

"I want the sheet music of the song you played just now, but I don't know if you can teach me." Qingyin stared at Jian Chen, worried for a while, seeing Jian Chen's answer, she immediately added: "I can exchange it with mystical martial arts. "

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

Hearing the Xuan-rank martial arts, the eyes of the others couldn't help but light up. Thinking that the two songs, Qingyin, were so generous in exchanging the Xuan-rank martial arts, they couldn't help looking at Jian Chen.

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