White tea legend

Chapter 208 Street Murder
Bai Cha walked to the door of the elegant room, opened the bead curtain and looked inside. Lu Yu was making tea for the distinguished guests.

The distinguished guest sat on the tea chair with his back to the door, leaving only Bai Cha's back.

Although it is just a back view, it makes people feel the dignity and majesty of the owner.

"Madam, are you back?" Lu Yu spotted Bai Cha and quickly called him in.

The distinguished guest also turned to look over.

Bai Cha saw the distinguished guest's face. He was a man in his prime. His face showed the traces of time. Although he was no longer as handsome as when he was young, his calmness and dignity still made people dare not look at him.

The high nose and deep eyes show the beauty of the fusion of foreign ancestry. His eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss, shining with the light of wisdom. She has a calm and soft Yangui hairstyle, wrapped in a plain scarf, dressed in luxurious clothes, with a jade belt hanging from her waist, and cloud shoes on her feet. She exudes the aura of a hero all over her body.

"Langjun Wanfu Jinan." Bai Cha made a Wanfu gift.

The man stood up and returned the cross-hand salute: "I've heard about White Snake for a long time."

Lu Yule Taotao took the white tea and introduced to the distinguished guests: "I just used the sencha method to brew Mengding Mountain tea for my husband. Next, why don't I let my wife brew a pot of jasmine dragon pearl tea for my husband?"

"Nature is good."

Lu Yu's method of making tea includes roasting the tea cakes on the fire, which requires even heating and roasting the inside and outside; tencha, crushing the roasted tea cakes; Luocha, sifting the crushed tea; Sencha, Put the selected tea powder into boiling water and boil it; drink the tea and pour the boiled tea soup into a tea bowl for drinking.

Although the etiquette is complicated, it is full of a sense of ceremony, making those who watch the Sencha tea art feel awe-inspiring and feel their backs straighten up.

I don’t know what the white lady’s tea-making skills are like.

Bai Cha was invited by Lu Yu to demonstrate his tea art, so he was not shy and sat down where Lu Yu was just now.

The current Li Dynasty has gradually changed from traditional sitting on the floor to the use of taller seats with feet hanging down, and the design of furniture has also changed. When people in the Li Dynasty made tea, they sat on relatively high chairs and used correspondingly high tables.

Chairs and stools have gradually become popular nowadays. The height of tables and tables is based on the sitting surface, so the height of the seat and the table are consistent.

The tea maker sits with his feet down and his posture is upright, and the tea drinker also adopts the same sitting posture.

I saw Bai Cha taking out a few jasmine dragon beads from the tea tray.

Each Jasmine Dragon Pearl is as round as a pearl. The compact spherical tea leaves are decorated with jasmine petals, just like the fragrance of the Dragon Pearl, sealing the fragrance of spring.

The white tea lady takes the pot, which is oblate in shape, with a slightly narrow mouth and a wider body.

Pour the water, warm the pot first, then discard the water.

Add an appropriate amount of tea beads.

For the first brew, the water should be close to boiling and poured in at high speed to make the tea beads roll and release the aroma of the tea.

When the tea soup first emerges, the color is like light yellow milk, with a faint hint of green.

For the second flush, the water temperature drops slightly, and you slowly inject it. You will see the tea beads spread out and the roots of the tea leaves stretching, like peony buds waiting to bloom.

After three flushes, upon closer inspection, the brown color becomes darker, golden, clear and bright.

The jasmine dragon beads are gently placed in the cup, the leaf tips are slightly tilted, like a dragon playing with the beads.

The petals gradually open, the fragrance overflows, and the room is filled with fragrance.

When the tea is poured into the cup, the color of the soup gradually changes from thick to light, and finally settles on a light golden color that shines in the sun.

The White Tea Lady poured out a cup of tea for the distinguished guest. The distinguished guest took the cup and admired it carefully. He saw the tea leaves unfolding slowly, like blooming peonies. The fragrance of tea entered the nose, and it was so elegant and elegant that the guests were dumbfounded and speechless for a long time. They could only admire it.

"White Snake's tea art is truly extremely elegant. The fragrance of tea is light and elegant, like the breath of orchid, refreshing the heart and spleen; the tea soup is clear, like nectar and jade liquid, clearing the heart. And White Snake's technique is delicate, like flowing clouds and flowing water, Just right. The tea leaves unfold in the cup, just like the first bloom of peonies. Every process reveals the unique craftsmanship, which elevates tea tasting to an artistic realm. It is extraordinary and breathtaking. It can be called the masterpiece of tea. The ultimate, a treasure of art.”

The distinguished guest was generous with his compliments, and Lu Yu was so excited that he was even happier than if he had been praised.

Lu Yu's heart was racing with excitement, and his eyes were shining with excitement.

But the White Tea Lady just bowed slightly and said humbly: "The distinguished guest has given me too much praise. This is the duty of tea. It is my honor to be praised by you."

The distinguished guest has already stood up and is ready to leave.

Lu Yu, Bai Cha and his wife stood up to see each other off. The husband walked to the door of the elegant room, turned around, and said with a meaningful smile: "Xiang Ming Ya Shu lives up to his reputation. You two are about to have a great time."

With that said, he walked away with his head held high.

Lu Yu felt confused: "Madam, this husband is so interesting!"

"What he said is true. This person is truly an honored guest."

Bai Cha's words fell into Lu Yu's ears, making him even more confused.

However, he quickly put this matter aside and asked Bai Chadao: "Madam, has Xuan Feng been found?"

"Still looking."

Xuanfeng didn't find out about it, some people were happy and some were sad.

Xiao Qing sat behind the counter, staring blankly at the street outside through the carved window lattice of the teahouse. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her melancholy face, reflecting a subtle hint of anxiety and helplessness.

Xuanfeng has not returned for a long time, which makes Xiaoqing feel uneasy like never before.

In the teahouse, Momo and Lily were like two hard-working bees, shuttling among the bustling guests. Their foreheads were already covered with fine beads of sweat. Amidst the aroma of tea, the two people complained one after another. Although they were careful, the dissatisfaction spread inadvertently.

"Really, where did Brother Xuanfeng go?" Lily complained to Momo in a low voice while pouring tea for a table of guests.

"Who knows? If he doesn't come back, I think the teahouse's business will be affected." Momo wiped her forehead, her tone full of worry.

At this moment, Ji Lan walked out of the back hall. She clapped her hands gently to signal the sisters to be quiet.

"Two sisters, thank you for your hard work. You two go to the back and take a rest. I will take care of it here." Although Ji Lan's voice was soft, there was no doubt about it.

Momo and Lily looked at each other. They knew that Ji Lan had always taken good care of them, much better than the irritable Xiao Qing. Now that she said so, they no longer insisted. The two sighed softly, nodded gratefully to Ji Lan, and then retreated to the back hall.

Ji Lan quickly rolled up her sleeves and began to direct several waiters. Her movements were skillful and methodical. The guests were attracted by her aura and cast admiring glances.

It doesn't look like she's just a waiter at all, she looks more like the hostess of this teahouse.

Xiaoqing couldn't help but feel uncomfortable seeing Ji Lan being so capable.

Time passed by, and the hustle and bustle in the teahouse gradually subsided, and the night was like ink, and the lights were dim. Xiao Qing was still sitting there, as if he had become a lifeless statue. Ji Lan came over and gently put his hand on her shoulder.

"Xiaoqing, you have to believe Xuanfeng, he will be fine." Ji Lan's voice was gentle but firm.

Xiaoqing came to her senses, shook off Ji Lan's hand on her shoulder, cursed: "Hypocritical!" and turned around and left.

Xiaoqing walked to the backyard and saw Momolili playing by the well, so she scolded you: "Idle idlers, Xiangming Yasu doesn't care for idlers!"

"You only talk about others, why not look at yourself and see who is more idle than the other!"

"Yes."

The two sisters have become bolder. Xiaoqing is depressed: "Who gave you two the confidence? Isn't it the opposite?"

"Don't be too quick to rebel. In this teahouse, except for Mr. Lu and Mrs. White, everyone is a little sister. Who is more noble than the other?"

When Xiaoqing heard this, he couldn't hold back his temper anymore.

Momo and Lily showed no intention of calming down at all. They continued to provoke her with every sentence, and at the end they said: "If you are so worried about Xuanfeng, go to the streets to find him yourself!"

When Bai Cha cleaned up the private room on the second floor and came downstairs, sisters Ji Lan and Jasmine were the only ones left in the lobby, and Xiao Qing was nowhere to be seen.

"Why are there only three of you? Where is Xiaoqing?" Bai Cha asked.

Momo and Lily shrank behind Ji Lan with a guilty conscience.

Ji Lan stepped forward and said to Bai Cha with a smile: "White Lady, don't be angry, Qing Lady has gone to the street."

"What is Xiaoqing doing on the street at this hour?"

"She said she went to find Xuanfeng."

Why is this Xiaoqing so reckless? It's dark at night and there's a curfew in Chang'an City.

Bai Cha felt bad in his heart.

……

After the curfew, the streets of Chang'an City were deserted.

Occasionally, a night watchman would carry a lantern and bang his bamboo stick to announce peace.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the palace are mottled, like quiet ink paintings.

The city gates were closed and heavily guarded, with only the occasional sound of horse hooves breaking the tranquility.

The streets of Chang'an late at night are quiet and dark. Li Laosi held a wind lantern and patrolled the neighborhood he was responsible for. Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by an unusual spot on the street corner ahead - a figure lying on the ground, with vendors' goods scattered beside it, which looked particularly desolate.

Li Laosi hurriedly approached and saw a vendor lying next to his stall, with a bruised face, blood foam at the corner of his mouth, and a painful expression.

He knelt down to check and found two obvious bite marks on the vendor's arm. His heart sank, and he knew this was no ordinary case. He immediately blew the police whistle, summoned other police officers, and sent someone to notify Jingzhao Mansion.

Soon, the boss of Jingzhao Mansion arrived in a hurry. They carefully inspected the body and asked Li Laosi carefully about the circumstances of the scene where he found it. Wu Zuo shook his head and said firmly: "This man was bitten to death by a snake."

Li Laosi frowned. Although Chang'an City is big, there are few snakes in the city, let alone in a busy market. He asked: "What kind of snake is it? Why is it here?"

Wuzuo pointed to the bite mark and said, "Looking at the wound, it must have been caused by a highly venomous snake. Moreover, this snake is not native to the local area and is extremely rare."

Li Laosi was shocked. The case became more complicated and confusing. He ordered people to cordon off the scene and personally led a team to search for possible snake dens or escape routes nearby. However, there was nothing to be found except a few panicked stray dogs and cats.

The case was strange, so Li Laosi decided to start with the life trajectory of the deceased. He knocked on the doors of surrounding shops and households and learned that the deceased's name was Wang Er. He was a hawker in this area. He sold groceries on weekdays, was kind to others, and had no enemies.

Li Laosi returned to the scene and observed carefully. He found something unusual in Wang Er's stall - several exquisite bamboo baskets containing various herbs. He picked up a handful of herbs and smelled them, only to feel a spicy smell coming to his nose.

"Where do these herbs come from?" Li Laosi asked the vendors around him.

"Wang Er often goes to the mountains and forests south of the city to collect medicine." An old woman who knew about it said.

Li Laosi's heart moved. Could it be that this snake was brought from the mountains and forests?

The government officials of Jingzhao Mansion have already taken charge of the murder case. Li Laosi and his men no longer need to stay at the scene. They are preparing to continue patrolling Liquanfang when a black shadow flashes in front of them.

The agility of his movements is astonishing.

"Chase!" Mr. Li shouted and took the lead in rushing towards the mysterious figure. The shops on both sides of the street have long been closed, and only sporadic lights shine through the cracks in the doors, adding a bit of a strange atmosphere to the chase.

The shadow seemed to have achieved great success, but Li Laosi and his men were in hot pursuit. Finally, in a deep alley, Li Laosi caught up with the black figure. He stretched out his big hand and grasped it firmly. However, when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but froze.

"Qing Niangzi?" Li Laosi asked in surprise. He felt that the woman in front of him looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he finally remembered that she was the young lady next to the White Lady in the Lu Yu Caotang, and they were sisters to the White Lady.

"Master Li, it's me." Xiao Qing lowered her head, her voice trembling.

"Why did you go to the streets in violation of the curfew?" Li Laosi asked seriously, raising the lantern in his hand to illuminate Xiaoqing's face. However, when the light of the lantern shone on Xiao Qing's face, Li Laosi was shocked.

I saw traces of blood on the corners of Xiaoqing's lips. The blood had not yet dried and was dripping along the corners of her lips. This sudden sight made Li Laosi feel nervous. What is going on?

However, something happened that shocked him even more. Xiaoqing suddenly twisted her body nervously, trying to break free from Li Laosi's restraints. Under Li Laosi's shocked eyes, Xiao Qing's body began to deform, eventually turning into a huge green snake demon.

"Monster!" Li Laosi and his men were so frightened that they opened their mouths wide and stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence.

Although they had heard of the legend of the snake demon, this was the first time they had seen it with their own eyes.

Seeing this, Xiaoqing hurriedly took back her original form and returned to her human form. She explained anxiously: "Master Li, I didn't violate the curfew on purpose. I really had something to do. As for the blood on my face, that's... that's..."

Xiaoqing hesitated, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and flew away.

"Xiangming Yaxu" There was an urgent knock on the door.

A knock on the door woke Lu Yu up. Lu Yu sat up but found that White Snake was not in bed.

"Madam, madam..."

Lu Yu shouted several times, but there was no response from Bai Cha. He had no choice but to put on his clothes and get out of bed to see who was knocking on the door.

Lu Yu walked out of the room sleepily, and Ji Lan had also walked over.

"Mr. Lu, there is a knock on the door outside."

"I heard."

With that said, the two of them went to open the door together.

Lu Yu was surprised to see Li Laosi and his men with dark faces standing outside the door.