Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　He grabbed a few and rubbed them in his hand. After feeling the hardness of the cardamom, he put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and nodded:

　　"The time is a little different. It has been soaked for 5 days, right? In winter, try to use it for 6 to 7 days, because the weather is cold and the taste is slow."

　　"Well."

　　Hearing this, Gao Yuanyuan walked up to him, grabbed Wu Shaobai's wrist and put it in front of his nose, sniffed, and asked:

　　"Is it because of this... a little sour taste?":

　　"Yes. If the cardamom is successfully processed, it will not have this spicy taste like turmeric, but will produce a very soft fragrance. When you can't smell this sour taste, then it means that it will be dry after drying. That's all it takes without the spicy taste. Take it back and soak it for another day or two."

　　"Mmmmm~"

　　Gao Yuanyuan nodded, walked back to the ear room, put the dustpan and cardamom back into a small jar, covered it tightly, and then walked out.

　　"Come on, I'll show you the yard."

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai's mouth twitched.

　　"Sister, I have been to this courtyard many times."

　　"Oh yes... Hee hee, I forgot about it. But let's take a look at it too. I've been cleaning up here for the past two days. Many things in this place have to be changed, but I think the tea room has a special ancient charm. Keep it. It's cold, it might snow today, let's go have tea."

　　Saying that, Gao Yuanyuan grabbed his wrist and walked directly towards a wing of the courtyard. .

Chapter 740

　　The position of this tea house is not the front, but the side.

　　That is to say, after entering the door, the tea seat is not facing the door, and the entire table is placed horizontally in the room next to the window.

　　The tea house is not big, and there are some express boxes and sundries inside.

　　But what attracts the most attention is the complete set of "Kaori" on the small shelf next to the tea table, as well as an unfolded notebook in front of the table, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the small table next to it.

　　Although he couldn't see the content clearly, Wu Shaobai could clearly see the graceful font above.

　　Seems to be a note.

　　Then, he saw inside the inkstone on the small table, the ink was not dry yet, and the table was full of copybooks made of rice paper.

　　The copybook is full of big and small "Yong" characters.

　　This is a character that must be practiced by people who practice calligraphy, because this character contains almost all the strokes in calligraphy. As long as you can write this character well and know how to write it, you will naturally be able to write your own style.

　　People like Wu Shaobai also wrote at least [-] to [-] characters for Yong.

　　And Gao Yuanyuan seemed to have put a lot of effort into it, and there was just a thick pile of rice paper with ink on the table.

　　"You were practicing calligraphy just now?"

　　he asked.

　　"Yes, I like your cursive script, I like it very much, and I want to copy it, but after asking the teacher, the teacher said that it is best not to choose cursive script for the entry of calligraphy. You must have your own style before you can choose the font you like to copy, so Practice with this."

　　Gao Yuanyuan said with a smile, walked to the tea table, and laboriously picked up a stove that had been filled with carbon from the ground.

　　When Wu Shaobai saw it, he smiled and asked:

　　"Good guy, a small red clay stove? It's elegant."

　　Gao Yuanyuan nodded:

　　"The heating in all the houses will be rebuilt in the spring of next year, so I didn't use the induction cooker. I use this heating belt for heating, not to mention... This boiled water is really a bit different from an electric kettle."

　　As she spoke, she took a long match and stuffed it into the innermost part along the gap of the charcoal.

　　The alcohol block buried in it was instantly ignited, and then there was a slight smell of red phosphorus and sulfur in the match.

　　Wu Shaobai pushed open a crack in the window:

　　"Then pay attention to ventilation, carbon monoxide poisoning is very dangerous."

　　"Don't worry, I know."

　　As she spoke, she looked at several pots of different materials on the table, looked at the tea leaves, and said:

　　"Is it okay to drink phoenix dancon?"

　　"Row."

　　Wu Shaobai didn't pick either, sat on the chair and picked up the notebook in front of her. After discovering that it was filled with some spice notes, he nodded:

　　"Sister, it seems that you really worked hard."

　　"Sure."

　　Gao Yuanyuan glanced at him angrily:

　　"Since you do it, then do it wholeheartedly, right?"

　　"Well, isn't this a side business?"

　　"You have to pay attention to your side business. Isn't your cross talk also a side business? I learned from you. So next year, except for one movie, I will not accept other film appointments~"

　　"what?"

　　Wu Shaobai was stunned.

　　"No answer?"

　　"Well... I've been tired for the past two years, so I'll take a break. Next year, I plan to learn from behind you every day. When you say I can be a teacher, I'm coming out for a show, how about it? Master."

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai rolled his eyes and said amusingly:

　　"Okay, mother."

　　"Hee hee hee~ Fuck you, it's not serious."

　　"Ha~"

　　Wu Shaobai, who made a joke, leaned back on the chair and let out a long breath.

　　"Huh... I'm a little uncomfortable when I'm suddenly idle."

　　"It's time for you to take a break. You can't be busy all the time, right? Every day you go to school, practice medicine, or cross talk. Every day you hit the back of your head with your feet. What? Just take a good rest at this juncture~ Don't you say it yourself, you can't use up everything, it's too much. Right?"

　　"……Um."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"The main thing is to suddenly relax and not get used to it. Hey, it's alright, it's not bad. But I always feel... As soon as Xiao Tong left, the brothers also went home, and suddenly they felt so bored. "

　　"You're almost done."

　　Gao Yuanyuan rolled his eyes:

　　"I'm here with you, and you tell me you're bored... are you bored? Come on."

　　"Snapped."

　　A roll of rice paper was placed in front of him.

　　"??what?"

　　"I always feel that my writing is not smooth these days, but my calligraphy teacher has also returned to his hometown to celebrate the New Year. No one teaches me, you come."

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　　"Uh...good!"

　　Anyway, I was idle. Wu Shaobai simply nodded. After standing up, he unfolded the rice paper, while Gao Yuanyuan picked up a paperweight and flattened the rice paper. Then he heard Wu Shaobai say:

　　"First of all, you can't do this table. This is a tea table. Although the height is suitable, it is not in a stable position. It is such a narrow piece. It's okay to write in lowercase letters, but it's a little bit worse for practicing calligraphy. I really want to. If you want to practice, you need to get a bigger table and a flatter table.”

　　"Uh-huh."

　　Gao Yuanyuan nodded, then pointed to the inkstone:

　　"Smoothing."

　　"...Yes, mother."

　　"Hee hee~"

　　Wu Shaobai began to grind ink, while Gao Yuanyuan suddenly asked with a fine hair:

…

　　"Eh? What do you think we're talking about?"

　　"What do you say?"

　　"Look, if we change our positions, will I be considered a sweetheart?"

　　"Well……"

　　Wu Shaobai thought for a while and nodded;