Chapter 202 I'll return the tea to you
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Jiang Mansion Tea House.
After being beaten with a few sticks, He Yushi had to persuade Jiang Sima reluctantly.
"Don't argue with a child. You are still good, but you just can't read poetry. My daughter is even worse. It's like asking her to read some books. She only knows how to draw eyebrows and eyes all day long. Can good-looking things be eaten as food?"
Jiang Sima combed his hair. Although his hair was messy, it was still very good-looking.
You can eat with rice just by looking at it.
Good-looking things can sometimes be eaten as food.
He sighed, "I beat her, not because she can't read, she knows, she knows everything, but she doesn't study hard, she deliberately irritates me, you don't know, the three-piece toiletries, the clean room, the slippers, pajamas, cotton robes, etc., are all made by her, her brain is better than my father and I combined, as long as it is something that makes life comfortable, she can come up with a flower, for example, for bathing, she can make a shower, let the copperware bloom like flowers, just so that you can take a hot bath, don't have to do it yourself."
He Yushi: ...
So I was really scolding the child, you are here to show off.
It's late at night, what's the big deal.
"Where is the shower? There is no one in the Yushi suite?" He Yushi couldn't help but point.
"It's not ready yet, it's a bit complicated, I made two at home first, if you're interested, you can try it tomorrow."
"Brother Jiang, you can't hit her with a stick, it's easy to hurt people, you should use bamboo sticks, the kind with fine and dense branches, hit the skin, the pain will be widespread, and it's not easy to get hurt." He Yushi touched his leg and suggested sincerely.
Jiang Changtian smiled awkwardly, although he took the stick, he didn't really hit her, his girl was so cute, how could he bear to hit her, he was just angry, at most he would pull a handful of her hair, he wouldn't hit her, wasn't it just a coincidence tonight.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother He, this tea tonight is really good. It was also prepared by my Mianmian. She selected hundreds of tea trees, and finally chose a tree, planted and cared for it herself, and picked it on a specific day every year. It tastes sweet and refreshing, and less than one kilogram a year. It was because you blocked a beating for her tonight that I was able to collect it from her. It can be said that I benefited from you. I must taste it well."
He Yushi:...
Bah!
It is popular to make Kung Fu tea in Beijing, and He Yushi can make it.
But there are a few more things in Jingzhou. There are
also tea rules, fairness, tea strainers, and tea needles.
Small scales for weighing.
Seeing Jiang Er weighing only five cents of tea leaves, He Yushi became more and more displeased with him.
It's a pity to waste a good face. It's annoying to look at him.
Jiang Changtian weighed the tea and brewed it slowly.
He was not talking nonsense, this tea was really good.
He would not brew it for others easily.
He took it out because he thought He Yushi was useful, must be very useful and valuable.
Jiang Changtian was a person who basically did not engage in useless socializing.
He was friendly to outsiders, this person must be useful. At other times, he would rather spend time with his family, even if a young lady grabbed his hair angrily, he would be happy.
The small charcoal fire was burning, the spring water was boiling, brewing the curled tea leaves, watching the leaves unfold, the tea water turned light green, and the fragrance filled the air.
"Many people wash the tea before brewing it, and pour out the first batch of tea, but this tea is really precious and rare, so when I brew it, I don't pour it out, you can drink it directly."
Jiang Changtian held a small cup with a small clip, and put it in front of He Yushi with half a sip of tea before taking a sip.
He Yushi was speechless. It was such a small cup, it was precious, it was delicious, the customer waited for a long time, and he drank it before he could even rinse his teeth.
Forget it, I got beaten for no reason.
The current emperor dislikes him, but he has never beaten him.
Thinking about it, I feel a loss, this tea smells really good.
He Yushi took the hot small cup and drank it in one gulp. He felt a warm current flowing down his throat, and his pores seemed to stretch, and he suddenly became energetic.
He Yushi's eyes widened. Is this a normal good tea?
Then what did they drink before ? He
was eagerly waiting for the next cup. Seeing Jiang Er still rinsing the cup with water, he said, "Pour it quickly...
He didn't mind throwing away the cup he had drunk from, so he didn't need to rinse it."
Seeing Jiang Er carefully pick up another half cup with a pair of tongs, he became anxious. He
wanted to pour himself a big cup and drink it directly.
This is elegant, but it really makes people anxious.
Another cup went down his throat, and finally all the teeth in his mouth were rinsed.
The fragrance lingered in his mouth.
A real fragrance lingered in his mouth.
He Yushi thought of the Yushi Suite that cost one thousand taels a night, and ordered again: "This tea is good, better than the tea in the Yushi Suite."
Jiang Changtian smiled and said: "Of course, the tea in the Yushi Suite is also picked from the mist of the mountains, but you can buy it if you have money. The tea at home is grown by my daughter herself, and you can't buy it even if you have money."
He Yushi: ... I don't have money.
Next, drink the tea seriously.
Watching Jiang Er make tea seriously, well, with Jiang Sima's looks, it is indeed something that money can't buy to drink a sip of the tea he made himself.
This little five-cent tea tastes better and better.
I even feel drunk.
I was sweating from head to toe.
And I felt a little tipsy.
It's simply amazing.
I have lived for most of my life, but I have never tasted such delicious tea.
He Yushi felt that Jiang Er was right about one thing, his daughter really knows how to enjoy life, and she is gifted in all aspects of improving the quality of life.
She drank too much tea, got tipsy, and was drunk.
He Yushi woke up the next day and was stunned by the fresh girl from the Jiang family who came forward to pay respects to her master.
He looked at Jiang Er wearing a white robe, looking refreshed.
He Yushi frowned and said, "Aren't you going to the government office today?"
Jiang Er smiled and said, "Today is a day off. In the Jingzhou government office, we work five days a week and rest two days a week. It is very humane. We have to work for the people and for our families. Our families are also the people."
Jiang Mianmian looked innocent. Who could have known that she would wake up and find another teacher?
She just couldn't believe that her father would not give up after all her efforts.
She really didn't want to be a female talent or an outstanding young woman. She had made enough money in her last life and wanted to lie down in this life. She could lie down however she wanted.
Looking at the smart and quick-witted Uncle He in front of her, Jiang Mianmian put on a sweet smile and handed him a bag of tea.
This is really good tea. She had dripped a drop of Lingquan on it, but later she found many ants crawling there, so she didn't dare to mess around.
He Yushi wanted to shirk his debt, but when he saw the bag of tea,
he couldn't help but accepted it. He
accepted the tea and also accepted a student.
In fact, when it comes to teaching students, he is still experienced.
After all, the He family has several top scholars.
He didn't believe that he couldn't deal with a child.
A young girl, a piece of cake.
But thinking of the translation of "逝者如流" that Jiang Er talked about last night, he became a little cautious.
He said, "I am very strict in accepting students. I will test you with questions. If you can pass, it won't be too late for you to become my disciple."
Jiang Mianmian nodded obediently.
He Yushi thought that the questions Jiang Er asked yesterday were about the Analects of Confucius. The little girl must have learned the Analects, so he would focus on the Analects and let the little girl write the translation.
As long as it was almost right, he would take the bag of tea.
The questions He Yushi asked were very simple, without any unfamiliar ones.
The main point was to let her off.
Jiang Mianmian looked at the question and tried hard to recall the content of "The Analects". She didn't want to learn from Uncle He, as Uncle He looked very thin in hair.
He Yushi had breakfast at the Jiang family.
The breakfast was delicious, and the noodles were so chewy. He liked them very much.
He liked noodles.
After eating, he touched his greasy mouth and went to check the students' homework.
Jiang Er actually accompanied him in person.
He Yushi thought to himself, it's okay, don't worry, I won't hit your child.
Pushing open the door of the study, I saw a girl, with her back straight, writing seriously. The way she held the brush was also very beautiful, and she wrote one stroke at a time, looking very well behaved.
He Yushi thought to himself, Jiang Er is too doting on his child. The child would go up and down the roof in front of him, but she wouldn't have this problem if she did it herself.
You see, this is not very good, very well behaved.
The translation was also written.
He Yushi picked it up and looked at it gently:
"The Master
didn't say a word, and those who used strange strength would become insane. Translation: Confucius didn't need to say a word, and those who used strange strength would become insane. If
I hear
the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening. Translation: If I find out the way to your house in the morning, you will die in the evening. Since you
are here, make peace with it.
Translation: Since you are here, bury you here. Time flies like an
arrow, and it never leaves day or night.
Translation: The dead person is like my husband, he is like him during the day and he is like him at night.
Whatever Boya thinks, Zhong Ziqi must get it.
Translation: Boya thought to himself, he must get Zhong Ziqi.
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He Yushi's cheeks twitched back and forth, and he reluctantly took out the bag of tea from his body and returned it to Jiang Er: "I can't teach you, I really can't teach you, I admit defeat, and I will return the tea to you. ”
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(Note 1, the funny translation comes from online jokes.)
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