Chapter 41
Bai Yexi finished his tea and looked at Jin Chaochao, "I'm going out for a walk!"
Jin Chaochao immediately ordered, "Take Si Mingye to the bookstore and pick out some books he likes. I will teach him the knowledge in the textbooks later."
Si Mingye stood up obediently and followed Bai Yexi away.
After the two men left, there were only two people left in the store.
Jin Chaochao looked at Zhang Yihua again, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Zhang Yihua pointed at the empty cup.
Although the tea is good, it also depends on who brews it.
Si Mingye's skills were obviously not as proficient as Jin Chaochao's, and the tea didn't taste as fragrant as the one she brewed.
Jin Chaochao was just about to pick up the Qingbai Lu to make him another cup.
Zhang Yihua spoke again, "I prefer snow tea!"
Jin Chaochao paused, picked up the can of snow tea next to her, and laughed, "You have good taste. This Snow Tea was picked during the cold and snowy spring of that year. I traveled thousands of miles to the tea garden in Jibei to pick it. It was exposed to the cold and frost, and I used a special processing method. It is less bitter and more sweet."
When you drink it, you'll feel a refreshing taste after all the bitterness.
There were only a few cans sealed in total, and once they were finished, they were gone.
The cold spring weather during Qingming Festival is not a good thing.
That's the kind of weather that only occurs in years of disaster.
She likes this tea and doesn't expect to get it again in the future.
She handed the brewed snow tea to Zhang Yihua.
He picked up the teacup and sipped it slowly.
Jin Chaochao was not in a hurry. She waited until he finished his tea before speaking, "Isn't Mr. Zhang busy today?"
Zhang Yihua glanced at the mobile phone next to him and saw two missed calls.
He smiled and said calmly: "Not busy!"
Jin Chaochao smiled, "Does Mr. Zhang have anything else to say?"
She felt that words that were too euphemistic would be useless to him.
Zhang Yihua looked at her tea leaves and said, "Miss Jin's tea leaves are very good. Can I exchange some?"
Jin Chaochao knew this would happen. She squinted her eyes and smiled, unable to help but complain about Zhang Yihua, the old fox.
It's just tea. Since he said so, she had to give him some no matter how stingy she was.
"It's too polite to say we can exchange some. This snow tea is rare. I'll give you two taels. You have to keep it well." Jin Chaochao took a white jade tea can.
Divide 2 taels of snow tea into just enough to fill a can.
She handed the white jade tea can to Zhang Yihua, "After you finish your tea, don't throw away the can. This cold jade is the best container for tea."
This white jade jar is made of top-grade cold jade. It is more valuable than a big-bellied vase of blue and white porcelain.
It was used to store tea, and only the extremely extravagant royal family would do so.
Zhang Yihua took the tea can and a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.
This Jin Chaochao is really extravagant.
Antiques that are rarely seen in museums can be seen everywhere in the store, and the tea cans that are given to others are also made of cold jade.
Jin Chaochao looked up at Zhang Yihua again, "Does Mr. Zhang have anything else to say?"
Zhang Yihua smiled slightly, "Since Miss Jin gave me tea, I will also give Miss Jin a gift."
Jin Chaochao saw that he had nothing in his hands.
He smiled and stood up. "I'll have someone deliver the gift later. I hope Miss Jin and I can become friends."
Jin Chaochao immediately said politely: "Mr. Zhang, you don't have to be so polite. We are already friends, aren't we?"
Zhang Yihua nodded with satisfaction, smiled happily, and left the shop holding the tea can.
As soon as he left, a woman with a child came into the shop.
She poked her head in, and when she saw Jin Chaochao, she said with a smile on her face, "Hello, is the fortune teller here?"
She went shopping with her six-year-old son today and suddenly saw a fortune-telling shop. She wanted to go in and take a look.
Jin Chaochao stood up and said in a gentle tone, "I am the fortune teller in the store. Do you need anything?"
The woman was wearing a black dress and a green gemstone necklace around her neck. She spoke softly and gently, and her eyes were clear when she looked at people.
When she heard that Jin Chaochao was a fortune teller, she glanced at her son and hesitated for a long time, as if she had been struggling in her heart for a very long time.
She took her son's hand and walked forward, saying to Jin Chaochao, "Sir, my son is six years old and still can't speak. We have seen a doctor, and the doctor said that there is no problem with the development of his vocal cords. We have also sought help from several monks in the temples and tried various methods, but nothing worked. Can you calculate what is going on with my child?"
Jin Chaochao asked her to sit down with the child.
She poured the woman a cup of tea and said, "Okay, sit down first. I'll show the kid."
She moved a stool and sat down next to the child.
Her hand rested on the top of his head, and in an instant she entered the child's sea of consciousness.
Golden waves surged in his sea of consciousness, and as soon as she entered, she was repelled by an invisible force.
She was in a trance for a moment and didn't come back to her senses.
The woman looked at Jin Chaochao worriedly, "Sir, you don't look right. Is there something wrong with my child?"
Jin Chaochao held her forehead with her slender fingers and quickly came back to her senses from her daze.
She looked at the woman and said, "The child is fine. Write down his name and date of birth for me."
This child is not simple. Even at such a young age, his sea of consciousness is filled with golden waves.
In addition to wise men, great scholars, and saints who have this phenomenon since childhood, only great figures who make significant contributions in some important field in the future will have such momentum.
Logically speaking, this child should not be unable to speak.
The woman handed her birth date to Jin Chaochao.
After reading it, Jin Chaochao suddenly understood.
"There is no problem with your son's birth date and horoscope. The key is the name." Jin Chaochao looked at the three words on the paper.
Qian Xianjun, the word "Xianjun" is not suitable as a name.
Upon hearing this, the woman immediately explained, "I had a dream the night before I gave birth to him. I dreamed of a fairy handing a child to me. When I woke up, I had a stomachache and gave birth to him soon after."
She thought that this child was given to her by the gods.
It must be an immortal in heaven.
So he was given this name.
Jin Chaochao explained: "Since he is the child given to you by the gods, his destiny is naturally arranged. Your name, Immortal Lord, has revealed the secret of heaven and ruined his way, so it will naturally backfire on the child."
The woman was stunned for a moment, looking at her son's silent expression, and she was half-believing and half-doubting what Jin Chaochao said.
Jin Chaochao let go of the child and suggested, "Change his name!"
The woman thought for a long time and nodded solemnly, "I'll listen to you and give it a try!"
After all, there is no other way.
If Jin Chaochao's new name doesn't work, the worst that can happen is that she can change it back.
As for what to change the name.
She looked at Jin Chaochao again, "Should I go back and discuss this name with my family before changing it, or can you help me change it?"
Jin Chaochao smiled: "It's all right!"
The woman looked at her son, then at Jin Chaochao.
Although the girl in front of me is young, she gives people an indescribable sense of intimacy, which makes people want to believe her.
"Then please help me choose a name for my son, sir." The woman spoke with determination.
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