"Hmph! Finally, I'm willing to come here?" Mr. Lu was wearing a festive dress. His wife, Mrs. Qin and her concubine Ya Niang were both there. When Cao Yi was brought in by the servant, Ya Niang was ordering tea. Cao Yi followed the juniors to pay tribute to him one by one, and then he heard Mr. Lu's questioning.

Cao Yi smiled embarrassedly, signaled to Mr. Lu to Ya Niang who was making tea, and said softly: "When Aunt Ya finishes ordering tea, it will be not too late for Mr. Lu to talk again."

Mr. Lu snorted coldly, but he still looked at Ya Niang as he said. At this time, Ya Niang was about to make the paste and was planning to inject boiling water into it. The tea drinking method of this era has developed the tea-making method of this dynasty from the method of sing tea in the Tang Dynasty. If sing tea is more important than skill, then sing tea is more important than artistic conception. Generally speaking, the steps of tea-making method are complicated, the tea-making action must be standardized, and it requires more aesthetics. The requirements for the utensils and utensils are also very high, and they must be exquisite and elegant. Therefore, they are loved by high-ranking officials and nobles in this era. It is also an entertainment way for literati and Ya Gu to enjoy life and gather friends to communicate.

The method of making tea not only requires continuous practice by tea-sampling people to order a bowl of good tea, but the secret lies in the coordination of the two hands, which really responds to the saying "There is nothing else, you can only be familiar with it!"

First, dry the tea cake, crush it, grind it into powder, then put the tea pulp in a tea bowl, inject a small amount of boiling water into a paste, which is what I mentioned before, and then inject boiling water, and stir it with a tea ripped so that the tea pulp floats up and forms a porridge noodles. This tea rip is actually similar to the bamboo brush in the brush pot, just to mix and blend the tea pulp with water, just like the egg white and egg yolk fully blend it, so that it can foam and flowers. This step is also called "transferring rip". After the tea is finished, the tea soup should be divided into cups for people to drink, one spoonful at a time, and the foam of each cup of tea soup should be evenly, and tea etiquette should be carried out when dividing tea, which is more elegant and interesting.

After a while, Ya Niang had finished ordering the tea. At this time, the maid gave Cao Yi a cup and Cao Yi took it with a smile. The white foam in this tea cup was floating on the tea soup like the cappuccino coffee that later generations drank, like the sparse stars and light moons, which was very beautiful. Cao Yi took a big sip and praised: "Aunt Ya's tea art is really a feast of sensory, full of color, fragrance, taste, taste, smell, and smell. I really want to run here when I have time, so that I can have more opportunities to drink Aunt Ya's tea in the future."

"Hmph! Don't be slick, let's say these words to you, Miss Yu Xuanji! You always say that you will come over as soon as you have time. Why don't you come over after school in Jiangning Prefecture School?" Obviously, Mr. Lu still remembers the grudge. At this time, Cao Yi immediately came over.

Cao Yi had no choice but to look at Mrs. Qin and Ya Niang as if asking for help. Mrs. Qin smiled slightly and said softly: "Official, don't blame Cao Yi. If he doesn't come, you will talk to him every day. When he comes, he keeps talking to him in person. If you really tell him to leave, you should talk to him again!"

When Cao Yi heard this, he smiled at Mrs. Qin and secretly gave a thumbs up to Mrs. Qin. The master's wife said something so good! However, Mr. Lu looked at her in a straight way. Mr. Lu smiled angrily: "Single!"

"Hehe, Mr. Lu, please calm down. I have been here several times this year, but every time I blocked you at the door and didn't let me in. I just wanted to come."

Cao Yi delivered the gift at this time, and the one who gave it to Mr. Lu was the same as ten small jars of green lotus wine and two hundred rich eggs, and they were given to two.

The master's wife had ten pieces of Baihua soap each. She said with a smile: "Two master's wife, this is the Baihua soap we just developed. It is tempered by collecting the Baihua fragrance dew. It has a stronger fragrance than the previous "Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, Chrysanthemum, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter". It also adds milk to the soap, which is more effective in whitening and maintenance of the skin. This has not been sold to the public yet. I will take it here to honor the two master's wives first!"

Mrs. Qin and Aunt Ya were obviously very satisfied with Cao Yi's words "two master's wives". This means that they want to get close to them and they will say that if they really treat them as elders, not to mention that even though they are old, women love beauty regardless of age. Now Cao Yi has sent soap that has better effect than before. The most important thing is that it has not been sold to the public, and the two of them are given priority. In this way, they will use this Baihua soap as a topic of conversation, and at that time, it will definitely attract the envy of those noble ladies.

Both of them smiled happily, and Mrs. Qin said, "Good kid, I'll come here as soon as I come. What other gifts are there?"

"Give it to the elders, it should be, it should be!" Cao Yi also responded with a smile. The atmosphere on Mr. Lu's side was quickly disintegrated from the inside. Now Cao Yi and his two master's wives have formed a united front, and Mr. Lu even wants to scold him.

"I heard that what you gave to Yang Mausoleum was a picture of Li Sixun's "A Breeze and Bright Moon" and a picture of the words "One shoulder bright moon, two sleeves clean breeze". Why, when you come to me, it's just some ordinary things sold in your store?" Lv Lao said sourly.

"Haha, Mr. Lu, I am your student. I will see you every day in Jiangning Academy in the future. Are you worried about not having any gifts?" Cao Yi said obediently.

"Official, you are so old, you are still making trouble with a fifteen-year-old child, and you are not afraid of laughing at me!" Mrs. Qin said with a smile.

"What a young man? I'm still young. Lian Po was 78 years old and was still the prime minister. Feng Tang was in his 90s and was recommended. I was only 61 years old. Besides, Cao Yi was already sixteen after the New Year..." Old Lu muttered angrily.

"Your official, you, a sixty-one year old, why are you angry with a sixteen-year-old?" Mrs. Qin pretended to be angry.

"Haha, Mr. Qin, if you don't dislike me, then I'll write one more. No, write two words for you. Do you think it's feasible?" Cao Yi smiled hard at Mr. Lu and said with a pleasing smile.

Mr. Lu gestured to the maid on the side with his eyes, but the maid did not understand Mr. Lu's meaning. Mr. Lu was anxious there, but in the end, Ya Niang couldn't bear to see it anymore. She covered her mouth and smiled secretly to bring a pen, ink, paper and ink for Cao Yi.

When Cao Yi met such a childish teacher, he could only smile bitterly and shook his head and lifted his pen to write. Mr. Lu couldn't stand it and sat there slowly drinking some tea. Ya Niang stood beside Cao Yi and watched Cao Yi write. She had long heard his officials praise Cao Yi's calligraphy and poetry. Now, just watching Cao Yi write the three words "Yong Yu Le" and feel magnificent and grand. It is really a masterpiece.

"The world of eternal powers, heroes are found in Sun Zhongmou. The dance pavilions and singing platforms are always blown away by the rain and wind. The setting sun is grass and trees, ordinary alleys and streets, and human beings say that the slaves once lived. I remember that back then, the golden swords and iron horses were swallowing thousands of miles like tigers... Yuanjia grass sealed the wolf and lived in the cliff, winning the north. Sixty-one years, I still remember the beacon fire and the swallow clouds. It is worth looking back,

Under the Foli Temple, there is a piece of sacred crow club drum. Who asked, Lian Po is old, can he still eat?" Ya Niang stood beside the desk written by Cao Yi. Basically, Cao Yi wrote a sentence, and she recited it. Although she was a female streamer, she read it strongly and imposingly.

When Mr. Lu almost stood up when he read "I remembered that back then, I was so angry that I could not help but walk over to see it." Finally, he sat down slowly, but with his head high, he kept looking at the paper that Cao Yi was writing. After Cao Yi finished writing, he couldn't help but say, "Ya Niang, come and read it for me, so that I can see if Cao Yi is just fooling me and writing randomly!"

Mr. Lu just wanted to find a way for himself. Otherwise, with his great scholars and old master's literary talent, he could understand clearly as long as he recited it silently in his heart. Naturally, he would know the quality of the poems at once, so why should he read them carefully? However, when Cao Yi wrote this article "Yongyu Le", he was written in cursive script, with the brushstrokes connected and round, and the characters were wild and changeable. If he forced the sharp edge of the sword, it made people feel awe and towering. When Mr. Lu took it into his hand, he was extremely happy and felt that the content written by Cao Yi was really written in his heart. However, the next chapter was a bit too desolate and tragic. However, this poem was as bold and sad as a whole, and it was a rare good poem.

However, Cao Yi had already started writing again. Mr. Lu signaled Ya Niang to continue. Ya Niang rolled her eyes in a charming manner. More than 20 years ago, Ya Niang was also a famous courtesan in the capital. Later, she was redeemed by Mr. Lu to marry her as a concubine, but now she still has charm, so she looks much younger than Mr. Lu.

"Jiangchengzi", Aunt Ya looked down at the content written by Cao Yi, and read aloud, "I talked about the young man's crazy, holding yellow on the left, holding a green on the right, holding a sable hat and sable fur, and thousands of riders rolled up the flat hill. She didn't report the city to follow the prefect, shoot the tiger in person, watch Sun Lang... After drinking, her breasts are open and her hair is slightly frosty, so what's wrong! When will she condemn Feng Tang in the clouds? She can hold a carved bow like a full moon, look northwest, shoot the sky wolf!"

"Quick! Hurry! Show me!" Mr. Lu called anxiously. This time, Cao Yi sent it over and handed it to Mr. Lu. He was still cursive and majestic. With the content of this poem, the heroic spirit of ambition came out of the pen, and each word was written firmly, and he was excited to read it.

"Okay! OK! OK!" Old Lu Lian said three good words, one word is more excited than the other.

Mrs. Qin and Ya Niang also stood beside Mr. Lu with a bright look on her face, and looked at Cao Yi from time to time. Before, she had just heard from her officials tell her how genius Cao Yi was, but she didn't have a very intuitive feeling. But now Cao Yi was in front of them. In a short time, she wrote two lyrics with absolutely excellent quality with extremely skilled skills, and she didn't think in the middle... as if she could write it immediately as long as he thought. No wonder her officials kept repeatedly emphasizing that Cao Yi's calligraphy and poetry can be called unparalleled in the national genius, and now she finally saw it!

"Hehe, Mr. Lu, what else do you want? I can write another article for you," Cao Yi asked with a smile.

It’s okay for Mr. Lu. After all, he has seen Cao Yi’s evil nature, while Mrs. Qin and Ya Niang have a surprised expression, but they are looking forward to what the third article of Cao Yi will look like?
Chapter completed!