"Dear elders, brothers and sisters, Happy New Year. Before I knew it, our five families have been together for four years. Although we lacked the elders of three families this time, the elders of these three families also stayed with us at their homes in the countryside. Let me also ask the elders of the countryside for a happy New Year. I hope this starry sky can bring my greetings."

Needless to say, this is Hu Zi. This is the third time he has hosted a New Year's Eve tea party. Especially this time, he felt even more excited. Now he is in Chang'an City, especially living at the foot of the emperor. Shouldn't that be worthy of excitement? Also, just now he had seen that the general who often came seemed to have quietly run in.

Needless to say, Yang Heng naturally saw that Old Yuchi came in and led a person, but he could not see the appearance of this person in the night, and Old Yuchi didn't want to introduce him, so he waved his hand to his father, meaning that he didn't want his father to receive him, so they just found a warm place to sit down.

Whether it is Old Yuchi or the people he brought, he should feel that this family is very interesting. A child lives on the stage, while there are adults and children below, and the servants are watching. That, what is in front of them? This is, gourd seeds, can they be eaten? Seeing that everyone is putting them in their mouths and then spitting out the skin. Old Yuchi tried to put one in his mouth, well, it is not bad, it is a bit fragrant, sweet, and a little numb. After biting it, there are wood-like things and some crispy things. It seems that they are eating this crispy and they have to spit out the wood-like shell. After eating a few pills, Old Yuchi quickly learned it, and then he gave it to the person next to him, "This is not bad, you can try it, but you have to spit out the skin and eat what's inside."

"Come here, here." Suddenly, Old Yuchi found a maid holding a pot, which was called a pot for the time being. In fact, it was just a teapot from later generations. When Yang Heng was burning tiles, he found some soil that could be made of pottery and made a stone pottery teapot. Although it looked ugly and was not the so-called purple clay pot, it was also considered a real teapot. In this way, even if the tea stir-fried from the tea tree he found was really a teapot to brew, he would no longer need to drink a big bowl of tea. He even made some small stone pottery tea bowls, so that each person could drink tea with a tea bowl at a party, which was much more elegant than using a big bowl. In fact, it was just a psychological idea. Whether to drink tea with a tea bowl or a rice bowl, it actually tasted the same.

"What are you?" "Go back to the general, this is tea. I'll wait for the slave to bring you a tea bowl." Sister Lian came to Yuchi humbly and said, "It's not one, but two. Haven't you seen that there is still a guest here."

"Well, it's a bit bitter just now, and then it's the fragrance. What kind of tea is this?" said a guest who came to Lao Yuchi, "What fragrance? Why didn't I taste it? Why would I drink those cooked teas, which are salt and oil, so delicious." "You old man, it's really a waste for you to drink this tea."

"Come here and tell me how much tea your master has, can you let our guests take away some, and how to drink this tea." Although the old Yuchi has come a lot, he has never drunk this tea.

"Go back to the general, I can ask you to take two taels away. There are not many tea leaves in my house." This is what Yang Heng had already told him. Naturally, Sister Lian can make the decision. Except for asking for people or heads, you can agree to him, just want a few good horses for him. But there are no good horses in Yang Heng's family, right? The only thing he can ask is this tea. Maybe he will find it when it will be discovered, but whether he will taste it is still a question. It is also necessary to explain it to Sister Lian long ago.

Yang Heng was very concerned about this tea. He just knew some methods of stir-frying. Even if he had seen fried tea, he had seen machines for stir-frying tea. But he also had a secret and had operated a tea stir-frying machine. However, the tea he had stir-frying not only looked bad, but also had a rustic smell when he tasted. It was also the tea stir-frying by the owner on the machine, but it was very delicious and the selling price was not low. Finally, Yang Heng checked online, saying that there were only a few steps to finish the rice, kneading tea, and dehydrating.

Since we came to this era, we discovered a tea tree. There are not many tea leaves produced on it. Whenever we pick tea leaves, Yang Heng would burn his hands. He would use his hands to stir-fry tea in the pot just to grasp the temperature and the details. Finally, this year, the tea leaves were fried into shape. A round tea egg will spread into a leaf after soaking in water, which is connected to some expensive tea leaves in later generations, and the taste is much better.

"And you pot." "I'm sorry, General, there's only such an ugly teapot in our house. My little husband said that he had not found good clay, otherwise he would make a good teapot. This, we won't be ugly. General, just go back and find a beautiful container to make tea." It's really embarrassing. This is the teapot that Yang Heng pinched with his hands. He has any artistic cells, so he naturally can't make any good things. Although the uncles were unhappy later, they stopped opening the kiln and there was no way. They just waited for the next time when the kiln was burned, the uncles would make a teapot with their own hands.

"Look." Old Yuchi turned around and handed over the tea to the person who was with him. "General, my family has no more than three liang of tea this year. This is for you. We will not have it all after tonight." Sister Lian was very eye-catching. Seeing that Old Yuchi was still open, she naturally quickly explained it clearly. These two liang were a big bag. Yang Heng was afraid of trouble. Since someone wanted it, he would send it out at one time. If you want it, then you wouldn't be able to get it out again. Even if you send troops to flip it this year, you can't get it out. However, the tea tree is growing slowly, and the yield will naturally increase in the future.

Just as Sister Lian was interacting with the old Yuchi, Hu Zi on the stage had already started to report the program. "Next, our little lady, second lady, will give us a story about the Gods, everyone welcomes you." "I tell you Hu Zi, if you call Xiao Niang, you call Xiao Niang, what is the second lady, third lady, don't you know that the word "two" is what we hate the most, second, you are only second." This is what these children usually hear from Yang Heng's words. What are you really second? You are too second, and after a long time, they all know

Even if these two are not stupid, they have no worries. Anyway, they are not good. Since the uncles added a few younger brothers and sisters, Xiao Niang is no longer the youngest. According to the ranking of these five families, even if they are second daughters, she will naturally be unhappy once someone calls her second daughter, even Dandan is unhappy. He also ranks second among these five families, and they all call him second little husband, who is also second. The brother and sister are miserable. Once they have a quarrel with others, the second son will come out.
Chapter completed!