Author: Sigui Beihong

During the "National Mourning", everything should have been kept simple, but after all, it coincided with the resurrection of the Mo family's legitimate daughter, and also coincided with the issuance of the imperial edict of the new official family's final policy, so the tea house was full of tea customers on the first day it reopened.

The three-story building is packed with people.

The lobby on the first floor of Nuo University was busy and noisy, with a dozen famous store clerks walking like flying. "Come on, come on! Come on, let's heat up the soup!" they shouted while running around holding high a large copper teapot.

Mo Yunxiao stood in the corridor and looked at the bustling hall, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.

She caught a glimpse of a tea customer inserting the wooden sign in his hand into the groove on the barrier, and then continued to sip tea and chat with his friends. Within a moment, a shop assistant came running over with a large teapot in his hand.

This copper kettle was large and round, with a tall and straight spout. The waiter shouted: "Here comes the hot soup!" The tea patron in the parlor opened a small gap and gave the waiter a small gap.

A space to stay.

Mo Yunxiao's pupils tightened. He saw the waiter with his back to the tea guest, holding the teapot high, and pressing the spout down in a low-waist posture. A steaming white liquid spurted out from the spout and went straight to the tea guest's table.

A small green-glazed pure black teapot.

"Wow! What a great skill." Mo Yunxiao couldn't help but admired.

Huan'er next to her followed her gaze and smiled proudly, saying: "Girl, you should remember this, our Minglou's specialty, right?"

"Ah? Oh!" Mo Yunxiao hesitated and looked at the overall situation again. He saw that the store clerks poured hot water in various ways. It was not difficult to pour water from the waist down. There were also people who poured water with a pot in one hand and a teapot on their head.

Those with water, those with their feet between their legs to pour water... In short, they are all in different shapes, and each has its own advantages.

But among the thousands of gestures, there is only one thing that remains unchanged, that is, as soon as the hot water gushes out from the spout, there is a continuous flow, never cut off in the middle, and dripping. After pouring, there is not a drop of water on the ground or on the table.

This skill of holding the teapot is extremely wonderful.

As Mo Yunxiao walked downstairs, he turned his head and asked Huan'er beside him: "I see that the water poured out of our copper kettle is milky white. It doesn't look like clear water. What is it?"

Huan'er was stunned and looked at Mo Yunxiao with a strange look: "Miss, don't you even remember our herbal tea recipe?"

Mo Yunxiao looked around again warily, then covered her mouth with her hands and lowered her voice and said: "We are surrounded by crises now, so we have to pretend to be confused. Now, answer whatever I ask you, and don't reveal anything.

"

Huan'er also became alert after hearing this, instinctively looked around and praised: "The elder girl is really smart, the younger one will explain it to you."

She accompanied Mo Yunxiao as she walked around the stalls in the hall, and slowly explained: "There are hundreds of teahouses in Tokyo, and there are even more tea sellers carrying poles along the street.

Among the many shops that specialize in tea, our teahouse is the only one that can be built from the ground up, with a hall, seating, corridors and decorations. Only our teahouse is famous far and wide, and its tea leaves are even exported to the four capitals of the Song Dynasty. Every year it is famous

I can get as much as a thousand taels of silver from selling the leaves."

At this point, she paused, turned her head and asked Mo Yunxiao with a smile: "Miss, do you know what it is for?"

Mo Yunxiao smiled and said: "Of course our leaves are different."

Huan'er chuckled and said, "Not bad, not bad. Da Lang personally went to Xichuan and Suhu areas to inspect and carefully select our leaves. Like Yangzhou's Baiyun and Hangzhou's Longjing, they are only sold to us. They are not sold elsewhere.

It’s something you can’t easily taste.”

Mo Yunxiao nodded thoughtfully, thinking: "It seems that this family's tea business is indeed quite big, almost like a monopoly!"

Huan'er looked at Mo Yunxiao's unbelievable expression and became even more proud, and then recited with a smile: "'Take a leaf from the incense cup of Minglou, and exchange it for the garden of the Queen Mother'. This is what our Minglou Mo said.

Home. This illustrious reputation does not come casually."

"However, the leaves alone are not enough to support this huge family business." Huan'er continued: "Just now the girl asked why the soup poured out of our teapot is milky white? That's because our hot soup is more than just

It's as simple as boiling water. What we are boiling is not water, but medicine."

"Medicine?" Mo Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, then looked around and asked, "Does our family also see doctors part-time?"

"Haha, medical science is so vast and complicated that it is beyond the reach of ordinary people like us." Huan'er said with a smile: "Our medicine does not take into account the pathology, but only its taste. There are hundreds of herbs with all kinds of flavors, some are sweet, some are bitter, and some are bitter.

Some have astringent taste, and some have a slippery taste. No matter what kind of taste, as long as it is carefully matched and adjusted, it can blend with our tea leaves to create its own unique taste. It is this taste that truly makes Minglou

The sign was put up."

The more Mo Yunxiao listened, the more curious she became. She couldn't help but sigh: "So that's it. I didn't expect that the ancients had already played with tea and water. Alas, how can people in our era have any elegance in tasting tea?"

Huan'er continued: "Isn't that right? The elegance of tea tasting among today's people has become much less elegant. Compared with people making scented tea in the Tang Dynasty, people today only brew it with water, which is indeed not as elegant."

After she finished speaking, she straightened her face and looked sideways at Mo Yunxiao: "But big girl, our tea house relies on this recipe for tea. The four seasons of the year, the cycle of cold and heat, different seasons, solar terms

Even the time and the prescription to be used are different. Therefore, I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at this prescription. And the only people who know this prescription are you, besides Da Lang. You must not let it out. This is

But it is related to the rise and fall of Minglou!"

"Ah?" When Mo Yunxiao heard what she said, she felt guilty and looked embarrassed. "This..." She scratched her head, not knowing how to answer.

Huan'er became anxious and hurriedly pulled her sleeve and said: "My little ancestor, you won't forget the recipe too!"

Mo Yunxiao waved her hands hurriedly: "No, no, I will never forget such an important thing."

Huan'er took a deep breath and said with an angry smile: "My dear girl, you scare me to death."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a store clerk in front of the gate shout loudly: "Brother Song is here!"

All the tea guests also looked towards the door. Song Mingxuan and Mo Yunze were together. The two looked at each other, showing a bit of embarrassment, then crossed the threshold side by side and walked in.

The shop clerk flicked the towel on his shoulder, walked up to him and asked coldly: "The son of the Song family is still the same as before?"

Song Mingxuan smiled faintly and said, "I'm not here to drink tea today, I'm just here to visit your eldest daughter."

The shop assistant said "hum" and turned around and walked away.

"Damn it! Who taught you to be so presumptuous!" Mo Yunze stepped forward and scolded the shop assistant sharply.

The shop clerk had no choice but to turn around and salute Song Mingxuan perfunctorily, and said, "Thanks to Dalang, my girl is now able to take care of the general affairs of the shop." After that, he walked away without looking back.

"That's unreasonable!" Mo Yunze was even more angry. He was about to go up to scold him, but was stopped by Song Mingxuan: "Forget it, I was the one who was rude first. I can't blame others."

The tea guests also started talking amongst themselves.

"Hey! Isn't this the Song Jiaxing? I heard that he openly broke off the engagement and made the eldest daughter of the Mo family lose face, so she became angry and defected to Jin Mingchi. Why do you still have the nerve to come?"

"No, no!" someone immediately interrupted: "Miss Mo accidentally fell into the water and had nothing to do with Song Dalang."

"What are you saying? I heard that she is the second girl of the Mo family..."

The discussion was like a flock of birds in the forest, chirping and noisy.

Huan'er stepped forward and coughed heavily. The tea guests were stunned for a moment, and then they all bowed their heads to sip their tea and stopped talking.

Huan'er rolled her eyes disdainfully, and then walked quickly in the direction of Song Mingxuan and Mo Yunze. The two looked at each other again, feeling a little uneasy in their hearts.

Huan'er came up and bowed first: "Brother of the Song family, good afternoon, Master Yunze." Then she raised her eyes and said to Song Mingxuan: "My girl is very nice, I don't need to worry about you. I'll take a look at you here."

Go back."

Mo Yunze was a little embarrassed and said angrily: "Huan'er! There's no reason to just invite someone in and then kick them out. If others don't understand the rules, don't you understand it too?"

Huan'er sneered and answered in a neither condescending nor condescending way: "When it comes to rules, the Song family brother broke them first. The Mo and Song families are close friends. Since the marriage was decided since childhood, how can there be any reason to regret it unilaterally? Brother Song

Since we don’t miss this friendship, why should our Mo family miss our old friendship?”

The more Song Mingxuan listened, the more ashamed he became. He raised his head and looked at Mo Yunxiao behind Huan'er, only to find that Mo Yunxiao was also looking at him longingly. But Mo Yunxiao's eyes were full of daughterly love at this time.

The cold murderous aura he usually saw disappeared without a trace. He was also a little surprised and couldn't help but look at it for a while.

Seeing him looking at her so longingly, Mo Yunxiao felt her face heat up and turned her head away shyly.

Has Song Mingxuan ever seen Mo Yunxiao like this? It seemed as if Mo Yunxiao was even more intimidating at this time. He also hurriedly averted his eyes, his heart beating wildly.

The changes in his expression were all seen in Huan'er's eyes. Huan'er glanced at the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Song, you have seen me too. My girl is in good health, please come back too."

As she said this, she was about to turn around and leave, but Song Mingxuan grabbed her wrist and said, "Wait a minute!"

Huan'er frowned and said angrily: "Brother Song doesn't abide by the rules! You are so frivolous to me! You still won't let me go!"

Song Mingxuan was suddenly startled and hurriedly let go of his hand and said, "Huan'er, I'm sorry, I'm rude. However, there are some things I want to say to your girl." He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Just

The two of us said."

After hearing this, Mo Yunze, Huan'er and Mo Yunxiao all looked at him strangely.

"On the day of the Yuan Dynasty, we were in the private room of Changfeng Tower. Me and..." He was interrupted by Huan'er before he finished speaking: "I don't know what you said that day. However, since Brother Song has already

If you break off the engagement, it's over and done with. Don't bother us anymore in the future. Otherwise... we won't allow anyone to go out and gossip and taint the innocence of my girl."

Mo Yunze was also a little confused and asked: "Yes! What do you have to say to your female brother alone?"

When Song Mingxuan was about to explain, Huan'er jumped in first. "Okay, okay!" She was a little impatient, so she reached out to push Song Mingxuan: "If you come to taste tea in the future, Doucha Minglou will naturally welcome you. If you come to pester my girl, then

But that’s not allowed.”

"Huan'er, don't worry!" Song Mingxuan struggled while raising his head and shouting: "Helu, Helu!"

Mo Yunxiao was also anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to push Huan'er away, and reprimanded: "Our Mo family has a great business, how is it the way to treat guests like this?"

After hearing this, Huan'er froze on the spot with his mouth open, like a wooden man.

Mo Yunxiao then turned around, nodded and smiled at Song Mingxuan, and asked softly: "Brother Song, do you have anything to say to me?"

Mo Yunxiao's beautiful eyes were graceful and radiant, as if she was expecting the person she admired to express her love.

Seeing this scene, Song Mingxuan and Mo Yunze looked at each other for the third time, both surprised.
Chapter completed!