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Author: Sigui Beihong

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There was a little smile on Mo Yunxiao's face, and her eyes as clear as water shone with radiance.

Song Mingxuan's face turned red and his heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly lowered his head and said, "He Lu, you...you really look like you are well."

"So?" Mo Yunxiao took another step forward. Her smile was bright, her eyes were as soft as water, and she asked softly: "What do you want to say to me when you came to see me specially?"

Song Mingxuan felt panicked when he saw her approaching, so he hurriedly stepped back. He was so flustered that he thought that he had just stepped down the steps. As he stepped back, his heels hit the stone steps with great force, and his body suddenly lost its center of gravity, and he couldn't help but "Ah

!" He yelled and fell backwards.

In this moment, there is often no time to react. Mo Yunze and Huan'er were both startled, but they couldn't reach out to pull him in time.

But Mo Yunxiao had quick eyes and quick hands, and hurriedly called out: "Be careful!" Following the sound, he took a step forward and reached out to hold the shoulders of Song Mingxuan, who was about to fall.

From the tea guest to the waiter to Mo Yunze and Huan'er, everyone's eyes were widened and their mouths were slightly opened, as if they were cast under a spell. It was just that the hot soup flowing out of the spout had already been filled.

The tea guest's purple clay teapot was taken away, and the billowing heat wave surged outwards, but no one paid attention to it.

Mo Yunxiao supported him like this, with a strand of fragrant hair hanging down and gently flicking on Song Mingxuan's cheek. She was silent for a moment, then asked with a soft smile: "Brother Song, are you not scared?"

Song Mingxuan also looked at her and was stunned for a long time. He came back to his senses after listening to her words and said hurriedly: "Thank you... Thank you Miss He Lu for the rescue. I'm fine."

Mo Yunxiao smiled politely and said, "Brother, you should be more careful. If you get injured in Minglou, if word spreads, people will say that we did not treat guests well."

Song Mingxuan nodded repeatedly and said hurriedly: "He Lu... He Lu is right. Please help me... let me get up."

Mo Yunxiao's beautiful eyes turned and she replied sadly: "Oh." Then she helped Song Mingxuan up.

Mo Yunze and Huan'er looked at each other, both showing doubts. Mo Yunxiao's behavior was indeed out of his usual poise and reserve, and it even looked more frivolous in such a large public. There was no trace of the Mo family.

The manner of palm beads.

So Mo Yunze frowned and asked Huan'er with his eyes. Huan'er was even more at a loss and shook his head quickly, looking like he was falling into the clouds.

Song Mingxuan's cheeks turned red and he could only lower his head and said, "He Lu, let's find a quiet place to have a good talk."

After hearing this, Mo Yunxiao was happy, nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay! Then let's go to the private room to talk."

She turned around and was about to leave, but Mo Yunze came up to meet her and shouted passionately: "Brother!"

Mo Yunxiao stopped and looked at him with a puzzled face. He looked at Mo Yunxiao, and then at the embarrassed Song Mingxuan behind her. He was so angry that he was speechless for a moment.

Huan'er also rushed to greet her, holding Mo Yunxiao's hand and saying, "Girl, what kind of drama are you singing about?" She looked around warily again, lowered her voice and continued: "Song Mingxuan doesn't care about the Mo family's face.

Forced to break off the engagement, this matter has become a laughing stock in Tokyo. Girl, you have already given in to him once by going to see him, why do you still want to meet him alone now? "

Mo Yunxiao raised her slender eyebrows and couldn't help but look up at Song Mingxuan. Song Mingxuan also hurriedly lowered his head to avoid the sharp arrow-like gaze.

"That's why I want to talk to him." Mo Yunxiao's tone instantly turned cold. She turned her eyes coldly and said to Song Mingxuan as if she was ordering a servant: "Let's go." Then she said

He strode towards the second floor seating area.

"Girl..." Huan'er wanted to stop her again, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Mo Yunxiao cut her off: "Don't follow me." The sharp words shocked everyone present. Huan'er also unconsciously

Stopped.

Song Mingxuan was even more nervous. After hesitating for a moment, he had no choice but to follow him.

Mo Yunze stood there blankly, watching the two of them go up to the corridor on the second floor. He turned around and asked Huan'er behind him: "Eldest brother, she..." "She is still her." Huan'er also answered blankly.

Mo Yunxiao opened the door of an elegant room, then winked at Song Mingxuan, indicating that he should go in first. Song Mingxuan swallowed hard before stepping into the room.

Although the elegant room in Ming Tower is not as spacious as that in Changfeng Tower, and it cannot overlook Jinming Pool from the window. But in terms of elegance, it is unparalleled.

Song Mingxuan took a quick look, and what caught his eye was the plaque "No. 1 in tea tasting" written by Su Che. These four words were originally hung in the lobby on the first floor, but Mo Yunxiao felt it was eye-catching, so he asked someone to hang it.

The seal was made into a plaque and hung in every elegant room. This not only fulfilled Su Che's good intentions, but also prevented the Minglou from appearing too ostentatious.

Different from other restaurants, Minglou's elegant room does not have high tables and chairs, only stacked mats from ancient times. On the stacked mats are placed table tables with short legs.

There are teapots, tea cups and tea bowls on the table, as well as a small stove for warming tea, a tea spoon for ordering tea, and small tweezers for making tea...

Mo Yunxiao sat on the soft mat and looked around. Of course she didn't understand the tea-making utensils on the table, but the flowers and birds on the wall and the carvings on the screen caught her attention.

At this time, Song Mingxuan came over and saluted: "He Lu, I have something important to tell you."

Mo Yunxiao was about to get up and take a closer look at these calligraphy and paintings, but Song Mingxuan interrupted her thoughts.

She turned her eyes and looked at Song Mingxuan and said, "You and I were originally engaged, but you regretted it midway?"

"Ah? This..." Song Mingxuan lowered his head and muttered: "Let's get over this matter first."

The corners of Mo Yunxiao's mouth raised, revealing a rather arrogant smile: "It's not that easy to get over!"

Song Mingxuan was stunned, but he could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "That's right, this matter won't be revealed that easily."

"Is it because I'm vulgar and ugly, or is our restaurant shabby?" Mo Yunxiao said coldly, "There must be a reason why you broke off the engagement, right?"

After hearing this, Song Mingxuan was even more surprised. He looked around warily, then came up to him and said, "He Lu, you know my secrets best. Why now..."

Mo Yunxiao was also a little embarrassed. After thinking about it carefully, he smiled and said, "Of course I know. You have another sweetheart."

She didn't mean to make fun of her, but her words were full of ridicule. Song Mingxuan became more and more embarrassed, and drops of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Mo Yunxiao didn't see his retort, and she felt a little jealous in her heart. She secretly thought: "This Brother Song has such a handsome appearance, he must be very popular among girls. However, this Mo Yunxiao and he are childhood sweethearts, and their relationship

Extraordinary and very good-looking. Why would he fall in love with someone else?"

She thought like this, and the more she thought about it, the more troubled she became. She couldn't help but sigh and said: "Forget it, emotional matters can't be dealt with." After saying that, she raised her eyes to Song Mingxuan and added: "I wish you a happy life.

old."

Song Mingxuan was taken aback again, and he was also thinking in his mind: "Helu has always been opposed to me and Shigure. Why is it so uncharacteristic today? Is this her plan to be polite before attacking? No, I need to turn my defense into an offense."

So he chuckled and said hurriedly: "Thank you He Lu for your kind words. Let me order a bowl of tea for He Lu first."

After he finished speaking, regardless of whether Mo Yunxiao agreed or not, he sat on the soft mat opposite her, then opened the green-glazed honey jar for tea leaves, and used tweezers to pick out a few pieces of shriveled tea cakes.

This small tea cake was as black as ink and wrinkled like the bark of an old tree. Song Mingxuan looked at it carefully before putting it into a cylindrical soup bottle for making tea.

Mo Yunxiao wanted to interrupt him, but then she thought, since she didn't understand the way people made tea in the Song Dynasty, she might as well just take a look at it, so that it wouldn't be too revealing in the future. So she watched attentively.

Song Mingxuan picked up the small pot that had already prepared hot soup, lowered the spout, and the milky white medicinal soup poured out, pouring directly into the tea can. He held the pot with his left hand and poured water, and took a small broom-like thing in the tea can with his right hand.

Rinse and stir back and forth.

Mo Yunxiao's eyes widened when she saw it, and she couldn't help but lean forward slightly to look at the soup bottle. The hot soup in the bottle was washed by the small broom, and layers of foam appeared. The color of the tea also changed from thick to light, and gradually turned green and white.

.

"Wow!" Mo Yunxiao couldn't help but admired.

Song Mingxuan also noticed her exclamation, and said with a smile: "Ms. He Lu made me laugh. My sister also taught me this tea-making technique. Compared with the master, the apprentice is very scared to learn how to do it."

"Really?" Mo Yunxiao pointed to the thing that looked like a broom and said with a smile, "Then let me test you. What is this thing called?"

"Hahaha..." Song Mingxuan couldn't help laughing and laughed. He put down the pot of water, but still stirred it back and forth with his right hand, and replied: "Forgive me, sister. Everyone who drinks tea knows that this is a tea spoon.

My sister testing me like this is tantamount to ridicule, and I feel so ashamed."

"No, no, no..." Mo Yunxiao waved her hands quickly, then put her hands on the table, cupped her chin and said with a smile, "I don't remember it for the moment either. But Brother Song's tea-ordering skills have indeed improved a lot.

It’s breathtaking.”

"Really?" Song Mingxuan chuckled again and said, "I feel so ashamed for my brother these days. Not to mention ordering tea, even the food is tasteless. I'm afraid that this technique will become unfamiliar and it will be called a joke."

"Ah?" Mo Yunxiao smiled shyly and asked again: "You are so ashamed that you have no taste for food? But because of me?"

Song Mingxuan's hand suddenly stopped, as if he heard the deep meaning of her words, so he didn't answer. He just put the tea spoon aside, slowly poured the good tea into the small clay pot, then picked up the clay pot and poured in Mo Mo.

In the tea bowl on Yunxiao's side.

"The way of ordering tea is very similar to how we cook. We all start with the color, smell and taste." He said while clearing the utensils on the table: "Sister Helu, please taste it. Brother, what is the quality of this bowl of tea?"

"

Mo Yunxiao looked down and saw that the color of the tea in the bowl was green and white, and the rippling waves were clear and clean. The edge of the tea did not fade easily when hanging on the wall of the bowl, but faded little by little. Although she didn't understand tea, she could tell at a glance

I know this tea is very good.

Then, she brought the tea bowl up to her nose and sniffed lightly. A warm scent of tea came to her nostrils, just like peonies with a light fragrance. When she smelled it, she felt refreshed in her heart and spleen.

"It smells so good." She looked at Song Mingxuan and said, "Then I'm welcome."

Song Mingxuan chuckled and said, "Please use it."

She opened her red lips slightly and took a sip lightly against the edge of the tea bowl. The tea was indeed fragrant and refreshing, and there was also a faint medicinal taste in the aroma. However, the medicinal taste did not make people feel bitter, but added to the fragrance.

A little bit relieved.

The tea was so refreshing that she really wanted to drink it all in one go. But she also thought that the ancients paid attention to artistic conception when tasting tea. Although she didn't understand tea, she was very knowledgeable about painting. She once watched Wen Zhengming's tea tasting at the National Palace Museum in Taipei.

Tea picture, I know that ancient people should be reserved and steady when drinking tea, and they should never drink like a rough man.

So she also followed the example of the ancients, slowly put down the tea bowl, wiped the corners of her mouth with the handkerchief placed beside the table, and said with a smile: "The tea that Brother Song ordered has a great color, fragrance, and is unparalleled."

Song Mingxuan cupped his hands with a smile and said: "He Lu praised me. This is considered an apology tea, but I also know that tea alone is not enough to make amends. As He Lu said, my sister and I will have a banquet for guests at Fanlou tomorrow.

, give alms everywhere, and then solemnly apologize to He Lu and the Mo family."
To be continued...