Tea Ceremony Trouble

Pick three Hangbai chrysanthemums, brew them in hot water, and bloom freely in a transparent glass cup. The petals are like jade, the stamens are like gold, the soup is light green and clear, and the chrysanthemums are waving gracefully.

The fragrance is overflowing, and the fragrance of flowers is lingering.

The young man held a clay pot, the hot water was boiling, and poured it casually, the hot water overflowed from the glass long ago, but the young man didn't realize it.

Under the cover of the wide and long sleeves, the hand that looked extremely white and thin was covered with many hideous scars, like a lingering nightmare.

"The first tea I learned to make was this scented tea."

He picked up the glass, not afraid of the heat, tilted it slightly, and the hot tea slid down his wrist, leaving a particularly terrifying raised red mark.

As soon as he let go, the glass shattered into sharp pieces, lying on the floor together with the three poor Chrysanthemums.

The middle-length black hair was messily scattered on the young man's shoulders, and his face, which was usually indifferent and blunt, rarely had a gentle smile on it, making him look very happy.

The young man stepped on the broken glass and walked over, holding a clay pot in his hand, standing in front of the man, his green clothes were stained with water, some of the water in the clay pot splashed out and landed on the man's face.

The man's eyes widened from the heat, his expression of fear was extremely dazzling, and he struggled violently to make a sound.

"Master, please taste Tuer's tea, is it good?"

The wrist was slightly tilted, and the scalding hot water flowed from top to bottom, forming a steaming jet of water, which fell on the man's face, blocking the man's almost screaming screams.

The boy lowered his eyelashes, casting a thin layer of shadow, his expression was calm, his face was pale and bloodless, like a weak person who had been ill for a long time, harmless and peaceful.

The outside gradually became noisy, and a girl with a ponytail rushed in first. She was wearing a black and white sportswear with a satchel on her shoulder. And health.

Seeing the scene in the tea room, she seemed extremely unbelievable, especially when she saw her father's miserable state, she couldn't help the tears rolling in her eyes, and shouted angrily, "Chu Fengci, are you human! My father adopted you and taught you the tea ceremony , for your food and clothing, our family is sorry for you, and you will repay us like this?"

"Oh?" Chu Fengci turned to look at her. There was no emotion in her eyes, but it made people feel sincere pain and fear.

"I, Chu Fengci, really thank you for your kindness in nurturing." The countdown sounded——

"thanks very much."

boom -

In an instant, the flames were overwhelming.

That loud bang gave people a moment of tranquility.The air waves hit the body and tore the broken limbs. Time seemed to be slowed down. You could clearly see the fire waves rolling in front of your eyes, devouring the fresh life, and then blinding your eyes for a moment. There was a bright red in front of you, like thick Thick blood flower.

An abyss of silence.

Nothing can be seen.

...Is this death?

The golden light is plated on the green branches and leaves, and the fine silhouettes cast on the stone surface form an interesting picture when blown by the wind.

The cheap porcelain bowl with a chipped mouth was filled with cloudy well water, and it was placed on a slightly higher bluestone. Under the sunlight, it looked extraordinarily warm and clear.When I picked it up, the sides of the bowl were hot, and the well water inside was naturally warm.

Standing next to Qingshi was a very young child with a slightly yellowed shabby shirt and a thin body like the other children. The difference was that the eyes were covered with clean and tidy white gauze, which was particularly conspicuous.

Ms. Qi Yun seemed to be very interested in the blindfolded child when she saw this Mr. Chen from an extraordinary background. As the person in charge of this orphanage, she said very understandingly, "That child is called Chu Fengci, and the parents seem to He died in the Star Wars, and he was sent to the orphanage recently, and somehow he hurt his eyes, but the orphanage is unable to find a better doctor for him..."

Speaking of the back with a little regret and sorrow.

Seeing that Mr. Chen was still only staring at the child, Qi Yun was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look there.When I saw it, I couldn't help cursing in my heart, the child was leaning on a large bluestone, groping for something pitifully, and the porcelain bowl filled with well water happened to be placed on top of the bluestone.

Qi Yun, who had just introduced the unity and friendship of the orphanage, hated the group of careless little devils in his heart, and explained with some embarrassment, "Feng Ci only came to the orphanage recently, and I don't know how to get along with everyone. Being pranked..."

Mr. Chen responded lightly, "After all, he is a child."

As if hearing Mr. Chen's dissatisfaction, Qi Yun became even more nervous, and couldn't help but add, "Actually..."

At this moment, a boy with neat short hair, who was older than the other children, and smiled with bright white teeth, seemed very sunny, walked over.

He was taller than Chu Fengci, and he got the bowl of water smoothly, and handed it to Chu Fengci, "Little Ci, take it and drink it. Call me next time you are bullied."

After speaking, he bent down and rubbed Chu Fengci's hair affectionately.

When Chu Fengci's finger touched the bowl, it seemed to tremble, as if it had been scalded.But he took the bowl smoothly, took a sip, and thanked him very obediently, "Thank you, Brother Wei Hong."

At this time, Qi Yun's face softened a little. Thinking of Wei Hong's long face at the important moment, he hastily introduced, "That is a child named Wei Hong. He is usually very stable and has a good heart. He likes to take care of young children. It's a bit older, but it's more sensible. Mr. Chen, don't you think so?"

Chen Jiaxin nodded without knowing whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied. He walked over first, squatted down and asked the child named Wei Hong, "Your name is Wei Hong? My name is Chen, would you like to bring me a baby?" road?"

Such questions are very attractive to the children in the orphanage. Wei Hong, who is always cheerful, knows what these words mean, so he replied very loudly, "Of course! Mr. Chen, I very much hope that... You lead the way!"

Although he is young, Wei Hong's handsome facial features are already quite good, his eyes are good-looking, and his whole body has a good temperament. He should be a very refreshing and handsome man in the future.

Qi Yun also looked at him with relief like a loving mother.

Chen Jiaxin went to see the blindfolded boy again, and unexpectedly found that the boy was also very good-looking, even in a place like an orphanage, he didn't look sallow and emaciated from starvation, but his skin was fair and delicate, but his complexion was not good.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch the white gauze tied to the boy's eyes, his eyes were a little obsessed, and he said, "It's a pity..."

But the boy took two steps back very calmly, his hands were steady, and the water in the bowl didn't spill out when his steps were a little too big.

Chen Jiaxin's face turned cold.

Qi Yun couldn't help but secretly glanced sideways at Chu Fengci, the disgust and loathing that couldn't be hidden in that gaze, full of malice, made the child seem a little dazed.

Then he changed into an apologetic and gentle face, "I'm sorry, this kid is really timid... After all, he has no experience since he was a child, and he is afraid of everything. Only Xiaohong can follow him two points."

Wei Hong also said very obediently, "Yes, Mr. Chen, don't be angry, Xiaoci just hasn't seen the world, he is still a child."

"Why would I be angry?" Chen Jiaxin kept his violent temper well outside, and put on a face of Mr. Gentle, but his eyes were already a little disdainful.

After speaking, he intentionally or unintentionally walked towards the bamboo forest in the distance, as if accidentally ignoring the little child, "Ms. Qi, please take me to the orphanage. By the way, Wei Hong can also introduce it to me."

Qi Yun followed behind with a gentle smile, and didn't say much, giving Wei Hong a chance to show off. After all, getting Mr. Chen to accept the children from their orphanage is the business.

Wei Hong was only a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, and he forgot his little abacus in a blink of an eye, and cheered happily, very attentive and lively.He was also a little excited when he thought that there might be a good life in the future, and that he could be a family member with this gentle Mr. Chen.

He was busy trying to please and introduce various things, showing his capable and obedient side, but he forgot the "Little Porcelain" he had treated gently just now.

Chu Fengci, who was left on the spot, stood for a long time in the direction the group of people left. Even if they couldn't see it, they could feel that the group of people probably walked away.

It was a good show.

Don't forget to give the reward Wei Hong promised.

Chu Fengci drank two more sips of the bowl of warm water, soaking his somewhat dry lips.

That Mr. Chen is gentle on the surface, but he is just like the person who adopted him. He is just a bird/beast in human skin. No matter how gentle he is, he can't hide the violence and sadistic desire/desire in his eyes.

Even so, Chu Fengci never stopped Wei Hong as he watched Wei Hong walk towards a road of no return.

Just like that Ms. Qi Yun, she also noticed that gentleman's disobedience, but she still chose to bring the children in the yard with smiles and send them out with enthusiasm.

Standing on tiptoe slightly, she firmly placed the broken porcelain bowl in her hand on the bluestone.

The sun changed its direction, and the shade of the trees took half of the bluestone as its own territory.Therefore, half of the bowl of well water is immersed in the sun, and half receives the finely chopped shadows.

In any case, this orphanage must not stay.

Adopted like ever, repeating the same mistakes.

Chu Fengci thought carefully about the skills she had learned, and found out with a little distress that, as an adopted son once adopted by a tea ceremony family, apart from tea art, only those diplomatic rhetoric and common sense of etiquette had appeared in her textbooks.

Although the tea ceremony is highly respected by the upper class, no one will care about this elegant art if they can't fill their stomachs...

and many more?

A very strange memory came to mind.

It seems that a young man in a tea ceremony suit ruined... brewing a cup of green tea with very clumsy techniques, absolutely unqualified water temperature, utensils, and jerky and chaotic steps.

Countless people beside him cheered and looked at the young man with longing and admiring eyes. There was also a man who looked dusty, and wept with joy to salute the young man.

Note from memory, this is a respected tea master.

Associated with this is a profession called a virtual operator.

A virtual manipulator is a respectable occupation that uses nimble fingers and a small amount of mental power to continuously form various commands in virtual buttons, manipulate miniature mechas and even giant mechas to fight, and can manipulate life-like objects with a certain chance.

Among them, the outstanding ones will be used as a combat force to protect the country, and some will independently form an interstellar mercenary regiment, which is not subject to the jurisdiction of the regional planetary law, but is subject to the suppression of the federal law.

...Of course, collective organizations that do not abide by federal laws are called private soldiers or star bandits.

The reason why tea masters are respected in memory is that every virtual operator will fall into a short-term berserk state after the battle, and it will even become more serious as time goes by, becoming bloodthirsty, violent, and uncontrollable by reason.

However, tea masters have the ability to sort out emotions. Among them, the famous tea brewed by tea masters can alleviate or even relieve the state of rage, and greatly improve the ability of virtual practitioners. It is not difficult to break through the bottleneck.

The ancient earth, which is the birthplace of [-]% of tea, has been perfectly protected and is valued by Interstellar.

...what the hell is this.

The sudden burst of memory was accompanied by extreme pain in the head. Even if he smoothed his thoughts, the huge amount of information still made Chu Fengci freeze for two seconds.

A tea ceremony is just a tea ceremony, and in this world... it seems to be getting weird.

However, if the clumsy tea art in memory can also be called a tea ceremony master...

Assuming that there is no external assistance such as spiritual power, or the influence of cultural differences, Chu Fengci can confirm that his level is higher than that of the tea master.

Even if the eyes are invisible, Chu Fengci has long regarded cooking tea as an instinct.

As a potentially very potential tea master, Chu Fengci is seriously thinking about the possibility of learning virtual manipulation.

It seems that this kind of occupation... is very expensive?