Tea Ceremony Trouble

"Top energy stone?"

The woman couldn't help being surprised, her voice was slightly raised, and it seemed a little sharp.

She couldn't help but let out a voice that made the quiet people around look over, her face was full of sarcasm and contempt, someone sneered, and said unabashedly, "Where are you country bumpkins, your eyelids are too shallow."

His companion giggled and followed beside him. Hearing this, he also glanced at the woman and whistled contemptuously.

The woman is a billionaire with a net worth of hundreds of millions, with a wide range of knowledge and a rich collection of top energy stones.But no matter how rich it is, this thing is not easy to come by. It has always been taken out of a box and treasured up. It has never been seen that it is piled up on the floor like this.

At this moment, she only felt that the violent people in front of her were extremely hateful. Could it be that the top-level energy stones were regarded as small stones that could be picked up everywhere?Thinking about this, the expression on his face was cold and elegant, like a noble lady, and the worry between his brows also decreased a lot.

"These can... ores, can you give them to me, and how much you want to ask for."

The woman lowered her posture and asked in a soft voice.

The stall owner sat on the ground carelessly, with his feet spread apart, playing with two energy stones. Hearing the question, his eyes rubbed against the woman's chest for a while, his posture was obscene, and his eyes were blurred.

Then he saw the woman's ring finger again, with a dazzling dark red line on it, and immediately spat aside in disdain, and shouted: "Call your master!"

The man has quietly stood behind the woman.

The stall owner looked at the man's hand, and his eyes lit up: "My little brother, please don't order energy stones. My price is very low, and you are satisfied with the safekeeping."

The stall owner was very enthusiastic, and the woman saw that he was respectful to the man, but frivolous to herself, so she became angry for a moment, raised her hand and gave the man a slap, and said coldly, "What are you doing behind me? Did you follow?"

The person next to him took a deep breath and whispered: "This slave is too presumptuous, does he think he didn't die fast enough..."

"This is the virtue of a newcomer, just suffer a little bit."

"Haha, it's been a long time since I saw a slave who dared to beat his master!"

The surrounding discussions became more joyful, but Arthur walked towards the man. His golden wings retracted with his steps, and the light was weak and vague, but it attracted more eyes.

It's the guide.

This is what Chu Fengci heard the most.

These gossips fill one's ears, but the information extracted is so precious that every detail cannot be missed. The fragmented descriptions in the sentences are also separated to form a new impression. This is the "Xinghai" constructed by Chu Fengci. city".

Arthur had already walked to the man's side at this time, he lowered his head slightly, his lips were close to the man's ear, and the heat from his words infected the man's earlobe: "Mr. Ning, do you need something?"

The tone was extremely gentle, with an inexplicable temptation, as if trying to dig out the deepest and darkest desire/desire in people's hearts.

The man's lips trembled slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end.He just raised his head, and a pair of absent-minded eyes stared straight at the energy stone on the ground, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Arthur smiled unfathomably, and asked the stall owner the price.

The stall owner only looked at the woman for a while, then pulled one-third of the energy stones aside, pointed at the woman with a finger: "There are so many... just change her right eye."

When the woman was pointed at, the hairs all over her body stood on end, her back felt cold, and the fact that she didn't want to mention was dissected in depth in front of her, like bloody palm prints, which made her dizzy.

——Don't think, don't ask, that's not the truth.

The woman kept hypnotizing herself in her heart.

Then she put on a more arrogant posture: "Crazy talk."

This is the only point of arrogance.

Soon he will be shattered, just like so many "Heaven's Chosen Ones" in the past——

The speculation of Chu Fengci has already taken shape, and the "currency" used here is precisely these "slaves".

The only thing I didn't expect was that the items used for exchange were very precious, no matter which one was a treasure that could be heirloomed.

Chu Fengci lightly tugged on the red string tied around his hand.

It is really an incredible temptation to completely control other people's lives, self-esteem and freedom in exchange for their own greedy desires.

It's a pity that he has no interest in these.

To bear the weight of a person's life is far from what he can bear.

This is a tacit understanding between him and Fifth Sheyuan, which does not need to be told, but is well known.

That Mr. Ning was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, with cowardice and compromise, mixed with deep pain in his heart, "Weiya..."

Yes, the woman has passed away in her youth and her face is old, but she has such a beautiful name, like the rising sun, and the girl whose hat was blown away by the wind on the pasture.

She is already old.Her heart was also extremely cold and hard: "What do you want to do, kill me?" Wei Ya narrowed her eyes, and that ray of sadness appeared on the corners of her eyes and brows again, indescribably gloomy: "You hate me for forcing Ai Li to death Si, your ex-wife's daughter? Don't forget, you killed her yourself."

Speaking of the latter, her voice rose strangely, as if she was suppressed at the critical point of screaming.

"It's you!"

"Let's go."

Chu Fengci grabbed the corner of Wu Sheyuan's clothes, his voice was completely covered by the woman's sharp accusation, but Wu Sheyuan heard it, and lowered his head and asked him, "Don't you want to watch it?"

"There's nothing to see."

"Too."

Nopel watched the show with great interest, completely oblivious to the fact that the rookie group he led was about to sneak away.The ungrateful newcomer group resolutely abandoned their guides and lingered around the stalls they were interested in.

Most of these stalls are simple and temporary, but the products they sell have one thing in common, that is, they are precious and extraordinary.

After looking at each family, Chu Fengci didn't know how much it was worth, but Wu Sheyuan knew it well, and even he couldn't help frowning.

Some of the treasures displayed here even far exceed the total savings of the empire.What an astonishing sum it is to convert into gold and silver, and its exchange requirements are all kinds of strange, one hand, one foot, one eyeball, a handful of hair, and even male reproductive organs.

The hustle and bustle and desire/desire are intertwined, forming a picture of the various states of the world.But amidst the noise and impetuosity, a scent of tea suddenly floated in.

There was a lot of voices, even Wu Sheyuan didn't pay attention to such an excellent sense of smell, but Chu Fengci keenly caught it.

"Turn that way."

Fifth Sheyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, subconsciously replied: "Which side is that?"

But Chu Fengci had already dragged him away, and Wu Sheyuan was behind him to help him separate from the crowded crowd, so that he would be careful not to be tripped by others. His domineering appearance looked like a little devil who had been doing evil for many years.

The two demon kings set out to fight against the town, and soon squeezed to a bamboo table.

The bamboo table was obviously tidied up more neatly than many other stalls. The person looking at the stall was a ferocious old man with drooping flesh on his face and wrinkles between his brows enough for a group of flies to jump down to die. , It has the face of a murderer who has been on the run for many years.

Chu Fengci couldn't see, so he wasn't afraid.

Fifth Sheyuan is a typical reserve for future crimes (hey!), so he is not afraid.

The two children sat safely at the bamboo table.

The old man glanced at them, hummed twice, and didn't say hello, just picking his own tea.

Chu Fengci touched a wooden box with his hand, and opened it slightly, and there was a fresh and cool fragrance inside, which was extremely alluring.

The old man didn't expect him to be so bold, he was stunned for a moment, then slapped the wooden table with his backhand, and shouted fiercely: "Put it down!"

The wooden table made a "squeak", and shook unbearably, holding a breath, and standing there tenaciously.

Chu Fengci remained calm and said, "Junshan Silver Needle."

The old man retorted: "What Junshan silver needle? This is gold and jade, you yellow-mouthed child, go away, this tea is something you can touch?"

"The inner buds are golden yellow, the baihao is uniform, shaped like a sword, and the momentum is unstoppable. The buds and leaves are thick, the buds are straight, and the fragrance is high. I think this color is also very bright."

Chu Fengci slowly said while holding a wisp of tea leaves, thinking that Junshan Yinzhen, this tea originated from Junshan, looks like a silver needle, the name couldn't be more appropriate.It's a pity that time has passed, and Junshan is no longer there. Only the tea leaves survived, but they also changed their names.

He continued: "This tea is shaped like a silver needle, and the top grade is like a sword. The sword is an accessory for a gentleman, and it is raised by the loess of the earth. It was born in a high mountain. Isn't it reasonable to call it a silver needle in Junshan? Compared with gold and jade, it is already considered appropriate." Quite a few."

The old man almost laughed at his nonsense, and then remembered that his description was extremely accurate.The tea ceremony is a secret of the aristocratic family, and even the description of the appearance cannot be passed on to the outside world. The common people are familiar with at most one name, and no matter how many, they don't know it.

This child can come up with a passage at his fingertips, and the strength of the elders in the family must not be underestimated, so he put aside his teasing thoughts, looked at the gauze tied around Chu Fengci's eyes, and asked cautiously: "You can't see it, how do you know this is Jin Yuqi?" Church?"

Chu Fengci paused slightly with his hand holding a piece of tea, put it to his lips and bit the leaf, and replied vaguely: "Taste."

This sentence was never fake, it was just too unbelievable.The old man looked at him suspiciously for a while, only to see that he had chewed the tea, and immediately made him spit it out in distress.

Fifth Sheyuan is also distressed, this is the tea master he wants to take back to raise, can you wash the tea and stuff it into your mouth, there is already a careless senior Lu Citang to take care of, and another one is afraid of cross-infection.

Being distressed, not paying attention to hygiene, Chu Fengci had already chewed all the leaves, and a fragrant and bitter taste spread, but it made him more awake.

This trick is also his quirk in the past, when he was not sure about the quality of the tea and how to brew it, he just chewed a piece of tea, and his thoughts came out.

Although he lacks eyes now, he still doesn't use this trick. It's just that the name just made him realize that if the quality of the tea leaves has changed, his previous set of tea techniques will have to be adjusted accordingly.

Fortunately, there was not much difference in the appearance of the tea leaves, so he had the time to reply, "I chewed it all, and you want me to spit it out, wipe it clean and soak it?"

The old man looked puzzled: "Why not?"

Chu Fengci: "..."

After being silent for a while, he couldn't help but say, "Be willing to bow down."

"Don't rush to please." The old man slapped the table coldly, and the poor table trembled again, "You must be responsible for swallowing my tea. If you are not willing to trade your slave..."

The old man glanced at Wu Sheyuan treacherously, and was so frightened by his cold glare that he quickly withdrew his eyes, and said seriously: "Then tell me, the description you just made is accurate, and it was the elder of your family who asked you to recite it." What?" After he finished speaking, he thought to himself that today's children are really amazing, they can learn the tea ceremony at a young age, and their eyes are so cold and frightening to death.

"...No elder asked us to memorize it. It's just common sense that everyone understands." Chu Fengci hesitated for a moment, thinking that there was really nothing to hide.

But the old man gasped in surprise, even in a big family, there are always close relatives, and most of the time only the favored young master can learn the beginning of the tea ceremony, and the unfavored side can only help from the side, and secretly write down the tea ceremony. For some tea techniques, after some results have been achieved, and the first pot of sweet and clear tea can be brewed, I dare to spread it out.

Hearing Chu Fengci's tone, it seems that the whole family can learn tea art, which reminds him of those ancient families that are deeply rooted in every tea master's heart and yearn for.The tradition of tea ceremony is extremely strong, every generation has produced tea ceremony masters, even servants can cherish tea leaves...

But if the kid in front of him is really a descendant of those aristocratic families, why is he so, so... kind?

The old man already had some doubts in his heart that the young man was young and aggressive, and he said these words in order to show off his strength.

Thinking of this, his complexion turned a little sour, and he said irritably: "If you want to buy tea, buy it, if you don't buy it, go away! Don't block my way of making money."

Chu Fengci was a little surprised that the old man turned his face so quickly, but he didn't guess that this era monopolizes the art of tea ceremony so much that even the shape of the tea leaves has to be kept secret.

He glanced at the wooden table again, there were few good teas, but the quality of the Junshan Silver Needle was plump and fresh, which made Chu Fengci's skill tickle, but he hadn't touched tea for a long time.

So he sat down generously, with a smile on his lips, looking leisurely.

"Then tell me, how do you sell this tea?"

"Jin Yu Qi Tang, I'll give you the whole box, just change..." The old man paused, moved his position a little stiffly, not daring to look at Wu Sheyuan's expression, "This kid's left hand five fingers , and five fingers on the right foot."

Chu Fengci sighed, the breath was extremely long and slow, and it also brought out a little helplessness, and looked at Wu Sheyuan guiltily, with pleading in his eyes.

The old man is proud, please please.As long as you soften your heart this time, you will keep softening your heart in the end until you die.

He has seen many such "master and servant".

This is the price of bullying(?) me, the old man thought grimly.

I saw Chu Fengci pleading in a low voice: "Fifth, you can help me kill people and get more goods. Remember to be quick and don't be found."

……Huh?This seems to be different from the script.

"Just help you for the last time, I won't do it again in the future."

...It is true that I have softened my heart, but the direction of this softening is not right! !

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old man wanted to run quickly, but Wu Sheyuan held him by the collar and remained motionless.

Fifth Sheyuan lazily pressed the old man on the table, stepped on his stomach, and let out a low voice from his throat: "Huh?"

The old man didn't expect a young man to catch him, and he felt ruthless, thinking that I eat more salt than you, am I afraid of you?

With a sharp jerk, the old man struck fiercely, staring straight at Wu Sheyuan's head, wanting to press down on Wu Sheyuan's head and slam it against the corner of the table.

He jumped up violently!

A lift!

lift!Lift...he can't lift it!

Fifth Sheyuan's hand is too steady, just one can trap a person like a beast in a cage, unable to turn over.

The old man's lips were pale with horror. Fortunately, he still remembered that this was the territory of the Star Sea City. Although the relationship with the neighbors was not good, they didn't dare to ignore it when they saw someone making trouble!

He turned his head away with great effort. He didn't know whether Wu Sheyuan was tired or what, but he relaxed a little, and the old man's shriveled neck turned over smoothly.

So he clearly saw that the people next to him turned a blind eye and remained unmoved!

How could this be?

The stall owner next to him was still bargaining with others, looking at the passers-by on the road with mocking eyes, gesticulating at the human body from time to time, as if cutting a piece of pork.

No one noticed him.

Fifth Sheyuan leaned down gently, he was still a young boy with a handsome face, he was pleasing no matter what.In the eyes of the old man, Wu Sheyuan was blue-faced and fangs, drooling, and he was about to swallow him alive in the next second.

"They can't see you."

The young man lowered his eyes, his thin eyelashes drooped down, covering a shadow, and said casually: "I made them invisible."

But the old man was not afraid all of a sudden, and his thoughts were completely focused on other aspects.People become mature with age, this intuition has always been accurate——

But this time the intuition was useless, even weird.Although this young man is very handsome, he just feels that he shouldn't have this face, he should be more, more... What is more?

"Is your face fake?"

The old man asked this sentence abruptly.

Fifth Sheyuan paused, his eyebrows raised slightly, as if surprised.The next moment he made the right decision.

He stuffed a wooden box containing tea into the old man's mouth.

Then he twitched expressionlessly: "Your face is fake."

"Uh--!! Uuuuuuuuuuuuu..." The old man feels that the laws of nature are unfair, so if you smoke, you can take away the wooden box if you have the backbone, you are not guilty, why do you gag me!

Chu Fengci listened for a while, then pulled Wu Sheyuan, and said very gently: "Tsk, do you want to respect the old and love the young?"

The old man was dizzy, and felt that his face was rounded again. Hearing this, he felt that Chu Fengci was too shameless. Where were you when I was slapped just now after respecting the old and loving the young?

"Sir."

To be honest, Chu Fengci is quite polite.

"I think the tea you make is really bad."

...is also quite annoying.

"How about I help you make a new pot of tea?"

The old man's eyes widened, and he struggled even harder, for fear that someone would touch his precious tea leaves.

"Don't worry, at most it's just sprinkled, it's not a big deal."

...The two demon kings please let me go!

This is what the old man wants to shout at this time.

Chu Fengci touched the purple sand pot on the table, lifted the lid and smelled it, it was the cold Junshan Silver Needle, and threw it away.

The sound of the shattering purple clay pot broke even the old man's heart.

"That's my best pot—Treasure! Do you understand Treasure?!" The old man finally broke free from the shackles of the wooden box, and roared at Chu Fengci.

Fifth Sheyuan pressed his head down with one palm, so as not to splash his saliva when he was too excited.

At this time, Chu Fengci stood there coldly, smiling provocatively, with a kind of indescribable arrogance and mockery: "No matter how beautiful the pot is, as long as it doesn't match the tea, it is waste, do you understand?"

He walked to the table, took a glass jug with great precision, and took it away from the old man. The bright sunlight refracted through the glass and kissed Chu Fengci's chin lightly. At this moment, he looked almost extremely proud.

"It's just the cheapest glass pot." The old man gritted his teeth, unable to continue for some reason: "It's used to make the cheapest tea!"

But Chu Fengci put a few glasses on his own, very gentle, as if he were a god.

"Whether it's right or wrong, you can see for yourself."