Zhang Xiaojing knelt in the upper head on the left with a familiar face. Li Siye felt the atmosphere was a little abnormal, so he bowed his hand as he ordered and knelt down on the side of Zhang Xiaojing. Wen Wuji sat opposite them.

Wen Ran was wearing a plain robe and a slit-length skirt, and a red gauze tied around her chest to form a cross knot. She knelt on the other side of the board foot table and made a scene.

The breeze stove was filled with red charcoal. She picked up the fire and put several pieces of charcoal in it, put the bed frame on the breeze stove, and then took the tea pot to wait for the water to boil.

While waiting, she took out the tea cake from the paper bag and put it into a wooden mill. She pushed the disc-shaped milling wheel with both hands to crush the tea cake. She picked up the mill and poured the broken tea into the rohe.

The top of the zipper is a fine sieve and the bottom is a round box. Hold the zipper with both hands and shake it gently, and the tea powder falls into the round box.

After the water in the crock boiled, Wen Ran held the roe with one hand and scooped the tea with a teaspoon with the other hand, then scooped out the salt from the guinea pig with salt and poured it into the crock.

She gently stirred the boiling water with her long chopsticks. This was called ringing the heart of the soup, and it became tea-like. The soup gradually boiled on the soup. Wen Ran took a copper spoon and scooped the boiling water into the cooked bowl, knelt on the ground and waited for the three boils.

Li Siye quietly admired her, and she devoted herself to Jiancha. This was the beauty of elegance. Every movement and posture gave people a pleasing feeling. Even Li Meier looked at her with admiration and envy. This was an honor that her brother Li Siye could not even win even if he beat her fist.

The flames from the charcoal mouth of the breeze furnace reflected on Wen Ran's face, causing a blush on her forehead, but the blush was slightly tiddy and slightly orange. If you look closely, it was the refracted luster of the sweaty skin, making her forehead look a little plump. In this dark room, only she carried such colorful light, as if she had brought Li Siye into the fiery and rich Dunhuang murals.

The tea soup boiled again. Wen Ran held two pieces of kudzu cloth in his hand, held the cooked bowl in both hands and poured water into the crock. At the same time, he used fire to clamp the unburned charcoal blocks in the air furnace into the charcoal basin. The tea soup was like frying.

She brought the tea bowl with a tray, put the wooden spoon into the crock and divided the tea into five bowls. She picked up the tray and put it on the table, and held the first bowl of tea to Zhang Xiaojing, the second bowl for Li Siye, then his father Wen Wuji and Li Meier, and finally herself.

Li Siye gently picked it up and took a small sip. The taste was salty, astringent, and slightly bitter, and then a faint sweetness appeared.

In the quiet tea drinking occasion, even a rough man like Zhang Xiaojing sat upright and held the teacup in his hand and savored it carefully.

Wen Wuji took the initiative to ask the two: "Your case has been resolved?"

Zhang Xiaojing nodded silently and glanced at Li Siye invisible light. This may be some hint. Under such circumstances, Li Siye thought it would be better to speak less.

Wen Wuji no longer took the initiative to mention the case, but asked indirectly: "This has no effect on your errands."

Zhang Xiaojing raised his eyebrows upwards, obviously only thought of this problem. The errand may not be done. The prince-consort Yang Hui can give up pursuing them under the persuasion of the princess, but it does not mean that the grudges are eliminated. Even if the prince-consort is a big shot and does not bother with them, the little devil under the King of Hell will not make them feel better.

"The errand may be some problems." Zhang Xiaojing said vaguely.

Wen Ran scooped a cup of tea for everyone, then pouted and looked up and said, "It's okay if you can't do it, this kind of errand is not something that a good person does."

"Wen Ran." Wen Wuji looked at his daughter with a slightly blamed look.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't care, and then smiled bitterly: "It's not only not done by good people, but also by humans. The case was handled by the boss, but it was the credit of our boss after the failure, but we were asked to take the thunder. Fortunately, I have worked diligently for the past six months and have not made any mistakes. Only this time..."

Zhang Xiaojing stopped his words and picked up the tea bowl to cover up his mistake.

After everyone finished drinking the tea soup, Wen Ran got up and took the tea bowl to clean it. Zhang Xiaojing stood up and said goodbye, and Li Siye also bowed to say goodbye.

Li Meier stood beside him and pulled the corner of her clothes, raised her head and asked her brother: "I want to stay at Sister Wen Ran for a few more days, can I?"

Li Siye fully demonstrated the majesty of a father and brother: "Why do you still have to live there? Do you have no home? You are already very upset about others."

Wen Wuji smiled kindly: "It's okay, stay where you want, and stay as long as you want."

Li Mei'er dared not disobey her brother, so she followed Li Siye and said goodbye and went downstairs. Wen Wuji and his daughter took them to the door of the incense shop. Li Siye found that Wen Ran was in a bad mood, especially with no good expression on her face. The expression seemed to be like feeding tea soup to the dog.

He carefully recalled what he said during the tea process, and seemed to have nothing to say, so why did he suddenly offend this lady?

Zhang Xiaojing went back with Li Siye and his sister. They parted ways near Zhaoguofang. Zhang Xiaojing's residence was in Xuanyangfang, but Li Siye lived in Xinchangfang, and walked differently.

When they parted, Zhang Xiaojing bowed and said to Li Siye: "Brother Siye, take a good rest after going back. As for the errands, I will find a way to do it in the future."

"Jinglang doesn't have to worry. If I don't be a bad person, there will be other ways."

Li Siye was willing to be a bad person under Zhang Xiaojing, mainly out of strong curiosity. Now that he has gone, he naturally has other ideas, such as taking advantage of the fact that he still has some money on hand, he will first go to Chang'an City to get familiar with it. At worst, he can still be his own business. He hasn't been to the Wudou Tower in Xishi for a long time.

Zhang Xiaojing said goodbye and left, and Li Siye should go back to the place where he rented.

Li Mei'er stood beside him pouting her lips, and she even walked slowly. Li Siye turned around and called her, but she liked to ignore her.

"What's wrong with you? I've been living there for a few days and I still have to cheat me? Children shouldn't be greedy. I know you like to eat their tea."

Li Meier shouted to her brother: "You only like to eat tea! I want to learn Jiancha, I want to buy Jiancha utensils!"

"I want to make incense! Even if I don't make incense, I want to incense, and I want to make myself fragrant!"

"I also want a silk skirt, the kind embroidered with honeysuckle flowers, I want to wear silver hairpins and buyao!"

Li Siye looked at her in amazement. Did she broaden her horizons and create greater demand? Or did Wen Ran ruin her?

"Do you still want to live in a high-rise building? Are there servants to serve you every day?" Li Siye squatted in front of Li Meier, and could feel the dissatisfaction exhaled from her small Qiong's nose.

"No." Li Mei'er wiped her tears and murmured: "I just want to be like Sister Wen Ran, so I want to stay for a few more days."

Li Siye suddenly understood Li Mei'er. As a poor child from Gaoling County and Township, she suddenly entered Chang'an City. Apart from the dazzled days of her first few days, she finally found the gap between herself and Chang'an girls, which was also related to her fragile inferiority complex.

He grinned and smiled: "If you want these things, I can buy them for you. You don't need to live in someone else's house, you can also have them."

"But." Li Meier burst into tears and said, "Our family has no money. That ten-point money is your family's fortune, brother."

"It's okay, just go and have a flower. After the flower is over, I will find a way to make money. My brother will not let you live in the bridge hole again."

Li Siye touched her head, and the two corners on her head disappeared, turned into a double bun, tied with red silk thread.

"Is this what Sister Wen Ran pricked you?"

"Yeah, it's very beautiful."

"Not bad, let's go home first to see if there is anything lost at home."

Li Siye took Mei'er back to the entrance of the courtyard in Xinchangfang. The copper lock left by Wen Wuji was hung on the yard door. He took out the key from his belt, opened the lock and pushed the door into the house.

A lot of broken leaves and hay fell in the yard. When I walked into the east wing, I saw the straw mat felt and quilt rolled up in the corner of the wall.

Li Meier hurried over, spread the bedding cover, rolled out the water tank from inside, and coins flowed out.

She hurriedly scattered coins into the water jug ​​with her hands, patted her chest with her little hand and said with gratitude: "Fortunately, the money has not been lost."

Li Siye calculated that the ten-ton coins won by the competition were still more than nine-ton coins left, except for the buyer's job and banquet for Zhang Xiaojing and the bad people. It also satisfies Li Meier's needs for tea and buys spices. The cost of spending on the Luoshang is also considered to be his usual coins. The remaining money is enough to cope with this year's expenses.

But with the plan to prepare for the future and pursue a higher quality material life, he needs to find another business to make money.

He sat cross-legged on the felt, yawned and said, "Brother, go with you the day after tomorrow to buy what you want. Now I'm tired and sleepy. I'll sleep for a while."
Chapter completed!