The air conditioner in the store was blowing loudly, and the two of them were eating happily. Youyou was a little greedy looking at the red soup in her mother's bowl, "Mom, can I taste what yours tastes like?"
Ning Yue was afraid that it would be spicy for him, so she only gave him a piece of meat, and specially squeezed the spicy oil on it with a spoon, and then fed it into the little guy's mouth, "How is it? Is it very spicy?"
The little guy hissed, "It smells so good, spicy and fragrant. I want it more."
Ning Yue, "Then you can take two more bites at most, otherwise your little body won't be able to sleep."
With that said, she picked up two pieces of meat in the little boy's bowl, asked the waiter for a glass of freshly squeezed juice, and gave it to the child.
It's a treat for the little guy to eat.
The two of them had a delicious meal of Malatang and drove home in a sports car. After taking a nap, Ning Yue hurriedly took her masterpiece to Mr. Wen's house.
"I was still wondering when you would finish this work, but I didn't expect you to move very quickly."
Ning Yue put the painting box and gifts on the coffee table in the living room, and sat on the sofa without being polite to the old man.
"Thank you for taking the trouble to bring you some good tea. Would you like me to make you a cup to try?"
Mr. Wen immediately laughed and said she was being polite. She didn't even say thank you. She brought him tea. She was casual and not rude. "You kid has such a bad temper with me. Let's go. , I will try your good tea and tea-making skills today."
The old man's home is particularly artistic. The living room is full of masterpieces by famous artists, and the side hall is even more impressive. The furniture is made of yellow rosewood, and is all old-fashioned and expensive. It is estimated that the ancestors of the Wen family are not simple.
During her cultivation life, Ning Yue was constantly pulling things into the space. In addition to refining elixirs, talisman arrays and disks, she used the most food and drink, including tea from the cultivation world. There was no way that anyone could be loved by the elders around her. When it comes to drinking tea, her uncle, her master, her head brother... she has become a habit of collecting tea leaves.
What she brought over today was the most common tea in the world of immortality. It was not that she was reluctant to part with those good teas, but this was enough.
Good tea, you just throw a few leaves into the cup and brew it with hot water, the tea will be overflowing with fragrance!
Of course, in order to show off today, Ning Yue, ah no, to express her gratitude to Mr. Wen, of course put her best tea-making skills to use.
Although the Wen family's villa is not as big as the Qian family's, the living room is also more than 100 square meters. As soon as the tea was washed, the fragrance was on her head. When she poured hot water again, it would really be a full house. It smells delicious!
"Okay, good tea! Good tea! Girl, what kind of tea is this? Why does it smell so good? I can't wait. Don't... just pour me a cup."
He was so anxious that he almost blurted out, "Stop acting." It would be so hurtful to say it out loud, and Sheng Yatou's tea-making skills were inferior to those of the tea masters.
Ning Yue brought a cup of tea to the old gentleman in a funny manner, "Let's have a taste."
The old gentleman picked up the small tea cup and felt that the tea had gone down on his own before he could taste it carefully.
"Snapped"! "Good tea, good tea! I've only seen this in my life! I've lived for more than half my life, but I didn't expect to be able to drink such good tea. It's worth dying for me!"
This tea should be slightly bitter and sweet after entering the throat. Ke Ning Yuelai's tea has basically no bitter taste, but it is extremely sweet after entering the mouth. When it enters the stomach, a warm feeling will rise, and the body will feel light... ...That feeling is like becoming an immortal!
"Girl, what's the name of this tea? Where did you get it? No matter how expensive it is, just give me ten kilograms for the old man and you decide the price!"
Ning Yue smiled helplessly: "Mr. Wen, I got this tea by chance. It's called Wenxin. I tasted it and thought it tasted good, so I gave you half of it to try. You asked me for ten pounds as soon as you came. I'll come up. Where can I get it for you?"
Mr. Wen immediately stared at the tea leaves on the table with a disappointed look on his face, "This tea is so good, but I can't drink it anymore. Wouldn't it cost me my life?"
"It's half a catty. If you save a little, you can drink it for a year."
Mr. Wen immediately picked up the tea box that Ning Yue had just opened.
It's half a catty, only half a catty. The stinky girl just grabbed a lot of it into the pot, but it made him feel bad!
He quickly poured himself another cup and drank it. After finishing it, he felt that he drank too fast. Finally, when he saw Ning Yue still drinking tea slowly there, he simply chased her away and said, "Girl, just drink two cups and you'll be fine." Go back quickly, I won't keep you here. Come back later!"
Ning Yue couldn't laugh or cry: "Mr. Wen, it's really not that bad. Isn't it just two cups of tea? The tea I brewed and the tea leaves I took, you won't let me drink two cups?"
"As for, why not? It's only half a catty, and I don't even dare to drink it! Anyway, you still have half a catty at home, so you go home and drink it yourself!"
Ning Yue was kicked out by Mr. Wen.
The servant of the Wen family saw that after the guests left, their old man was holding the purple clay teapot and brewing tea again and again until the tea had lost its color, then he let go of the few tea leaves.
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The despised Ning Yue returned home. The little guy was still in class. He only took half a day off today and had to continue class in the afternoon, so she went back to practice.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, the phone that Ning Yue had put aside suddenly rang. It was a WeChat notification.
After absorbing all the spiritual energy in the spirit stone in her hand, Ning Yue picked up her phone and looked at it.
When she saw the above message, Ning Yue really thought about it for a long time before she remembered who the person who sent the message was the original owner's university monitor.
The monitor's surname was Shi Wenyuan. As soon as she came up, she asked her which day she was free recently.
Ning Yue replied: Is something wrong with the squad leader?
Shi Wenyuan: Our classmates are planning to hold a class reunion. You are already a star, but you must be honored to participate. Don’t worry, you don’t have to spend money, just come. The time is up to you.
Ning Yue thought for a moment, this is not right. The original owner studied finance when he was in school. There were several rich second generation and even second generation officials and third generation red people in the class. The conditions of the Sheng family were not comparable to those of those people. They are not doing well now. She is much better than her eighteenth-tier classmate. Now she has to decide the time for a class reunion. Why does this sound so weird?
Slender fingers were typing quickly on the phone: I am available anytime, just let me know when you set the time.
Soon the other party sent an OK emoticon package.
It wasn't until after dinner that Monitor Shi sent another message. The time was set for Saturday night, and the location was a five-star hotel.
Ning Yue smiled. It seemed that the classmate who organized the class reunion was a big shot. At least he was rich!
Before going to bed, Ning Yue once again received a message from a certain man, just two words: Good night.
Well, her schedule is quite regular. She basically goes to bed on time and wakes up on time every day. This man must be sending her messages at certain times.
