Zhang He glanced around for a while, and when he saw no one around, he came close to Xu Songhua and lowered his voice and said: "Xu Juren, it turns out that the plan to bring down the eldest lady is going on in an orderly manner, and Zhang Wencai has also successfully become the housekeeper's assistant. , given time, we can squeeze out Qu Feng and have all the Lin family members in our hands."
"However, I didn't expect that Yan Qi showed up halfway and ruined all the plans. Zhang Wencai was arrested and imprisoned. Xu Juren made a mistake and was also manipulated by Yan Qi. Now, the situation is not good."
Xu Songhua snorted coldly: "This Yan Qi is indeed difficult to deal with. However, my father-in-law is eager to seize power and drive Lin Ruoxian out of office. You must take control of the Lin family's personnel as soon as possible."
Zhang He nodded: "I will definitely finish this matter as soon as possible, and will never delay the big event planned by the fourth master. How can the Lin family, which is so big, let the eldest lady take power? After all, the eldest lady is a female generation, with long hair and knowledge. Short, how can anyone be as smart and wise as the Fourth Master, who can control the situation with just a wave of his hand?"
Xu Songhua said bitterly: "This Yan Qi is not a fuel-efficient lamp. You have to drive him away as soon as possible, otherwise it will ruin things."
Zhang He puffed out his chest and promised: "Xu Juren, don't worry, I already have a way to drive away Yan Qi. Just wait for the good news."
Xu Songhua nodded: "Steward Zhang, your loyal father-in-law has seen it all. As long as he takes the position of the head of the Lin family, you will be the number one hero. When the time comes, you will definitely benefit from it."
Zhang He's tail was wagging happily: "Thank you Xu Juren for your concern, and thank you Fourth Master for your love. I will use any means to drive Yan Qi out of the Lin Mansion as soon as possible and clear all obstacles for Fourth Master."
"I feel relieved now."
Xu Songhua nodded, took Lin Ruyi and left sadly.
***
Yan Qi led everyone into the tea room.
Everyone went to drink tea and chat. A group of talented people and servants were surrounding the beautiful maid, talking about all kinds of fun things, and going about the business of picking up girls.
Especially Wang Zhibai and Sun Sheng, they tried their best to compete with each other in order to grab a maid.
Yan Qi gave them a "contemptuous" look: "You are really worthless, life is short, why should you indulge in beauty?"
After saying that, he followed Qiuxiang into the single room.
Wang Zhibai and Sun Sheng were so angry.
It sounds like you are not a womanizer. Why are you and Ms. Qiuxiang in the private room? If you're not picking up girls, are you doing some learning?
Despise you!
Qiuxiang took Yan Qi into the single room.
This is a closed tea room, tall and spacious. In the middle of the hall, there is a large pot hanging in the air, which is obviously used for frying tea.
Qiuxiang took Longjing, cleaned and soaked it, and said to Yan Qi: "Although the essence of fried tea lies in frying, cleaning and soaking are foreplay and must not be omitted."
Yan Qi snickered: "Qiuxiang said it well, foreplay is very important and must not be omitted. I even think that the longer the foreplay, the higher the happiness index."
Qiuxiang looked confused: "Brother Qi, the longer the prelude, the higher the happiness index. What does this mean? I don't understand."
Yan Qi Khan: If you don’t understand, it means you are innocent.
"Um, Qiuxiang, I just said it casually, don't worry about it, you can go on and tell me about the fried tea."
Qiuxiang always felt that Yan Qi's words were provocative, but she didn't quite understand them, so she continued: "Wash the tea three times. Use cold water for the first time to wash away the dust, and use warm water for the second time to moisturize the tea leaves. Use cold water three times to lock in the moisture. The next step is to make tea. The key to making tea is to absorb the flavor. At this time, you need to stir constantly to make the taste even."
As Qiuxiang spoke, she took the chopsticks and began to stir the tea leaves.
After stirring for about a quarter of an hour, I put the chopsticks down.
Yan Qi kept staring at Qiuxiang's hands. Her hands were as white as jade and could be held.
More importantly, Qiuxiang holds the chopsticks in her right hand, without any trace of being left-handed.
Could it be that Qiuxiang is really not left-handed? Am I overthinking it?
"The tea frying starts below."
Qiuxiang climbed up the ladder with tea leaves in her hands.
The ladder was shaking a little, so Yan Qi hurriedly walked over, grabbed the tea leaves first, and held the ladder up for Qiu Xiang.
Standing from Yan Qi's point of view, she just happened to see Qiuxiang's skirt fly up, revealing the tight-fitting white trousers underneath. One of her beautiful legs was lifted up to climb up the ladder. Her waist was straight, she pushed forward, and her buttocks were stretched back tightly, white The trousers clung very tightly to her arms, revealing her charming curves to the fullest.
Any man would be tempted to move when he sees such a seductive posture.
Yan Qi was stunned, her mind filled with wild thoughts.
Qiuxiang climbed up the ladder, straightened her buttocks, took a short rest, turned back to take the tea leaves from Yan Qi's hand, and found that Yan Qi was staring at her body.
Oops, so shy.
Qiuxiang straightened her waist and quickly jumped onto the high platform, adjusting her skirt with all her hands and feet, fearing that Yan Qi would think she was a frivolous woman.
Although Yan Qi was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he still felt a little embarrassed. He coughed twice and climbed up the ladder.
The space on the table is very small, and it feels spacious when one person stands there. When two people stand together, it feels a little crowded, but it's manageable.
"Qiuxiang, you start making tea, and I will learn a little bit."
Yan Qi quickly changed the topic and was caught on the spot peeking at the girl's buttocks. That was simply too embarrassing.
Qiuxiang grabbed the wooden shovel and explained to Yan Qi the essentials of frying tea while frying tea.
Yan Qi is very knowledgeable and actually knows how to fry tea.
He watched Qiuxiang frying tea, his movements were skillful, the heat was in place, and the process was meticulous. At first glance, he was a master of tea frying.
However, he felt strange.
Qiuxiang's style of roasting tea can only be regarded as a first-class master. If the tea leaves are roasted at this pace, it will be far from the level of top-quality roasted tea.
What's wrong?
Yan Qi looked around and stared at Qiuxiang's soft white hands.
Qiuxiang holds a wooden spatula in her right hand, and stirs the fried tea up and down, drawing an elegant arc, but it seems a bit stiff, so that some tea leaves splash out from the pot.
As an expert at frying tea, would you let the tea leaves spill out of the pot? Like a five-star chef, would you let the dishes in the pot spill?
That's no.
There is definitely something fishy here.
Qiuxiang put down the wooden shovel, picked up the fan and fanned gently to disperse the floating dust.
Yan Qi stared at the wooden shovel and suddenly discovered a strange place.
This wooden shovel is coated with red paint, and strangely, the paint on the left side of the handle is blurred, while the paint on the right side of the handle is intact.
This is strange.
When a normal person holds the handle with his right hand and exerts force on the palm, the paint will definitely fall off on the right side first, but the paint on this wooden shovel falls off on the left side.
Then I think of Qiu Xiang’s fried tea technique which is not refined enough.
Yan Qi was convinced: Qiuxiang must be left-handed, and the reason why he held the wooden shovel in his right hand was to disguise himself.
