Chapter 120: Tea Cooking and Gossip

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He said it in an angry tone, probably because she fell asleep again after she came back and didn't talk much.

It wasn't that she meant to be arrogant, she was already a little heavy, and her head felt dizzy after walking for a while. She also talked to Jiangsha forcefully for a while, and when she came back she just wanted to sleep.

She didn't speak, and he didn't say much when he saw her, and he had no interest in speaking again. The two of them fell asleep quietly with their own thoughts.

The next day, Wei Cheng disappeared early in the morning. After she finished washing, Wei Ning walked in.

"The general said my wife had orders."

Only then did she remember what Wei Cheng had promised her last night. She was still thinking about who to talk to about this matter. Unexpectedly, he had already ordered Wei Ning and said, "I just want some women's clothes to keep out the cold and some food. No." There will be too much, I just want to give it to those... camp prostitutes. They are all women, and they shouldn't be able to eat too much of your food. Forget it if you don't have enough dry food and money. Keep everything tight first. You can talk about it later.”

After all, the battle is ahead, so it is natural to focus on the soldiers who are about to go into battle to kill the enemy.

She originally planned to ask Wei Cheng to release all the camp prostitutes last night, but if they were released, they would still bring in another batch. This would only cure the symptoms but not the root cause, and would involve more poor people.

It was beyond her ability to save them, unless someone with a higher status, such as Wei Cheng, found their conscience to pity these people and abolished the system of prostitution, then they would be truly saved.

But Wei Cheng is obviously not this kind of person.

She doesn't force herself anymore. If you are successful, you can help the world, and if you are poor, you can be alone.

Weining paused: "That's all?"

"Yes." She nodded.

When he heard the general say that she wanted some supplies, he originally thought it would cost at least a few hundred taels, but he didn't expect that it would only be that much after hearing what she said.

There are fifty-three camp prostitutes in the army, and they have prepared fifty-three sets of women's fur coats and dry food. Compared with the military pay they spend every day, these things are nothing more than water.

Seeing that he seemed a little stunned, Shen Yinxiao frowned: "Is it too much? Then..."

"No." He said, "I will go and order it to be delivered to them."

About two hours passed after Wei Ning left, but Wei Cheng still hadn't come back. Except for the people who came to deliver food, no one came to the big tent. She sat down to eat, which was a cup of wild duck soup and two plates of meat and vegetable stir-fries. and a portion of roasted hare.

It doesn't look like a big pot of rice, but it seems to be cooked in a small stove specially used for Wei Cheng's cooking.

She didn't have a big appetite, but she still forced herself to finish the soup, eat most of the meat, and finish a bowl of rice. As soon as she finished eating, she heard a sound from the door of the tent.

The soldier standing guard at the door came in to announce that someone was looking for her.

Who could be here looking for her? She thought he had made a mistake. After taking a few steps out, she saw a shrinking figure outside the tent. She paused and nodded in understanding.

Jiangsha was wearing a new leather jacket, a women's style. Although it was still a bit big, it was not baggy. When she saw her coming out, she widened her eyes in flattery and knelt down.

Shen Yinxiao stopped her and brought her in.

She was a little frightened and hesitated: "How can a slave come in here..."

"It's okay, just don't look around and don't move around." She smiled. "I don't have anyone to talk to here. If you are fine in the future, you can always come to me."

Having said that, the guard at the door followed her in and stood not far behind her, his eyes sharp and staring at Jiangsha closely.

Someone should have given the order long ago.

She pulled over a bed without paying much attention and said, "Sit down."

He walked aside, picked up the clay pot and tea leaves, and made tea for her.

Jiangsha looked at her work at a loss, holding the hem of her clothes tightly with her fingers, and suddenly stood up: "Slave, please help me cook."

"You know how to make tea?" Shen Yinxiao paused while taking the tea cake and looked back at her in surprise.

Jiangsha blushed: "My parents taught me before."

The process of making tea is a bit cumbersome. Shen Yinxiao usually drinks tea. When he is busy, he breaks off a piece of tea cake and throws it into the pot, boils it and drinks it. Now that he is staying in the camp today with nothing to do, he has a lot of time to do something boring. things like making tea.

Ordinary families who are running around all day long would rarely teach their children how to make tea, so Wei Cheng also taught her how to make tea.

She nodded and smiled: "Just right, then I will have a good meal today."

Five out of ten of the good teas produced in Dayin every year come from Shu. It is customary in Shu to pick tea and make cakes. After cleaning her hands with Jiangsha, she picked up a piece of tea cake with bamboo clips, baked it on the fire, and simmered it. Roast slowly and wait for the tea leaves to stretch and completely dry out the water.

The degree of roasting is actually a little difficult to grasp. If you just learn a superficial way, it is very simple. But if you are a tea drinker, you must be very concerned about the first step of sencha.

Shen Yinxiao turned his head and looked at it, then suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch her wrist, lifted it up, and said warmly: "It's too close, the distance is about five inches, otherwise there will be a burnt smell when cooking."

It's not that she is particular, but that whenever Wei Cheng makes tea, he is always extremely particular and is used to it.

Jiangsha blushed, "Thank you madam for reminding me."

She wrapped the baked tea cakes to seal in the aroma. After cooling, she put them into a tea grinder and ground them into powder. Then the ground tea powder was sifted, and the fine tea powder was spread evenly in the cup. The aroma of tea filled the inner tent. The two of them were concentrating on making tea, and did not notice Wei Cheng who had just entered.

As soon as Wei Cheng opened the curtain, he smelled the refreshing fragrance of tea. He couldn't help but twitching the corners of his lips. He walked straight to the inner tent and suddenly heard Shen Yinxiao's clear voice.

Like a mountain stream or a cedar in the forest.

Sitting behind the kang table, he slowly taught the people in front of him how to make tea.

He looked like a serious teacher, just like when he taught her how to make tea.

The boredom of training all morning was gone.

He couldn't help but stop and quietly leaned to the side, casually admiring the curling back of Pingting.

Jiangsha looks for water.

"The best water for making tea is mountain spring water, followed by river water and well water. But we don't need to be so particular outside. Just use water from the river." She took the water tank and scooped the water into it. In the pot.

"yes."

When making tea, it is divided into three boils: the first boil is like fish eyes and makes a slight sound; the edge of the second boil is like spring beads; the third boil is like waves. Water after three boils cannot be consumed again.

Shen Yinxiao watched her unfamiliarly pour water into the red clay stove. The firewood burned and made a crackling sound. The room was filled with tea mist and the fragrance was pleasant.

Wei Cheng saw that she was enjoying herself. It was rare that she had such energy these days, so he didn't bother her. He quietly walked outside and took off his armor.

Shen Yinxiao heard the sound of armor rubbing against the tips of his ears. He glanced at the shadow behind the screen from the corner of his eye and said nothing. Jiangsha was concentrating on the tea in her hand and didn't notice the movement outside.

"Try it, ma'am."

Jiangsha scooped out the first cup and handed it to her.

At a glance, she knew that the person who taught her how to make tea was also half-assed. Shen Yinxiao stopped her hand and reminded: "When dividing the tea, you must remove the biotite-like water film on the tea foam, otherwise the tea soup will not taste pure. .”

Jiangsha's face turned redder, biting her lip and nodding.

Shen Yinxiao took the wooden spoon in her hand and divided the tea himself.

The water scooped out of the first bowl is called "Junyong". It can be drank directly and has a good taste. It can also be reserved for stopping boiling and cultivating flowers. She pushed the first one aside, handed the second one to Jiangsha, and then kept the third one for herself, picked it up and took a sip.

"Boil one liter of water and divide the tea into five cups. Be sure to drink it while it is hot. At this time, the turbid matter in the tea soup will condense and the essence will float up. When the tea is cold, the essence of the tea will disperse with the air, making it tasteless."

Hearing the words, Jiangsha nodded as if she understood: "I have written it down."

In his spare time, Wei Cheng taught her the techniques of making and serving tea in great detail. She was confused after hearing this. She just felt that these powerful people must be too bored every day. Otherwise, how could they have so much free time? Care about the first cup and the second pot of tea.

Unexpectedly, later on, he would make tea for her by himself from time to time, and every process was very particular, which made her complain endlessly.

A low chuckle came from beside the screen.

Before the Kang case, the two of them walked out together by chance.

The man was wearing a black narrow-sleeved Baoxiang Ruyi dark-patterned round-neck robe. He leaned lazily to the side, looking at Shen Yinxiao with a smile that never faded. He looked like an idle young man from aristocratic family.

Shen Yinxiao looked at him sideways, and Shi Shiran picked up the first "Junyong" in his hand and smiled broadly: "General, you have been watching us making tea for a long time, do you want to drink one as a reward?"