Gurgling...

The specially made gourd-shaped thick iron kettle sounded boiling water on the charcoal fire. The rising water vapor walked around the lifting beams that looked like vines in the iron kettle, gradually dissipating in the air, bringing a strange fragrance.

Not only tea leaves, Mingyouzi also pinched the strange herbs with his slender fingers and poured them into the teapot. When the water temperature was right, he lifted the iron pot and injected the boiling water into the beaten tea syrup in one go.

The refreshing fragrance instantly emanates from the air, which makes people feel shocked when they smell it. Before they even enter their mouths, saliva has already produced saliva, and a sweet smell surges under the tongue.

"Good tea." Ye Qingxuan exclaimed sincerely.

Ming Youzi smiled slightly and said calmly: "The way to use tea is not only depends on the tea, but also on the technique. My tea-beating technique is the most satisfying skill that I am besides martial arts."

Ye Qingxuan held the tea bowl, gently wiped the tea stains beside the bowl, saluted Mingyouzi respectfully, and drank the light green tea in one go.

A clear stream penetrated into the lungs and then exploded in the dantian, instantly spreading throughout the limbs and bones. The steaming hot air penetrated through the pores and oozed out of the body. Ye Qingxuan immediately felt a layer of fine hair and sweat. At this time, even his sweat had a sweet smell, which made people feel particularly comfortable.

Ye Qingxuan praised again, and Shu Ran said: "This is one of the best teas I have ever tasted in my life, especially that vanilla, which is really something I have never seen in my life."

"It's Xiangling grass. It can only grow in water. In the eyes of people who don't understand the market, it's just a strange water plant." Ming Youzi explained calmly, then looked slightly moved, and asked curiously: "Just just said it was one of the best teas... I wonder whose tea has ever been drunk?"

"It was the one who has taken care of by Yan," Ye Qingxuan replied.

"Is Yan Jingliu?" Ming Youzi sighed lightly and said softly: "What a pity."

Ye Qingxuan said silently and agreed secretly.

Yan Jingliu's death lost not only the power of the righteous path in the martial arts world, but also caused the era to lose a literary leader as a whole.

In today's world, even the most romantic figures can only play with swords and guns, and the way of literary deeds falls.

After drinking a bowl of water, Mingyouzi took care of the tea again, but poured the freshly burned water into the river, and re-steered a pot of clear water from the water jar and re-fired it.

Seeing Ye Qingxuan’s curious expression, Ming Youzi smiled and said, “Which pot of water has been boiled just now, and it will be old if it is boiled again…”

"Can water burn old?"

"Of course." Mingyouzi said: "There are three levels of boiling water. From the time when the water is about to boil, bubbles of shrimp eyes will first appear at the bottom of the water, followed by bubbles of crab eyes, followed by bubbles of fish eyes, and finally a kettle boils and boils completely. The best time to brew my lei tea is to raise the water temperature when the crab eyes water is brewed. If it reaches the size of fish eyes, the water temperature will be over. If it is boiling, it will be burned."

Ye Qingxuan asked with a smile: "Can you see bubbles even when the iron pot?"

Mingyouzi said lightly: "Only skilled ears, the nuances in it are difficult to distinguish clearly if there is no long-term study. I like this throughout my life, so I can naturally judge a rough idea based on sound and time."

Ye Qingxuan nodded with laughter and thought to himself that he had learned some knowledge of pretending to behave with others.

The two of them stopped talking, just enjoyed the tea.

Since Mingyouzi didn't speak first, Ye Qingxuan naturally didn't know how to ask questions. Obviously, Mingyouzi's thoughts at this moment were not ready yet, so I don't know where to start.

There were horns coming from the distant river.

The previous drama battle between the two has attracted the attention of all the masters on the island.

I believe the shock brought to them is by no means something that can be described in words.

And this fierce fight fell in an instant, and there will naturally be good players from different forces who will come out of the river to explore the reality and reality.

"Oh, noisy."

Ming Youzi sighed, stood up, glanced at Ye Qingxuan, and said lightly: "I'll take you to a quiet place."

"Sir, lead the way."

Ye Qingxuan was not afraid and agreed with her smile.

A look of admiration appeared in Mingyouzi's eyes, and his feet were slightly paused. The boat suddenly rushed into a hidden waterway behind the sandbank like an arrow.

Ye Qingxuan's expression was subtle. He didn't expect that there was such a secret waterway in the largest sandbank outside Wolong Island. Sansheng Island is worthy of being the local snake here and is very familiar with the local situation.

The boat was sailing in a reed marsh that was more than one person tall. The sun shone brightly and the water surface was shining with phosphorescence, as if it had entered another mysterious world.

After passing through this reed marsh, another river channel was now in front of me. After walking for more than ten feet, the river channel was forked again.

Mingyouzi drove the boat to the narrower river channel on the right, with weeping willows on both sides. When the boat passed by, the bent willow branches swept on the boat, making a "whisper" sound.

The more you go inward, the more crisscrossed the rivers. If you are not a person who knows the road, you will be lost in this complicated and confused water of the rivers.

After half an hour, Ming Youzi finally led Ye Qingxuan to a small pier deep in the reed marsh in the sandbank.

Looking at the osmanthus forest in front of the pier, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "The winding paths are secluded. I didn't expect that there would be such a quiet and elegant place at the end of this winding waterway."

Mingyouzi smiled and replied, "What kind of elegant place is just my place to recuperate."

Tied the boat to the dock, Mingyouzi walked forward and took Ye Qingxuan into the island.

The two walked through this osmanthus forest first.

There is a slope outside the forest, flowing through a small river. There is a stone bridge on the river, connecting the gravel roads on both sides, leading to a small valley covered with green trees.

The houses are hidden in the gorge, hidden deep in the sea of ​​flowers and leaves, like poetry and painting, and are extremely quiet and quiet.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's indeed a fairyland on earth, a good place to practice in seclusion."

Mingyouzi said: "Such beautiful scenery makes people forget the world. If there are great men patrolling with swords and swords, wouldn't it be a big shame? I hope this place will always be like this. Three Holy Island... is no longer what I hoped at the beginning."

Ye Qingxuan's heart was slightly stern, but he didn't ask much questions.

The two climbed the stone bridge all the way.

The water flowed under the bridge, and Ye Qingxuan couldn't help feeling very happy. He opened his eyes to appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of him, and forgot where he was.

Within the trough, two clear streams flowed out along the canyon, and the roadside was covered with trees, flowers and plants, and birds sang and sang, which was very lively.

After turning a corner, a huge bluestone suddenly appeared in front of it. The bluestone was as high as three or four people, with four big characters "Forget Worry Small Building" on it. The entire bluestone was surrounded by green vines, and several colors of flowers bloomed, which were colorful and dazzling.

Behind the bluestone, a small courtyard is located in front of the dense bamboo forest, which is repaired with wood and bamboo, which is extremely elegant.

Ming Youzi patted the dust on his body and smiled relaxedly: "I'm home. There is a shabby room, and it's hard to have visitors on weekdays, so my friend laughed."

After saying that, he took the lead, opened the bamboo fence, led Ye Qingxuan into the courtyard, and directly pushed open the main entrance of the study.

The layout inside is indeed as Ye Qingxuan imagined, with a very stylish look.

When Ye Qingxuan glanced at him, he was immediately attracted by the picture of a beautiful woman hanging in the middle of the study. He looked carefully, immediately widened his eyes and took a breath of air conditioning.
Chapter completed!