Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

Children who cry and make a fuss get candy.

Youhuang's willful and unreasonable behavior alarmed Huaixu Pavilion, so Youxian quickly brought a bowl of braised pork knuckle.

Looking at the empty bowl and then at Youhuang who looked very satisfied, Yan Ruzhi retracted her naive thoughts from yesterday. The ancients were right. It is true that you cannot judge a book by its cover.

Looking at the girl in front of him with a cold and aloof expression, clear eyes, and a face as beautiful as a fairy, who would have thought that she would devour a whole bowl of braised pork knuckle in no time and even lick the juice in the bowl clean.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Yan Ruzhi pretended to ask, "I remember that the Fourth Master doesn't like greasy food, so why did he stew the pork knuckle so early?"

Youxian looked at the bowl that Youhuang had licked clean, and said with a smile: "Of course our Fourth Master doesn't eat it, but Miss Youhuang has loved eating meat since she was a child, and the old lady is afraid that she will get a stomachache, so she never allows her to eat too much meat, so she has no choice but to run to our Fourth Master to beg for meat."

"After meeting Miss Youhuang yesterday, the Fourth Master asked me to prepare braised pork knuckle. I didn't expect it would come in handy."

"Fourth Uncle is still the best to me." You Huang narrowed his eyes contentedly, stroking his bloated stomach and said, "I'm too full, I want to go out for a walk to help digest the food."

"The young lady is weak, it is better for her to rest in bed." Looking at You Huang's pale face, Xuan Bing hurriedly held You Huang who was about to get up: "If she faints again, Madam will blame the subordinates for failing to take good care of the young lady."

"You're a doctor, tell me if I should get out of bed and walk around."

You Huang directly asked Yan Ruzhi who was beside him. Yan Ruzhi reached out and felt You Huang's pulse again: "Let me feel your pulse first. If there is no problem, then it's fine."

After a moment, he looked up at Youhuang in surprise and said, "Miss Youhuang is really starving. She was almost weak just now. Now that she is full and well, although she is not as strong as a normal person, it is no problem for her to go out for a walk to digest the food."

"Is there really no problem?" Xuan Bing asked again to confirm.

"It's really no problem, I promise." Yan Ruzhi answered affirmatively.

"I still have to go back to my wife first. Please wait for a moment, young lady."

Xuan Bing went out to ask Shen Zhaojun for permission without waiting for Youhuang's consent. When he came back, he had a few more pieces of cloth in his hands.

Putting the cloth in front of You Huang, he said, "Madam has agreed, and she also said that she will give you meat for every meal in the future. These cloths are for you. I will measure your size later and send them to the sewing room to make clothes for you."

You Huang hummed and said, "Oh, by the way, take out the tea I made. Fourth Uncle loves tea. I'll bring it over for him to taste later."

Xuan Bing walked to the cabinet next to him, took out a small bamboo tube and said with a smile: "The girl suddenly fainted yesterday. After I settled her down, I put the tea leaves in the cabinet."

Looking at the small bamboo tube in Xuan Bing's hand, You Xian hesitated for a long time before reminding: "Miss You Huang, it's true that the Fourth Master loves to drink tea. He has drunk the four famous teas of Chunlu, Zhuyan, Fushuang and Qinxue. If your tea is not good enough, the Fourth Master will not drink it."

"So what about the four famous teas?"

You Huang disagreed and said, "As long as Fourth Uncle drinks my tea, the Four Famous Teas will be his predecessors from now on."

In her previous life, she occasionally drank a cup of famous tea that tasted like leftover swill, which shattered her filter of the lives of ancient people and made her realize that not every time and space can be compared with China's 5,000-year-old civilization.

Not to mention whether the poems are good or bad, she can complain about a whole river of tea alone.

No matter how good the tea tastes, after passing through the hands of the tea maker, it will come out as a pile of broken leaves, and the taste of the brewed tea is even more difficult to describe.

Seeing You Huang's overflowing self-confidence, Youxian couldn't bear to pour cold water on her, so he picked up the clean bowl and said with a smile: "I will go ahead and take Miss Yan to give the Fourth Master acupuncture."

"You go ahead."

"Farewell!"

Yan Ruzhi carried the medicine box and followed Youxian to Huaixu Pavilion.

Youhuang also washed up and put on a light lipstick on her lips to make herself look better.

About half an hour later, Youhuang stepped onto the bamboo building again. Even though he had just seen Chu Yi yesterday, he still felt his eyes brightened when he saw him again today.

Chu Yi was wearing a white brocade robe with green edges and a light green bamboo leaf pattern embroidered on the front today, which made his elegant temperament look more graceful, and the smile on his handsome face was also warmer than yesterday.

"I heard you have some good tea for me to taste."

Chu Yi looked at You Huang, who was dressed in red and looked energetic, and went straight to the point.

You Huang hummed and sat down opposite him. He opened the bamboo tube and poured some tea leaves onto a small dish. He said, "Fourth uncle is an expert at tasting tea. Please smell this tea first to see if it's good."

Looking at the intact tea leaves in the small dish, Chu Yi picked up a tea leaf and smelled it, then examined it carefully and said, "I have drunk many kinds of tea. Due to the production techniques, the tea leaves produced are also broken. How do you keep the tea leaves intact?"

"Business confidential, no comment."

You Huang put the tea leaves into the teapot and poured boiling water over it, saying, "If I hadn't returned to the Marquis' Mansion, I would have made my first pot of gold before the tea picking next year."

Yan Ruzhi glanced at the bamboo tube on the table and sniffed the air: "This little bit of tea can be worth a bucket of gold, then the money is too easy to make. Why should I practice medicine? I might as well change my career to selling tea and make a lot of money."

"What does Fourth Uncle think?" You Huang asked with a smile.

"If I were a businessman, I would be willing to give out ten buckets of gold."

Chu Yi is a person who understands tea. After seeing and smelling it, he is very sure that Youhuang's tea is better than the four famous teas.

"Ten buckets of gold, is the Fourth Master crazy?" Looking at the usually calm and elegant man in surprise, Yan Ruzhi felt that this was the funniest joke she had heard today.

"Miss Yan, it's not the tea leaves that are valuable, but the method of making them." Youxian reminded quietly. Youhuang smiled and said, "Don't jump to conclusions. It won't be too late to tell after you taste the tea."

While several people were studying tea, Tianji Pavilion was also doing research.

After repeatedly pondering the aura on the Soul-Locking Bag, the handsome man who looked like he had walked out of a painting said, "It's true that the Soul-Locking Bag belongs to Elder Xue, but the person who teleported the Soul-Locking Bag and the magic energy here may not be her. I didn't expect that someone in the Fuguang Dynasty could use teleportation magic."

"Seventh Brother, can you track this person's whereabouts?"

The only woman among the seven heads of the family asked, "A person who can use the teleportation technique must be at least at the Foundation Establishment stage."

The appearance of a foundation-building cultivator in Tiandu was already surprising, but what was even more surprising was that he specially sent a generous gift to Tianji Pavilion.

The handsome man called Lao Qi said, "The other party deliberately concealed his aura, and his hiding method was quite sophisticated. These are not the main points. The main point is what is the purpose of the other party sending this generous gift."

"I think it's a provocation, but I'd rather hear your opinion."

The woman threw the question back again. Her tone was not one of evading responsibility, but one of trusting the man's judgment more.

Lao Qi was silent for a while and said, "I think the other party is reminding us that there are traces of demons in Tiandu, and hopes that we can take action to solve it."

"Fifth brother, is there anything going on over there?"

Lao Qi looked up at the end of the table and asked a man dressed as a scholar who was flipping through a book.