[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

Among the outlandish Chinese tea sets, a white-glazed tea set outlining these flimsy bamboo leaves stands out.

White glaze, the iron content in the glaze is less than 70.00% V, and it can be formed after high-temperature firing.

The color of the tea set in front of me is soft and waxy, not like the Chinese white and bright white, but the ivory white that Westerners prefer, warm and moist in the hand, it is indeed an expensive tea set, but...

"Since Mr. Oswick knows that this tea is Longjing, why would he choose a white glaze tea set to spoil it?"

"Waste?"

The young gentleman's eyes widened again.

Song Yi's fingers brushed over the white-glazed tea set, but she looked at the unremarkable one, even a little dusty, her eyes lit up, she is really a treasure, isn't she?

Little Oswick noticed Song Yi's eyes.

"You don't want to choose this one, do you?" He asked Songyi a little surprised.

Song Yi tilted her head to look at the other party, and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "Why not?"

Little Oswick looked at Song Yi with a disdainful look of how can you use such an ugly tea set, but the latter ignored him.

"Carl, call a maid for me."

"kindness!"

Carl Theodore nodded, and it didn't take long to find a maid in style.

Song Yi looked at the maid and asked, "I need fire, clean water, tofu, sugar cane..."

Before Song Yi finished speaking, the maid interrupted her softly.

"Others can be prepared, but what is tofu?"

Songyi has seen this kind of look before, in the house before, her maid Xiaodie always couldn't understand why foreigners don't eat rice.

Song Yi was silent for a while, and then said: "If you don't have any, give me some." She now knows that there is no tofu in the West.

The maid responded, and went down to get ready.

There were more people onlookers, and Song Yi realized this after watching the maid leave, and then her skirt was pulled.

"What?" She looked down at her brother slightly.

Karl Theodore asked: "What is tofu?"

"A kind of food."

"I want to eat."

"You want to eat even without knowing what it is?" Song Yi teased the boy.

The ghostly boy rolled his eyes: "It sounds delicious."

Song Yi wanted to say something else, but Mr. Oswilk Jr. also asked the same question.

"Tofu, is it delicious?"

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled easily.

"It is indeed very delicious food, from Chinese food."

When Mr. Oswell Jr. heard the word "China", he didn't know whether it was embarrassment or what. He pursed his lips. For the first time, for a person with a picky tongue like him, he didn't continue to ask.

Not long after, the maid brought up all the things, one by one, on a silver plate, and covered it with a small pot, as if it was not water but precious jewels.

"Rich man..." Song Yi babbled silently in her heart, and at the same time glanced at the delicate sapphire cuff on Mr. Oswilk's sleeve.

"What are you going to do?" Karl Teodo turned into a curious baby, which was rare, and stood patiently beside Song Yi instead of running out to wander around.

"First let them wake up from sleep." Song Yi blinked and said.She looked a little mysterious, and whetted the appetites of those around her.

Light up the small stove, and the bright blue flame circles around, and then the whole thing burns up. In the small ceramic bowl filled with clean water, use tweezers to put the set of dusty tea sets into it, and boil it.

Time passed slowly, and there were more and more people watching. Except for the young people, even those important people who were too lazy to move their legs and feet condescended to come over.

Everyone watched the second lady of Duke Max's family make tea together.

Song Yi didn't know that she had become the focus now, her dark eyes were now completely focused on the tea set in the bowl.

When the water was in close contact with them, it did not become dirty at all. When sugarcane juice was added, something magical happened!The little things that were originally dirty, like petals that have absorbed the dew, are blooming their own brilliance bit by bit in the eyes of everyone.

Small tweezers are made of wood, avoiding silver things is to avoid scratching these small things.

Song Yi clamped a tea cover.

The temperature in the air is much lower than that in the hot water. When the hot air on the tea cover encounters the cold air, it suddenly cools down. In midair, a wisp of white smoke rises.

It was like magic.

The teacup, which was so rustic at first, has become moist after being washed.

Song Yi put out the tea sets one by one, placed them in a corner, and then lit a simple tea light.

The first tea is warm tea.

Pour [-]/[-] of the warm water, add a small amount of Longjing tea, cover the tea lid, wait for the Longjing tea leaves to absorb the water and force out the fragrance, then pour out the tea residue and discard it.

The second course is to make tea.

Pour water over the cup first, the first tea before has released the tea fragrance, then put in new tea leaves, shake gently and wait for 1 minute.

"All right."

The woman's voice was not loud, but it was like a mountain morning bell. The people standing in front stretched their necks and waited for the lid to be lifted.

Song Yi pressed her little finger against the wall of the cup, and then smiled slightly.

The tea cover is lifted, and the fragrance is tangy, and the thin porcelain outlined by the plain embryo is like a gentle net, embracing the fragrance of tea.The tea leaves are fully stretched under the moisture of warm water, and the yellow-green tea soup is as clear and transparent as amber.

"Mr. Oswick, you can try again."

Song Yi held the cup in both hands and handed it to the man.

Mr. Oswilk Jr. was going to make a sarcasm, because he expected that the impolite lady must be boasting, but he was a little shaken when the other party started to boil the water.

The man pursed his lips and decided to try it first.

The clear and transparent bright soup looks like fine wine, and the color of the boiled tea set is as fresh as a sunny day after rain.

He took a sip of what he thought was horse urine before.

After the tip of the tongue is lubricated by the tea soup for the first time, it does not have the bitter and dry taste, but a silky touch, and there is a feeling of fragrance on the lips and teeth afterwards.

Little Mr. Oswilk's eyes widened.

Song Yi knew that she had achieved her goal, so she asked with a smile, "How is it, Mr. Oswilk?"

"It's incredible!" blurted out Mr. Oswellk Jr.

The crowd was all curious now, Carl Theodore tugged on his sister's sleeve again, expressing that he wanted to try it too, and before Song Yi could say anything, another voice rang out from the crowd!

10. chapter 10

"Give me a drink too, please."

Song Yi looked at the owner of the voice, ah, it is the Duke of Oswilk, about fifty, with a big belly that cannot be ignored, wearing gold-rimmed unilateral glasses, although he is now fat, but it is completely ok See the demeanor of youth.

"Yes, Mr. Duke Oswilk."

Song Yi also poured a glass for the old Duke of Oswellk. The latter first moved his nose slightly, then tasted it, and then expressed admiration from the bottom of his heart.

"It's amazing!"

Song Yi felt happy from the bottom of her heart to be recognized by this supposed follower of Chinese culture.

"Look, Wagner, I told you already, China is a wonderful country, and their tea is delicious!"

said the old Duke of Oswick to his only son.

The young man named Wagner put down his teacup. His current expression was fully expressed through the small teacup, and he seemed to have a sense of piety and respect.

Wagner did not immediately respond to his father's words, but tilted his head and asked Song Yi: "You also mentioned some things just now, such as tofu, what do they have to do with making tea?"

"Because tofu has a strong adsorption capacity, it can suck out the magazines and anger in the pot, so that the tea brewing process can be more clear and refreshing."

"Where did you learn all this, Princess Max?"

There are so many problems with the old and the young.Song Yi looked at the old Mr. Oswilk and smiled: "I think books are omnipotent, don't they?"

Song Yi cleared her throat, and began to lie without changing her face.

"My father was fond of collecting them, and I was very lucky to find it one day, but unfortunately..."

"What a pity?" asked Mr. Oswellk Jr.

Song Yi made a regretful expression.

"Unfortunately, I had a bad habit of looking at things by the lake, and unfortunately, after sunset that day, it was never picked up again."

Old Mr. Oswilk looked distressed.

Many of them knew about it. The second lady of Duke Max's mansion fell into the water. Although it was nothing serious, she lay down for a while.

There are almost no secrets among nobles, not to mention that this is only a small place the size of a palm, and people can rely on these for conversation in their spare time.

"My God, this is so unfortunate!"

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she raised her head, and now she finally had time to realize her situation, uh, she was surrounded by crowds, not far away, even Duke Max and the others, when the latter found that she was looking at her When it was time, he blinked at her without hesitation.

Song Yi blushed, she had impulsively shown off her knowledge just now, and just when she was about to look away, a scrutinizing gaze was quietly looking at her.

Wearing a meticulous and elegant dress with a straight hem, only from the clothing