Wu Zheng's family also has an artificial lake, which is much larger than that of the public loser, and there is also a water pavilion on the lakeside. The lakeside is not the common willow tree, but the peach forest, lotus field, maple forest, and plum forest. The rockery is dotted with green bamboos, and a long water pavilion is winding in the lake like a big dragon.
Wu Zheng’s barbecue stall is not placed on the winding dragon, but on the platform of a waterside pavilion by the lake. Standing here, you can have a panoramic view of the lake. Of course, it’s early spring. , And the lake is windy, so it is most suitable to be placed here.
Now it is not Wu Zheng who is in charge of roasting, but Yin E, Wu Zheng's little wife.
Barbecue is no longer a rare thing for Seinfeld, only Yin Ee watched the dazzling array of roasts and swallowed her saliva. Before the guests came, she first picked what she thought was delicious. On it.
Song Feier was sitting next to Wu Zheng, playing with a small charcoal stove with a steaming clay pot on it, and a set of exquisite tea sets beside her.
Song Feier is now learning to make tea. If she used to drink tea... Forget it, she usually only drank white water. It was too troublesome to manipulate tea. Even if Wu Zheng wanted to drink it occasionally, she would just brew it with boiling water. Yes, to buy a set of exquisite tea sets like this, besides being rich now, the key is that the official ladies who like to go to the door say this is a very elegant thing.
Therefore, the mountain king who was born by the bandit has begun to patiently learn how to make tea.
Not to mention that this person is quick to learn everything as soon as he is clever. Now this method of making tea that makes Wu Zheng a headache is really what Seinfeld has learned.
"The Xianggong came to taste this cup, it's called Chunyu Mianyu..."
Wu Zheng was waiting for Song Feier’s next sentence with a teacup, but after waiting for a long time, he didn’t see the following. So Seinfeld patted his head and said, "Oh, I can’t remember, Xiang Gong, you can try it! What does this tea taste like So, is there a smell of standing in the field listening to the spring rain."
Wu Zheng smiled and took a sip from the teacup. The taste of the tea was bitter and the aftertaste was sweet. Isn't the tea made by this wife all taste like this? This cup is nothing special from the previous three cups! Could it be that I drank too much tea today, and my tongue is not bright anymore
But looking back at Seinfeld’s look of expectation looking at him, Wu Zheng nodded and smiled: "Yeah! Yes, it's really interesting."
Seinfeld smiled and said with a smile: "Really, Xiang Gong, did you really taste it?"
"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can give Yin E a cup to taste what she says."
Wu Zheng glanced at the pot of tea, but he couldn't drink it anymore. But if you want to throw it all away, it really feels a pity, because in order to learn how to make tea with others, Seinfeld sells good tea with a tael of silver and a tael of tea. It is a shame to pour it in this way, so she had to let Yin E to help share I feel my pain.
Seeing Seinfeld happily doing harm to Yin E, Wu Zheng suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a gaze falling on him from behind. He looked back at a cluster of green bamboos. The person who was in a daze here did not go and come back. Who else can the public lose the plum
The person who led him in led him under the cluster of green bamboos and then turned and left. Gong Shumei glanced back. Although Wu Zheng couldn't see the brother from Zhaizhong because of the bunch of bamboo, he could also guess from the embarrassed expression of the public losing to Mei. At this time, the brother should be waving at him, just like driving a duck. almost.
In the end, the public loser, Mei still came over with a twist, and came to Wu Zheng's side and hugged his palms together and said: "The disciple pays homage to Master."
Wu Zheng looked back at him, sat up and smiled: "I'm coming back so soon, so your dad agreed to lend me the "Tian Ji Jia Yi Jing"?"
The public loses Meidao a bit hard to say: "The father said yes, but he said that Master wants to borrow the book, but you have to go to the library of the disciple’s master to get it. Master, you don’t know the institutions in the library of my house. Too many, even if my dad usually enters by himself, he has to turn off the agency before daring to enter. Now he asks Master to go to the library to fetch books by yourself. This is obviously a test of Master’s engineering!"
"What do you kid want to say?" Wu Zheng smiled.
Gong Shumei scratched his head and said, "Master, from his disciple's point of view, it is too dangerous to enter the library, so let's forget it.
"Forget it? Are you afraid that I will die at your house?"
"That's not it, the master is the Long Tanhou of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the general of Zuo Xiao, even if he really enters the library, my grandfather will order people to shut down the dying boy, but it is not easy. Skin trauma, or being trapped in it for a few days and unable to get out, such a mechanism should be there.
In this way, if the master is really trapped or hurt, wouldn't it be too shameful? So the disciple thinks, should we just let it go? "
Wu Zheng glanced at the public loser, who was thinking about himself at this time, cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, and said: "Listening to you, you wish I would go in! Do you want to see if I am embarrassed, or do you want to see if I am not? Can this skill teach you?"
Gong Yumei hurriedly shook her hand and said, "No, it's not. Master's knowledge in engineering is pedantic. This is a truth that disciples have known for a long time. It is fortunate for the disciple to study engineering under the master's school. This is a disciple. I'm really afraid that the library in the library will hurt Master!"
Wu Zheng smiled slightly, then lay back on his chair and said, "It seems that the "Tian Ji Jia B Sutra" you said is really important to your family! Otherwise, how could you come up with such a method, and you will not refute your majesty. Face, let me retreat from difficulties?"
Gong Shumei nodded: "According to my grandpa, this book was written by the first Patriarch of my public loser, and it has been more than 1,400 years. The thing recorded above is the world. The root of all craftsmen's craftsmanship is the ancestor of all craftsmen in the world."
"anything else?"
"Also? In fact, according to the disciples, what is recorded above is no longer a secret to the craftsmen now. Its value lies more in its symbolic meaning, which is a bit like a Buddhist relic. It's useless, but it's a treasure for Buddhist disciples.
Therefore, my disciple feels that if the master wants to exchange knowledge, the book is of little significance. If it's just a curiosity, then the library is too dangerous. In my brother's opinion, this book is actually not borrowed. "
"Borrow? When did I say to borrow? You guy, everyone in the world says that you are an elm bump, but in my opinion, those people are all misunderstood! Your father wants you to worship me as a teacher and want to learn My knowledge of Wu Zheng, even a few rotten celery and a few pieces of aged bacon sent me away? Do you think I am so bullied?"
Gong Shumei said: "But the six rites of apprenticeship were not what you said by yourself at the beginning?"
Wu Zheng nodded and said: "Yes, I said this before, but it is only a condition for you to worship me as a teacher. But now it is your Lao Tzu who wants you to worship me as a teacher! Shouldn't this price be changed? change?"
"This… "
"Okay, don't play your little thoughts in front of me, your kid. It's really not enough in my eyes. Isn't it just going to your library to get a book? Go back and tell your grown-up, I'll be here early tomorrow morning. Ask your sir to hide all the good things in the library, or if I see you by that time, don't blame me for not returning it."