Splendid peasant girl

Chapter 224 Kissed?
Although Shen Qiqiao said that, she was still very uneasy. After all, this is ancient times. There is always a gap between ancient people's thinking and modern people's thinking. God knows whether modern tea can catch these people's eyes and ears?

But Shen Qiqiao still wanted to make it, if it was good, wouldn't it be a good way to make money?
Shen Qiqiao smiled mysteriously and hurried home, followed by three people.

It’s only three poles a day, and it’s not even noon. The women in the village have gone to the tea mountain to pick tea, and the old men are also busy on the field ridges along the way.

The men were not as gossiping as the women, and Shen Qiqiao didn't hear any bad words along the way, and many villagers greeted them on the way, very warmly.

Shen Qiqiao smiled as she walked, responded, and returned to her yard not long after.

"Xiao Hanhan, go to Aunt Chen's house next door to milk some milk, that old gray cow, Mu'er, go and take out the bamboo raft, and Xiaolan, you, go and move the stool, and put the bamboo raft with your brother later. On the stool."

After Shen Qiqiao arrived home, she unloaded the basket of tea from Ye Han's back, and began to give orders.

Ye Han's eyes flashed, he glanced at Shen Qiqiao, thoughtful for a moment, turned around and went to the kitchen with an earthen jar, Shen Mu and Shen Xiaolan looked at each other, and immediately ran away to work.

Shen Qiqiao wasn't idle either, she took several bamboo sieves from the house, sprinkled a handful of tea leaves on them and shook them vigorously, this was sifting, sifting out some tea leaves with small, irregular or broken leaves.

She had just finished sifting the first batch of tea leaves, when Shen Mu and Xiaolan had already brought the bamboo raft and put it between the two stools, when they turned around and saw Shen Qiqiao fiddling with the bamboo sieve, they all rushed over: "Sister, what are you doing?" Why?"

"Hey, you don't understand this! Sister, this is called tea art, a unique tea art. When it is done in the evening, I will show it to you!"

Shen Qiqiao's face was not red but her heart was not beating. In fact, she didn't have any tea art at all, wasn't she just making tea?
At this time, the sun was rising and the sun was warm. Shen Qiqiao spread the selected tea leaves on the bamboo raft and let the sun shine directly.

In ancient times, there were no large ovens, and she could not directly dry them for processing. She could only wait patiently for the sun to dry. For this process alone, she had to wait at least several days.

But Shen Qiqiao couldn't wait, and when the sun went down in the evening, she packed up some of the tea leaves that were well tanned and prepared to roast them.

Ye Han squeezed a clay jug of milk, put it in the stove, and hurriedly finished all the homework, then came over to Shen Qiqiao's side, looked at the tea leaves spread out and frowned.

"Qiaoer, what do you want to do after you dry up?"

He didn't think that Shen Qiqiao's handling of these tea leaves was purely for fun.

Shen Qiqiao showed a mysterious smile, stretched out her small hand and patted Ye Han's shoulder on tiptoe: "I invite you to drink tea tonight!"

Ye Han raised frivolous eyebrows with deep meaning: "Okay! Your tea must be delicious!"

These words were very useful, Shen Qiqiao smiled sweetly, and couldn't help tiptoeing to Ye Han's chin.

With a bang, Shen Qiqiao suddenly realized something after kissing her, her little face flushed red, she was so ashamed and angry, she turned around, covered her smiling face and ran to the room.

Ye Han was also stunned, as if his figure had been frozen, he froze there, only a slanting afterimage cast by the afterglow of the setting sun.

(End of this chapter)