Ma'am, your vest fell off again

Chapter 169 Storytelling
"Well, I know."

They each raised their heads and drank the wine, and sat down together. The lady listened to Fu Xuanrong's words, and she only took a small sip.

"Although today's banquet is a private banquet, it can't lose its excitement. I got a good tea set and cloud mist yesterday. Why don't the noble ladies brew a cup and see how good the tea is, how about it?"

In Bei Ao, rich and noble families know how to practice tea art, let alone rich and powerful families.When Yujin mentioned it this way, the noble ladies were all gearing up.

"Then let's start with the Duke's Mansion, please."

There are several dukes' mansions present here, and the noble ladies of each family glanced at each other, and finally Xiao Ru stood up first, "Then I will make a fool of myself."

Walking slowly to the tea set in the center of the venue, Fu Xuanrong watched her playing with those novelty gadgets, washing and rinsing them, and finally made a little Yigu tea, "The tea is ready."

"Well, then invite Uncle Guo to taste it. Your tea ceremony is the most qualified to judge among us."

Uncle Guo laughed a few times and said, "Okay, then I will do it."

After taking a sip of the tea that Xiao Ru handed over, Uncle Guo smacked his tongue and said with satisfaction: "Good tea, Miss Xiao's tea art is truly outstanding."

Xiao Ru saluted dignifiedly, "Thank you uncle Guo for your compliment."

"Well, Miss Xiao, please take a seat, and the ladies of the other duke's mansions will continue."

More than a dozen noble ladies went up one after another, Fu Xuanrong was not interested in watching, and almost fell asleep.

"Princess Rong, it's your turn soon, can you make tea?"

Fu Xuanrong glanced sideways at Mrs. Gaoming, half-deadly said: "Do you think I am such an elegant person?"

"Then you should take a closer look. Even if the tea is not delicious, you have to pass the scene to avoid being laughed at."

"Ma'am, this is too embarrassing for me. How can my claws do such delicate work?"

Mrs. Gaoming liked Fu Xuanrong's temperament more and more, "Actually, I didn't know how to do it before I got married. I learned it slowly later. After you go up for a while, just follow what you just saw and try not to make mistakes."

"Oh, thank you Ma'am." Yujin, the white lotus, didn't want the ladies to compare tea art, she clearly wanted to make her look ugly.But her skin is three points thicker than that of the city wall, even if she makes a fool of herself, it doesn't matter much.

"Well, these noble ladies have finished making tea, and it's Sister Rong's turn next."

Fu Xuan smiled and turned towards Yu Jinfu, "Sister Wangfei, I don't have much research on tea art, if I don't make it well in a while, I will trouble you to help me out."

Everyone thought she was telling a joke, and said one after another: "Princess Rong's chess and piano skills were amazing that day, but it's just a cup of tea, so don't be modest."

"Then I'll be ugly."

Walking in front of the tea set, Fu Xuanrong glanced at a large pile of objects, took a deep breath, then patted the table and said, "Radison AD folks, next, I'm going to perform a tea ceremony for you, everyone For the personal field, there are..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Xiao Ru in the distance almost coughed her lungs, and kept reminding Fu Xuanrong to omit the opening remarks with her eyes.

Fu Xuanrong rubbed her nose, grabbed a pot of boiling hot water, and said solemnly: "Everyone, do you know what is in here? This is the legendary rootless water, which is the water that our princess and concubine use every morning. The dewdrops collected on the leaves, one sip will refresh your mind, two sips will prolong your life, and three sips will bring back those who have reached the palace of the king of hell!"

"Ah~, Princess Yujin is indeed an elegant person. It is really rare that she has taken so much care to make tea water."

"Yes, the prince is really blessed to have such a good wife."

Yujin was just annoyed by Fu Xuanrong's bragging, but now that she heard the continuous praise, she became complacent again.

"Come, come, let's pour this rootless water into this purple clay pot. Speaking of this purple clay pot, its origin is even more amazing! Do you know where it came from?! "

The atmosphere in the arena was suddenly mobilized by Fu Xuanrong. Everyone here looked at me and I looked at you, and finally asked, "Where did you find it?"

"Good question!" Fu Xuanrong threw the purple clay pot aside, rolled up her sleeves, and boasted blushingly, "This purple clay pot was obtained by the prince in a mountain village during his travels a few years ago. The dark clouds avoided the sun that day, but at noon, I couldn't see my fingers, and suddenly! A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and directly struck several hundred-year-old trees!"

"This is an evil omen, what happened to the prince after that?"

"The prince was also taken aback at the time. Isn't such a weird thing just a collision in broad daylight? After the dark clouds cleared, he took a few strong and healthy men to the side of the felled tree. , Guess what he saw?!"

"I don't know, could it be something evil?"

Fu Xuanrong pretended to be mysterious and smiled, "No, no, it's not evil, the ground near the big tree was split into a collapsed cave, and there was a red Xiaofeng coffin shining brightly inside!"

"Oh my god, the lightning strikes the coffin, this is a great evil, you can't get close to it!"

"Yes, yes, when I was young, I heard an old gentleman say that if you encounter such a thing, you have to find a master to do it, otherwise you will have bad luck for the rest of your life."

Everyone completely forgot about making tea, and they were all focused on Tianlei splitting the coffin.

Fu Xuanrong stepped on the stool with one foot, and what she said was beaming.

Gu Shaoqing and Fu Zipei in the crowd shook their heads, and their hearts fell into their stomachs.

"Oh, brother Zipei, your younger sister is really a god." She can turn a banquet into a storytelling restaurant. I'm afraid you won't be able to find another one in all of Beijing.

Fu Zipei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "A lot of times I also feel headaches, this younger sister is neither like a father nor a mother, I don't know how to get such a weird temper."

"But it's good. Girls, what's the fun of being the same? If she is a soft persimmon who is weak and bullied, I'm afraid there will be no bones left now."

"Brother Shaoqing said the same thing, come on, let's just listen to the book and drink!"

"drink!"

For more than an hour, Fu Xuanrong narrated the story of a thunderbolt smashing the coffin very wonderfully, and there will be a live dubbing when she is excited.

Several young noble girls were already screaming in fright and hid in the arms of their parents.

"Finally! Our heroic prince snatched this purple sand teacup from that evil ghost, and sealed the coffin!"

"it is good!!"

Thunderous applause resounded in the banquet, Fu Xuanrong waved to them, and said politely: "Okay, I also said I'm tired, I have to rest for a while, I'd better trouble the next noble lady to perform for you all."

(End of this chapter)