"Poetry Club?"

These women are so decent, what are you doing when you invite our Chef Yan to the poetry club?

"What else could it be? Find the difference! ”

After a period of experience in the golden and jade hall, everyone can now calmly face the gossip of the outside world, but when encountering this kind of obvious fault-finding, it is really unpleasant!

The person concerned is quite calm, she is calmly cleaning up the things in the kitchen.

"Chef Yan, what are you doing here?"

Yan Ruyu turned around and said as a matter of course: "I'm going to go to the poetry club!" ”

She is now a rich woman, and the money bank deposit is six figures, in this era when a few taels of silver can make do with a year, it can be regarded as a more eye-catching existence in the sudden rich, and it is still easy to make up a set of poetry clubs.

The location of the poetry meeting is the courtyard of a certain lady's house, and a lot of peonies, peonies, and begonia flowers are placed in the manor, and there are several octagonal pavilions in the sea of flowers, and a few games of chess are placed in the pavilion, and a furnace of incense is lit, and the flowers are in the clusters, which is a showcase for all talents.

Fuqin's poetry and painting, are at ease.

When Yan Ruyu walked in with a few people in the hall full of gold and jade, she looked out of place with her surroundings.

The young lady who sent the invitation was surnamed Yang, and when she heard that Yan Ruyu was coming, she said "um", and she didn't notice that the steward wanted to say anything.

The good lady next to her covered her lips and smiled: "Can you arrange a seat for her?" ”

Miss Yang rolled her eyes: "The person who is used to staying in the kitchen, being able to come is to give her a lot of face, even if she sits on the ground, she has to be grateful to Dade!" ”

Several people laughed for a while, and then they were ready to take a good look at Yan Ruyu's embarrassment.

Who knew that when he walked into the courtyard, he couldn't find any trace of the incompatible gold and jade hall.

"Strange, people?"

Miss Yang thought for a while: "Xu was afraid of being embarrassed, so she hid in the corner." ”

Thinking like this, she was about to walk inside, but she didn't know how many walks, and she heard an exclamation!

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"How the hell did the girl do that?"

A lazy voice replied very casually: "Oh, practice makes perfect, in fact, Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum can be used in tea, do you want to see it?" ”

A group of teenagers and girls around her who had obviously been attracted nodded again and again, Yan Ruyu raised her hand and combed her sideburns, revealing a full forehead and a perfect side face, her long eyelashes dangled, it was a gentle wink, her eyes paused on Miss Yang at will, and then moved away very calmly.

Immediately, he returned his attention to the teacup in his hand.

I don't know how her magical hands move, as if it is vaguely a few simple light twists, and on the pale green tea soup, there is a prototype of bamboo.

There was a burst of exclamation around, but Yan Ruyu frowned.

There was a little boy who was reluctant to blink his eyes when he saw it, and he only felt that his heart was pinched together.

Why is the girl worried? This tea skill is obviously so good! ”

Others echoed it again and again, as the initiator of the poetry club, but was so obviously ignored, Miss Yang couldn't hold her breath for a long time.

"Yes, I also want to know, which lady is this girl, and what is her dissatisfaction with my poetry club?"

Yan Ruyu raised her head, and her faint gaze fell on the face of Miss Yang.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Miss Yang saw a trace of contempt in that gaze.

Yan Ruyu ignored the wailing around her, and raised her hand to disturb the pattern on the tea.

"I have no opinion on the poetry club, it's just that the tea is not good."