Chang'an City

Xiangguo Mansion

A middle-aged man in an official uniform stood down with anxiety in his heart.

Dong Zhuo held a cup of tea cup that was steaming white in his hand, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

If you don't know, you'll think it's a rich family member who is drinking tea.

It's just that middle-aged officials don't dare to regard Dong Zhuo, who currently seems harmless to humans and animals, as a good person.

Dong Zhuo brought the tea cup to his nose and sniffed it gently, the tea brewed by the boiling water carried a faint fragrance.

"Hmm."

Dong Zhuo gently blew the tea leaves floating on it and took a sip.

"Sss

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Dong Zhuo took a breath of cool air and sighed.

The water is a little hot, the tea is a little astringent, a little bitter, and the craftsmanship is still a little worse than that of later generations.

Dong Zhuo frowned unconsciously, and the middle-aged official under him was stunned when he noticed Dong Zhuo's expression.

Finished.

Finished.

Dong Xiangguo was not satisfied.

My life is in jeopardy.

The middle-aged official was trembling at this time, and there was a bitter word, since Dong Xiangguo ordered to make tea that could be brewed, he took his subordinates to start studying it according to Dong Xiangguo's request.

According to Dong Xiangguo's prompt, this tea was made after a month of time.

Before offering it to Dong Zhuo, they also tasted it in person.

He had never drunk tea like this, and suddenly felt that drinking tea like this was indeed more comfortable than the previous tea soup.

The tea in his eyes is already very good, and he thought that he could satisfy Dong Xiangguo, but it looks like Dong Xiangguo is not satisfied.

It's not that it's dissatisfied, it's true.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged official felt sad and his legs trembled unconsciously.

Just when the middle-aged official thought that he would be punished for not doing a good job, Dong Zhuo took another sip, although this tea was still unsatisfactory, but it was barely okay.

At least Dong Zhuo felt that it was much stronger than the medicinal soup full of spices and flavors that he had made before.

Dong Zhuo put the teacup on the coffee table, and a strong voice sounded in the hall.

"Not bad!"

"This thing can be done, but this tea needs to be improved."

The middle-aged official didn't react for a while.

What did Dong Xiangguo say just now?

Not bad?!

Not bad!

The middle-aged official breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly responded: "The lower official understands, the lower official understands." ”

At this time, I only listened to Dong Zhuo's instructions: "Don't talk too much about the choice of this tea." ”

"Which products are good and which ones are different, you will naturally know."

"As for how to make it, you will improve it according to what the Prime Minister said before, and if this matter is done well, the Prime Minister will have its own reward."

The middle-aged official saluted and said: "This is a matter within the responsibility of the lower officials, and the lower officials will do their best to make good tea." ”

Dong Zhuo nodded, and then asked, "Is there any tea left from the tea made this time?" ”

The middle-aged official nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, there are still some left." ”

Dong Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's send it to the house first." ”

"This ......"

The middle-aged official hesitated and said, "Xiangguo, this first batch of tea may have some flaws......

"Huh?!"

Dong Zhuo glanced at him, and the middle-aged official hurriedly changed his words: "Yes, yes, the next official will send it." ”

Dong Zhuo waved his hand, and the middle-aged official understood what he meant, and hurriedly left.

"Bong-first."

Lu Bu, who was accompanying him on the side, responded: "Father-in-law, the child is here." ”

"Sit, sit."

Dong Zhuo beckoned Lu Bu to sit down and said with a smile: "You can also taste this tea and see how it tastes." ”

got Dong Zhuo's order, and the maid next to him immediately made a cup of tea for Lu Bu.

Lu Bu picked up the teacup, like Dong Zhuo's previous appearance, first blew the tea leaves, and took a sip.

"Fengxian, what do you think of this tea?"

Lu Bu frowned, shook his head and said, "The child thinks this tea is not delicious." ”

"Hahaha."

Dong Zhuo laughed and said: "It's not delicious, that's right, this thing is for the children of which families my father is for." ”

"When the grain is harvested in the future, I will make some good wine for my father, and then I will taste it first."

When Lu Bu heard this, his eyes lit up, good wine!

"Good!"

"The boy waited for his father's good wine."

Most of the generals from Youzhou, Bingzhou, and Liangzhou are good at drinking, not because everyone is an alcoholic, and they naturally like to drink.

No way, it's cold.

You, Ji and Liang are the three largest states on the northern border, and the weather is naturally colder because of their proximity to the north.

Drinking to keep warm has become a common time, and when you drink too much, the amount of alcohol slowly rises.

If tea can make the scholar class flock to it.

Then wine is an indispensable thing for military generals who often lead troops outside.

Just as Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu were chatting, the officials who had made tea before sent the first batch of low-quality tea to Xiangguo's mansion.

Dong Zhuo looked at the wrapped tea leaves and instructed Lu Bu: "Go, Fengxian." Go with the gift of the father. ”

"Gift-giving?!"

Lu Bu looked a little surprised, using this inferior tea as a gift?

Dong Zhuo saw the idea and said with a smile: "My father thinks that this tea should be liked by the children of the family, but it is just a guess." ”

"What the specific effect is, then naturally you have to try it to know."

"Call your sister-in-law too, and I'll go to visit Zeistu together."

The corners of Lu Bu's mouth hooked up with a smile, and he understood what his father-in-law meant.

The father-in-law is going to start with acquaintances first, and see what Cai Yong, the current writer, thinks about Qingcha.

Throwing stones and asking for directions?

It's obviously a killing.

Cai Yong is his own person, even if he feels bad, it doesn't hurt.

After some preparations, Dong Zhuo led Lu Bu and Cai Wenji to Cai Yong's mansion.

"Bo Woo!"

"Dong has brought you something good."

Cai Yong, who went out to greet him, heard Dong Zhuo's words and looked behind Dong Zhuo.

Empty.

Nothing.

What did you bring?

Although Cai Yong was a little strange, it was inconvenient to ask more questions at the gate of the mansion, and hurriedly greeted: "Xiangguo is not very honored to come." ”

At this time, the wrapped tea was carried by Lu Bu in his hand, and Cai Yong didn't expect Dong Zhuo to bring tea to give gifts.

Cai Wenji, who was on the side, saw Cai Yong and hurriedly saluted: "I've seen my father." ”

When Cai Yong heard this, he looked at Cai Wenji and chuckled: "Yan'er is having a good life this day." ”

"It looks a little fatter."

When Cai Wenji heard this, her face was slightly red, and she sneered: "Father! ”

Cai Yong laughed loudly, and turned to Dong Zhuo and said, "Xiangguo, please, please." ”

Everyone entered Cai's mansion together, waiting for everyone to sit down as hosts and guests.

Dong Zhuo said to Cai Yong: "Uncle, Dong brought some tea to Uncle. ”

"This tea can be said to be the only one in the Han Dynasty, let Bo Cao try it first."

"Clear tea?"

Dong Zhuo nodded, "Clear tea, just brew it with boiling water." ”

"There are still a lot of things to pay attention to this tea, but this tea has just come out, and I will wait for it."

"Let's try it first."