After time travel, I became a talented lady

Passing through the gate, there is a small garden with banana trees planted here and there, higher than the courtyard wall. The leaves are as big as the oars of a boat and are bright green.

Liu Yunniang came to the study. There was a long bookcase placed near the window. The bookcase was covered with rice paper. On the paper was an unfinished picture of a lady, with her skirt flying, the beauty enchanting, and her facial features not yet drawn.

There was a round-bellied blue and white landscape painting vat under the desk. There were scrolls inserted in the vat. Liu Yunniang gently opened one and painted a landscape.

There is an armchair behind the desk, which is simple and simple. There are two round stools opposite the chair, one high and one short, surrounding the bookcase. On the low stool is a pot of clivia, and in the other spring vase is a lotus and a lotus pod. The heights are staggered, making it unique and interesting.

There is a row of bookshelves against the wall. The bookshelves are empty and covered with a silk curtain to prevent dust from accumulating on the books.

The decoration is decorated with antiques such as white jade washers, ancient Songhua River inkstones, and animal beasts, as well as small objects such as chess pieces, chessboards, and small wax lamps. The books on the shelf are all about classics, history, and commentaries, and there are also a few There is no such thing as this travel note and local chronicle, or the Chinese version of Liaozhaihua.

The green smoke of agarwood curls up from the small desk facing the writing desk, like an invisible barrier, cutting off the worldly world.

Liu Yunniang stood in front of the bookshelf, carefully selecting the books she wanted to read.

Cheng Deqing walked out of the tea room next to the study.

Liu Yunniang looked up at the books on the shelf and pretended not to hear anything.

Cheng Deqing walked quietly behind Liu Yunniang, took Liu Yunniang into his arms with both hands, and pressed his lips against Liu Yunniang's earlobe, "What book do you want to read?"

Half of Liu Yunniang's body was numb and her face was blushing. She quickly calmed down and pointed to "Da Qi Geography".

Cheng Deqing took the book down from the shelf and opened the pages. It talked about Daqi's geographical location, local customs and customs. Liu Yunniang took the book and pointed to another book of words. Cheng Deqing smiled and helped her get it again.

Liu Yunniang was so flustered and short of breath by his smile that she prepared to go back to the side room to take a look.

"Mother Yun, come here and help me grind the ink." Cheng Deqing walked to the desk, holding the brush, and continued to draw the picture of the lady.

Liu Yunniang walked over slowly, "Ms. sir, my hand hurts and I want to go back to the room."

When she was with Cheng Deqing, she blushed and panicked. It must be because she had been single in modern times and had never seen a man.

What's more, Cheng Deqing is such a high-quality male.

Cheng Deqing raised the corners of his mouth, half-smiling: "Oh, your hand hurts? Didn't you just eat with gusto while holding the ice bowl?"

Liu Yunniang's face turned red and she muttered, not daring to argue. The man was too horny, so she had no choice but to go over there and add fragrance to her red sleeves.

Cheng Deqing glanced at Liu Yunniang and started painting quietly.

With a single stroke of the brush, the beauty's willow-leaf eyebrows appear on the paper.

Qiushui eyes, cherry mouth. Every frown and every smile is full of charm.

Liu Yuniang looked at the beauty's face and couldn't help but blush. It turned out that the beauty was herself.

Cheng Deqing glanced at Liu Yunniang lightly again, put the brush on the pen holder, raised Liu Yunniang's chin, and asked frivolously;

"How's your husband's painting?"

Liu Yunniang said without shame: "Beauty is really beautiful."

"Hehehe", Cheng Deqing rubbed his little wife's porcelain white skin with his fingers, stared lovingly into Liu Yunniang's eyes, and muttered: "It is indeed beautiful."

Liu Yunniang...

Can you draw a picture or read a book? My husband is really in love anytime and anywhere.

"Ms. sir, when I was at home, I only liked to read, and I also asked for tutors, but I didn't pay attention. I couldn't order tea well, and my father didn't understand these elegant tastes," Liu Yunniang quickly changed the subject.

Cheng Deqing put his hands behind his back, raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at Liu Yunniang meaningfully, and walked to the tea room, "Come here and let me teach you personally."

Liu Yunniang was sweating profusely, she was really a coquettish fox. Fortunately, she was her husband-in-law, so she could bear it. And confidently.

Tea is the national drink. From princes and ministers to literati and monks, to merchants, gentry, and ordinary people, drinking tea is considered fashionable. The main way to drink tea in Daqi is to order tea.

At that time, someone wrote "Daguan Tea Theory". There are several main steps in ordering tea:

List of utensils - roasted tea - tencha - Luocha - boil water - burn (xié) cup - place the tea - wait for the soup - prepare the ointment - brew and whisk - appreciate the flowers in the soup - smell and taste.

Liu Yunniang watched Cheng Deqing make it smoothly and suddenly realized that it was just like coffee latte art.

In modern times, she also learned coffee latte art for a while, but her performance was not very satisfactory, mainly because she was careless and careless.

Cheng Deqing's magnetic voice sounded: "Mother Yun, come and try it again."

Liu Yunniang was painting a gourd and a scoop in a good way, but she got stuck at the "impact, click and brush" step.

"Come, Mr. Xian, help you."

Cheng Deqing's dry big hands held Liu Yunniang's small hand, and his broad mind leaned over, wrapping Liu Yunniang in his arms.

So shy...

The boy set up an ice cauldron in the study, which was supposed to be refreshing and cool, but Liu Yunniang was feeling hot all over now, with the breath of a man blowing against her face.

What happened to her husband? Liu Yunniang tried her best to stay calm.

"Then pour the tea noodles directly around the tea surface. Be sure to inject and stop quickly. Use your right hand to strike harder at the same time. At this time, you will see the color of the soup flowers gradually blooming. Add boiling water again, and repeat again, and the soup flowers will appear."

Cheng Deqing's magnetic voice gently blew past her ears like a spring breeze. Liu Yunniang's heart trembled as she finally finished.

Cheng Deqing's warm breath sprayed on Liu Yunniang's neck. Liu Yunniang couldn't help but turned her head and met Cheng Deqing's eyes.

Cheng Deqing lowered his head, held Liu Yunniang's little face in his hands, looked at her fluttering eyelashes, smiled softly, and kissed his sweet wife's red mouth.

The golden steps on Liu Yunniang's head jingled and swayed.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, how about you come with me to put out lanterns on Yushui Street?"

"Well, okay"