light wine brewed tea

The two little minions ran outside for a day.

Fu Jingxuan was not idle either, and took Fang Zesheng to Pingxi Village near the outskirts of the city.

There are not many farmers in Pingxi Village, only twelve or three.

There is a tea shed at the entrance of the village. Under the tea shed sits a skinny old woman who is setting up a stall. There are some handmade gadgets on the stall. They are sold to passers-by on the official road, earning a few copper coins a day.

In front of the village, there is a tea field of ten thousand mu, in which there are lush tea trees planted, which is the land leased by the Fang family.

The field road was difficult, so Fu Jingxuan left Fang Zesheng near the tea shed, walked up the field ridge alone, and looked around.

The relatives of the Feng family really didn't care much about the tea trees. Seeing the season of frost and frost damage, no one prepared cotton wool and straw to warm the tea trees.The leaves of these tea trees in front of me have dark brown spots, and if they are not treated in time, they will all freeze to death.It doesn't matter if there are only one or two trees. If things go on like this, the tea trees will suffer from frostbite on a large scale. By the beginning of next spring, the harvest of spring buds will definitely be greatly reduced.In previous years, when Wang encountered such a situation, he would arrange tenants to replant tea seedlings. If they could not keep up with the picking of the first batch of spring buds, they would fool around at will. tea, pre-rain tea, and even autumn tea.

It's not that autumn tea is bad.

It is the difference in the production process. The process of making "carved lotus" cakes cannot extract the taste of autumn tea to the greatest extent. Just like the sword does not fit the sheath, the horse does not fit the saddle, it is understandable that the pressed tea cake tastes bad.

If the Fang family wanted to sell tea again, they had to raise the level of "Rui Cao Diao Lian", even better than Fang Changru did back then.

Fu Jingxuan was wearing a jade white robe dyed maple red and autumn, and stood in the tea field and walked around a few times.Back to Fang Zesheng.

"I hope Prefect Feng can take the initiative to come to the door before winter. If we come back after winter, I'm afraid that next year's business will be difficult."

Fang Zesheng was wearing a dark cloak and sitting in a wheelchair. Seeing a dead leaf on his body, he helped him take it off, "He should still be watching, and he won't come until the reward from the Tian family comes down."

Fu Jingxuan said: "What if the Tian Family doesn't reward this time?"

"Then he will stand taller."

"If it's rewarded?"

"His posture is lower."

Fang Zesheng said: "Father has never formally dealt with Feng Taishou. Not long after he came to work, something happened at home. He has been walking around with Wang for these years. Now that Wang is gone, the batches of accounts in his hand It's hot to hold, I can't wait long."

Fu Jingxuan nodded, and was about to go around behind Fang Zesheng and push him forward when he grabbed his wrist and made him squat down a bit.

Fu Jingxuan was slightly puzzled, followed his intentions slightly, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?"

Fang Zesheng remained silent, asked him to tilt his head, took off the original silver hairpin on his head, and replaced it with a hand-carved mahogany hairpin.

Fu Jingxuan didn't see what the hairpin looked like, so he raised his hand to touch it, "What is this?"

Fang Zesheng didn't look at him, but glanced at the old woman who set up a stall at the entrance of the village, "Take care of that old man's business, I bought it casually."

Fu Jingxuan roughly found out that hairpin was carved with a small jade rabbit hugging the moon, and it fits very well with today's day on his head.It was still early at this time, Fu Jingxuan pushed Fang Zesheng back to the city, and then went to a newly opened flower and bird market, chatting and chatting all the way, delaying time until Yue Panzhi go home.

Fang Zesheng knew that he had prepared a surprise, so he didn't reveal it, so he went out with him for a day, secretly guessing countless possibilities in his mind.

Maybe give him a round jade?

Maybe give him a few brushes?

Or will you give him a brand new set of tea-ordering utensils?

Can't you give him two boxes of pornographic books from the market, or unscrupulous erotic pictures?

Fang Zesheng was expressionless, but he couldn't bear to see what kind of surprise Fu Jingxuan had prepared for him after procrastinating for so long.

He recognized even the erotic pictures, but if this gift was put together with the hand-copied "Tea Record", it would be inappropriate.It seems that we have to prepare another top-quality box for storage.

Fang Zesheng was full of thoughts about going back to the inner house to look at the presents, but Fu Jingxuan pushed him across the gate to the garden behind the outer house.

This garden was built by Fang Changru himself. In spring and summer, it is full of blue stones and green grass, and bamboo shadow flower terraces. Although it is a little empty now, you can still see tall and straight bamboo trees towering among the clouds.Fang Changru is an elegant person and understands taste. In addition to planting many flowers and trees in the garden, he also built a high platform with rocks. Walking up the narrow steps that are only one person wide, he can climb high to catch the moon and pick the stars.

Fu Jingxuan came to Fang's house when he was a child, and he likes to climb here. During the day, he can lay flat on the stone slabs to bask in the sun, and at night, he can sit side by side with Fang Zesheng, watching the lights of the houses in Chuzhou City.

However, since Fang Zesheng lost his leg, it is difficult to go up this place. Even if there is a wheelchair pushing it, or someone is carrying it, it is difficult to walk up the narrow steps, not to mention there are several places along the way where you need to bend over. , is even more difficult.

"The moon is full tonight, why don't you go up and have a look?" Fu Jingxuan looked at the high place with a smile, and said to Fang Zesheng.

Fang Zesheng had been stunned for a long time, but he never expected that Fu Jingxuan would actually build a stable ladder for him under this high platform.Although the ladder is very high, it does not go straight up and down. Even an elderly dumb uncle pushing a wheelchair up will not feel particularly strenuous.

Two boxes of mooncakes, two jugs of sweet wine, and two heavy-bought Huanxiuan have already been placed on the viewing platform.

Fu Jingxuan pushed Fang Zesheng up, helped him to sit on the futon next to the table, and then sat opposite him, glanced at the things on the table, and knew that he had prepared a serving, and then poured him a glass of sweets Drinking wine, said with a smile: "Take a cup to the sky and go to the moon, and give it to the person in your heart."

Fang Zesheng took the wine glass and took a sip.

Suddenly, a silver streamer rose from the ground, and with a "bang", thousands of fireworks bloomed in the early night.

Fu Jingxuan was stunned, raised his eyes to the full moon and galaxy, lowered his eyes to the sea of ​​lights, and now he was on the high viewing platform, surrounded by fireworks from all directions, he couldn't help but stared in fascination for a long time.

"This is..." He turned his head to look at Fang Zesheng, and saw that Fang Zesheng also poured him a glass of rum, and raised his hand to take it.

Fang Zesheng waited for him to finish drinking, then turned to look at the night sky, and said a word in a deep voice amidst loud noises.

He thought that Fu Jingxuan didn't hear this sentence, but he didn't expect that Fu Jingxuan kept tilting his head to look at him, following the shape of his mouth, and read out that sentence word by word.

"Mid-Autumn Festival night. I would like to give all the splendor of this place...to my wife."