MTL - Royal Beloved Black Wife-Chapter 19 strange tea

   Chapter 19 Weird Tea

   Such a simple dress, if it was them, they would not dare to wear it to a banquet. But the girl not only wore it, but also wore it extremely beautiful and elegant. It's like...the sky is cleansed after the rain, and the whole world is brightened up.

   Everyone is undoubtedly amazed. As for the amazement, whether it is like, envy, taste or jealous is unknown.

   Several well-connected daughters came over, and they were very surprised that Ouyang Jin was able to come to the banquet, because in their impression, the Chu family was not qualified. But this year, I don't know what happened, and there are several officials who are not enough, such as this girl in purple.

   The girl in purple smiled and asked, "Miss Ouyang, which daughter is this girl?"

  Ouyang Jin raised his head without smiling: "My eldest sister."

   "Isn't your eldest sister dead?" a young daughter asked without thinking.

   In the crowd, someone laughed.

  Ouyang Jin glanced at Chu Qianqian gloatingly, and was cursed inexplicably, even if it was unintentional, she would be ashamed and annoyed! Get angry, cry, and let everyone know that you can't be on the table!

But Ouyang Jin was disappointed, Chu Qianqian just nodded lightly, and sighed: "Yes, her eldest sister is gone, her family is gone, only she and a mother are left, but that mother remarried to my house, also Not to mention her Ouyang family."

   So she is very pitiful, so everyone should let her, so everyone should not bully her...

   Those words automatically flashed through Ouyang Jin's mind, but his heart seemed to be cut by a knife! It's obviously true, but why does it sound so uncomfortable? Because of being pitied by Chu Qianqian? Or because of something else?

  Ouyang Jin didn't dare to think about it anymore, rubbed his heart that was about to explode, left Chu Qianqian, and sat next to a few other friends.

  Chu Qianqian also found a seat to sit down, but before leaving, she did not forget to greet the daughters.

   "Hey, didn't you say that Miss Chu family is stupid, ugly and frail? It doesn't look like it."

   "Yes, he looks much more decent than Ouyang Jin."

   "Huh, who knows if it's faked? Isn't it just a good face? Look, maybe it will be ugly later."

   Everyone was discussing and discussing, seeing that there was no reaction at all from the parties involved, and gradually lost interest and dispersed. Only two daughters, one big and one small, who had asked before, walked to Chu Qianqian's side holding hands and sat down.

   "Hello, Miss Chu, my name is Yao Xi, this is my cousin Zhang Yan, do you mind if we sit together?" The girl in purple gave a friendly introduction. Her status is too low, and she is always out of tune with those daughters.

  Chu Qianqian was unfamiliar with the capital, and she didn't know she was one of the few girls who came to the banquet out of the ordinary, so she just shook her head and said, "I don't mind."

   The maid brought the fruit plate, cakes and freshly brewed tea and put them on the table.

  Chu Qianqian took a sip of tea, frowned, and put down the spoon.

Yao Xi ate it with relish, looked around at the young girls who had already started to write, and then at the people who were doing nothing, her eyes widened in confusion: "You came with Miss Ouyang, she didn't tell you to enjoy the plum banquet. What should be done?"

  Chu Qianqian shook her head: "No."

   Yao Xi was shocked, Ouyang Jin didn't tell Miss Chu about such an important matter, obviously because she wanted Miss Chu to make a fool of herself at the banquet, it was too bad!

"Hey, how can I tell you better? It's like this, the princess has a lottery when she hosts a plum appreciation banquet, but Xiaomeiyuan doesn't have it. If you want to get a lottery, you must enter the big plum garden, but ordinary people are not qualified to enter. of."

Yao Xi pointed at the girls around him, "Look at them, they are all writing poems or paintings, and a maid will come to collect them and present them to the princess. If the princess feels good, she will ask the writers and painters to go to Damei. Garden. I’m not good at painting, but I’m a little good at calligraphy. How is your painting? Why don’t we go together? You paint, and I write poems…”

   Yao Xi was so excited when she spoke, when suddenly, her sleeve was pulled twice, she turned around and found that Chu Qianqian was gone!

  Ah, this, this, this...isn't it a little rude?

   "Where are the people?" she asked her little cousin.

  Zhang Yan pointed to the pavilion diagonally opposite, and said crisply: "There."

  There are several stoves and pots behind the pavilion, which are specially used for making tea and warm wine for the guests.

   The Chinese people are used to drinking wine made from grains, glutinous rice or fruits. Kashiqing is a nomadic people. Although they have been in customs for a hundred years, they still like to drink milk wine.

   Seeing Chu Qianqian coming over, the servants and women bowed in unison.

  Chu Qianyan's eyes moved, and she asked, "Is this milk wine brewed in the house? What kind of milk is used?"

   A fat maid replied: "It was brewed in the house. It uses goat milk. Do you want a bowl of goat milk? It's not smelly."

   said, and handed the bowl of milk wine to Chu Qianqian.

  Chu Qianqian said warmly, "I don't drink alcohol. I'll ask my mother to get me some fresh goat milk."

   In Kashiqing, goat milk is a good thing, but people in the capital feel that it is stinky, fishy, ​​and difficult to swallow. A bowl of high-quality goat milk wine is not as popular as a rough tea soup. The lady suddenly asked for goat milk, and the fat maid was very surprised, but since the guests asked for it, there was no reason for the servant to not give it, and it was not so rare.

   The fat maid gave some instructions to the little maid next to her, and the little maid glanced at Chu Qianqian in astonishment and took small steps away.

When    came back with a pot of fresh goat milk, Chu Qianqian was already kneeling in front of several cases.

  The little maid put the goat milk on the table, and also on the table were tea cakes and seasonings such as salt, orange peel, dogwood, mint, ginger, and jujube.

  Chu Qianqian turned to the side and slowly poured the goat milk into the small pot on the side.

  Before Chu Qianqian, many daughters had come to cook tea in person, and after cooking, they even compared with each other. Like throwing a pot, this is a kind of fun, and everyone is not surprised. Therefore, when Chu Qianqian sat down by the gazebo, it did not attract much attention.

   However, when they found Chu Qianqian pouring a jug of milk into the pot, the scene started to get a little turbulent.

   "Yeah! What is she doing? Is that milk or rice wine?"

   "Don't you smell it? It smells like milk! What is she cooking milk for?"

   (end of this chapter)