The bronze mirror is bright, reflecting Xiao Chang's beautiful face. His eyebrows are not painted, but they have the color of distant mountains; their eyes are like lacquer, and they are more radiant. The plain face is still pink and slapped, and the makeup does not fade the lips. They are like long silks of waterfalls hanging over their cheeks. This is the brightest time for a woman. Her eyebrows are slightly frowning, and she is filled with endless worry and incomprehension.

She just heard her murmuring to herself: "Liang Feng, Liang Feng, is it really as beautiful as they said?"

"Yes!" With a chuckle, a head emerged from the window, and his bright big eyes looked at Xie Xiaochang with a smile. It was Biyun. Xiaochang was so scared that he patted his chest lightly, his face flushed, and said angrily: "Second sister comes to scare me again, I will ignore you again."

"Sister, please don't care whether you have any beauty or not, but my sister can guarantee that he is a man of affection and righteousness!" Yunmei also walked in with a smile.

"Yes, yes, look at his writing of the foot poem, scolding all the slutty men in the world, which is really relieved. If it weren't for the real man who cherishes his beauty, he wouldn't have written such a sentence." Biyun nodded quickly and agreed.

Xiao Chang was so confused that he was full of yearning. Suddenly his eyes darkened and he lowered his head and said, "Is he a real man? What do you have to do with me? I just want a man who can make me happy and stay with me that night. From then on, I have been coaxing others to get away with me..." Before he finished speaking, a pool of clear water was already in his eyes.

After hearing this, the two girls Yun and Bi had no way to persuade them. They all hurt their life experience and shed tears with each other.

Seeing that the two of them were crying, Xiao Chang hurriedly raised the back of her hand and wiped away the tears. She smiled and said, "I'm sad, please don't worry. I think there are so many good women in the world, and there may not be many who can choose their husbands like my sister. Although it's only one night, it's too powerful to have too many beautiful women in the world! My sister is satisfied. Since both sisters have recognized Mr. Liang this time, please think of a way for me to see him."

"That's not simple? My elder sister and I will accompany Zhang Dalang and the others to visit him tomorrow. Wouldn't it be enough to invite him over?" Biyun immediately became excited again.

Yunmei pondered, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. What should we say if we invite him? Tell him about the third sister for no reason, wouldn't it seem that the third sister is self-deprecating? What if he doesn't come?"

"Forget it if you don't come, we won't lose a piece of meat anyway, just find the next one." Biyun said indifferently.

"Don't talk! This is a big thing in the heart of the third sister, how can you do it? I think Liang Feng has feelings and righteousness, but he doesn't know what kind of temperament. If you say casually, if someone is disgusted and embarrassed, wouldn't it ruin the third sister's story?..." Yunmei suddenly felt it was difficult to speak. It was neither marriage nor business, but just a dream. This dream was exactly what the family of thousands of daughters in the Song Dynasty had never dared to dream! Let alone a brothel woman.

"Don't argue with two sisters. I think that since Mr. Liang has a kindness and responsibility, if he speaks it bluntly, he may not be despised by me. But if he is really a talented man, he will definitely not look down on me, a brothel girl in Xiangzhou. If this is the case, it will be boring even if he deals with it for a while. Let's forget it."

"What's the difficulty? Isn't it just to invite him? Sister, don't be sad. My second sister will go tomorrow and tie him up to see you!" Biyun hurriedly patted her chest when she saw Xiao Chang lowered.

"You, just say something unreasonable. Can you tie someone up? I have an idea." Yunmei said with a blank look at Biyun.

"What's the idea? Tell me quickly."

"It's simple to say. He is a talented man and his sister is also a talented woman. Since he can continue Zhang Dalang's poems, he will definitely be able to continue his sister. It's better for my sister to write half of the poems. My second sister and I will go tomorrow and find an opportunity to pass them on to him and ask him to continue. If I come back, it's a destiny. He should be the fate of his sister. I don't care much about it. I will say that he wants to sue, thinking that he will definitely come to see his sister. If my sister doesn't like her, it's not too late to find another candidate, what's the matter?"

"Okay, okay, indeed, we say he is good or not, but my sister must say he is good. I think this method is good. My sister just checks the goods first. Let's take action before the goods are good. If the goods are not good, he will just smash them into someone's hand." Biyun applauded.

Xie Xiaochang was so amused that he thought for a while and said, "I have to do this. I'll ask my two sisters to sit down for a while and wait for me to write."

After saying that, I reached out to take down a piece of bamboo paper, dripped a pot of ink, and concentrated on it for a while, but I wrote a poem "Bu Suanzi":

"The geese are green and green, and the road is falling on the setting sun. The mountain stream has not yet been sunny, so who can I live with?"

After writing, Yunmei handed it to the two of them, and read it repeatedly, nodding and sighing: "The geese are in groups, the green grass is connected to the sky, you are just wandering around. Is your sister comparing to orchids?"

"Yes, but please don't say it out loud, just continue it for him." Xiao Chang replied in a low voice.

Biyun held a short note in his hand and asked Xiao Chang: "What about the next stanza? Why don't you write it out first? Compare with him at that time to see who is better?"

"No need. If he continues well, wouldn't I behave ugly? If he does not continue well, why should I take one shot multiple times?" He lowered his head, looked a little expectant, and felt a little sad.

"Okay, then the second sister will take care of you. I will take this young master Liang tomorrow. See if he is a real talent or a bad scholar. Alas, our sister chooses a son-in-law, which is more harsh than the official family's top scorer!"

Xiao Chang was so amused and crying that he said one sentence, and his pretty face was red and white.

On the third day of the eighth month, it rains slightly and is light and cold.

After lunch, Liang Feng was drinking tea. Since he came to the Song Dynasty, Liang Feng had always been unaccustomed to it, which was drinking tea. The Song people were still drinking tea in the ancient Jin and Tang dynasties. The tea leaves were steamed and crushed into a ball, which was called tea cake. The tea cake was broken into the tea bowl, poured with boiling water, stirred vigorously to form a paste before it could be put into the mouth. This is a simple way to drink. However, if you think you are writing the grade, you must add spices, paste oil and other things to stir carefully. When the soup (foam) appears, you can use a fine spoon to point the tea noodles with boiling water and use the handle to gently tap the tea bowl to show various water marks. If you are a top expert, the water marks can transform into various forms, characters, landscapes, flowers, etc. It is called "tea fighting". Therefore, Lu Fangweng has a poem saying: Short paper walks in slanted grass, and fine milk plays with tea in the clear window. It can be seen that eating tea has become an art. Japanese tea ceremony in later generations still retained certain procedures.

But to put it bluntly, it is just like mixing lotus root powder into a paste and eating it, which is similar to drinking milk tea. After thinking about it carefully, the tea leaves are picked through steaming, fermenting, crushing and other processes, and it would be strange if they taste good.

Liang Feng felt uncomfortable when he drank the thing, so he thought of a way and asked Qian Xiaoyi to help him search for tea that he had not processed just now. He sprouted it himself. Then he went to the inn and kitchen to simmer it and finally dried it over the fire. He didn't know much about tea, but he was reluctant to do it himself. Although the taste was not the same as tea leaves in later generations, it was quite close and could be eaten.

Now, he is sitting under the eaves of the house and savoring homemade green tea.

The drizzle is the best way to make people feel sad.

Liang Feng silently recalled some of the past events of his predecessor. Although he had not been through time for a while, that life seemed to be far away from him, so far away that he could not remember. He only vaguely remembered some clips: he had eaten a hundred food on the street, wore patched clothes, entered the primary school on the street, and later in middle school, and later went to a third-rate university. In his memory, he always ran between the street office and the school, submitted application forms, received subsidies for extremely poor students, graduated from odd jobs and sales, and later worked hard and became the human resources manager of a small company, and later died. It was a loss, an old virgin, in his thirties, had liked one or two girls, and had never held the hand of the opposite sex. Thanks to Teacher Cang's teaching, he had seen pigs walking n times, and his left hand was thicker than his right hand.

In the words of the Song Dynasty, at most, it is: Wang Sheng, betrayed his relatives at a young age, relied on his neighbors, entered the school of righteousness, had no strengths, and had more careers. He was in charge of business in the East, did not marry and had no children, and encountered a car by chance, and died.

What is his mother’s resume? This is called a resume. It’s so simple that it can’t be simpler. It’s a pity! Liang Feng sighed slowly when he thought of this. So, I must live a wonderful life, even if it’s a dream!

"Master." Qian Xiaoyi stood in the yard and shouted respectfully.

"Here, come and sit down." Liang Feng got up and entered the house, and Qian Xiaoyi followed.

"Come on, come on, try the tea I made to see if it can be drunk." Liang Feng poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qian Xiaoyi.

Qian Xiaoyi took it and took a sip, slowly savored it. He looked up and smiled, "This tea is delicious, fragrant, and quenched thirst, which is much better than tea soup." Seeing his sincerity, Liang Feng smiled and said, "Yes, this is my way of drinking. I really can't get used to tea soup. In the future, let's find more good tea leaves and make it by ourselves." Qian Xiaoyi agreed. Liang Feng then took the exam to teach Qian Xiaoyi's homework. In the past two months, one has taught skillfully and the other has learned diligently. He has learned more than 70 times, and in less than twenty days, Qian Xiaoyi can do it.

I have finished learning the "Journey to the West". Qian Xiaoyi not only learned the text, but also learned the new concepts, new performance methods and program skills brought by Liang Feng. The help of his singing skills is indescribable. At this time, Qian Xiaoyi didn't know that he could already look down on the contemporary world by singing books. Liang Feng understood very well and was considering whether he would also teach him the next step. "Saying Three Points" had appeared at this time, and I believe it was a big hit again. But think about it, let it go for the time being, so that he would not be able to chew too much.

The two were discussing their homework. Uncle Yong hurriedly came from the front hall, holding a greeting post in his hand and said, "Young master, the young master of the Zhang family and others are here to pay their respects."

"Oh? It's so early, please come in quickly." Liang Feng stood up to tidy up his clothes and stood at the steps to greet him. Qian Xiaoyi quickly stood behind his master.

"Haha, Brother Yutian, I haven't seen you for a day, so I'm here to bother you today." But when I heard the steps, the original team of people who met Lumen Temple the day before yesterday arrived together. However, Biyun had already let go of her feet, missing two girls who were supporting her.
Chapter completed!