Brother Ji, does he want a scholar to be his husband?

Liu Yimian was about to faint with joy.

"Huh?" Zhang Mingyuan didn't quite understand.

"My little brother loves books and has the desire to study. But I am not a scholar, so it is difficult to give him advice. I want to send him to the academy, but I am afraid that he will be rejected. It is really difficult."

"I hope Zhang Xiucai is willing to give some pointers."

Ji Weiyi bowed to the end, this is the highest courtesy, Zhang Mingyuan quickly stood up to help him, how dare he accept his bow.

"Absolutely not, Master Ji, this is just a trivial matter. If there is any difficulty, come to Zhang's house and ask me."

"But I'm afraid I'll disturb your study, Xiucai..."

"What's the matter? I'm usually bored. I can't wait to have someone come to talk to me." Zhang Mingyuan has a straightforward temperament, and he doesn't deal with people often, so he doesn't care much, so he immediately agreed.

"We don't dare to disturb Xiucai every day, so it's better to do this. From now on, I will ask Mianmian to deliver food to the door every three days, and ask Xiucai to give some advice. Is it possible?"

"Okay, okay, no problem."

"Then thank you Xiucai."

After Ji Wei finished speaking, he pulled Liu Yimian and woke up the shocked Liu Yimian.

He was dizzy and thanked, and before he was about to go out, he pinched his arm and said dumbly, "Brother Ji, am I dreaming?"

"Little fool, it's true. In the future, Xiucai will be your husband. If you have any questions, you can ask him."

Liu Yimian was so happy that she walked with fluttering footsteps. He couldn't help hugging Ji Wei's arm tightly. Although it was a bit conspicuous, he was happy and Ji Wei went with him.

"You two stay!" When the two of them approached the door, a young servant suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"Is something wrong?"

"My son said, it's a matter of etiquette. Since I ate something from my son, there is no reason to eat it for nothing. Let me give this to my son." There is a strange font on the front, and the whole is very unique.

He took it and brought it to the tip of his nose, and a faint scent of tea came out.

Apparently a tea bag.

The weight of the pad in the hand is only one or two.

"This is a good tea that my friend's friend received from the south. It's only a pound. Although the ceremony is small, I hope you will accept it." As expected of a servant from the county magistrate's house, he is better at speaking and being a man than anywhere else.

How could Ji Wei dislike this lightness.

Not to mention anything else, just say that this gift was given by the only son of the magistrate, even if it was a piece of paper, he was flattered to accept it.

After all, when we met for the first time, didn't expect such a surprise.

Ji Wei took it and thanked him so much that he took Liu Yimian away.

The author has something to say: the second update is at 18:00

PS. didn't update on time tonight, it must be junk Jinjiang smoked again. Recently, can't log in in the background, have been stuck, and have been posting violently online... really want to smash Jinjiang _(:з"∠)_

Chapter 37

Ji Wei has no research on tea, and the tea he drank in his previous life was almost always a gift from others.

When got home, opened the paper bag, and the tea leaves poured out were quite dark in color. The shape is small and tight, facing the light golden tea velvet, and after fiddling for a while, he realized that it was a rare black tea.

Most of his black teas are foreign teas, and domestic green teas are generally drunk.

But domestic black tea has also been given to him. It is a first-class Jin Junmei with a sweet and refreshing taste, which is very different from foreign black tea.

Ji Wei brewed a pot of tea and walked around in the hot yard holding the tea.

The work in the yard is now stable.

Generally, one group of people in the morning and another group of people in the afternoon work for an hour and a half in the morning and afternoon, and then go home to rest.

And because they have worked for several days, they have become skilled workers, and they are familiar with the work, and their efficiency has improved a lot.

Everyone came here every day, and they all became familiar with each other, and they had a bit of camaraderie. Chatting at work is quite lively.

Compared with the beginning, he was only allowed to work with his head down. After getting started, Ji Wei also relaxed, lest they be dry and boring.

After walking around, he was very satisfied, and it was almost time for dinner, thinking that everyone in the yard was probably hungry, so he wanted to cook something to treat everyone.

From under the eaves, he carried a jar of goat milk into the kitchen.

I have a little sticky rice at home, which don't use on weekdays, but sometimes use it for precaution, and there's a lot more.

Ji Wei took one meter spoon of glutinous rice, washed it, and added half a pot of cold water to boil it.

When the cold water in the pot boiled, he wrapped half a bag of tea leaves with gauze and threw them into the pot.

Ji Wei is not a person in the tea ceremony, so he does not know that this tea is precious, it is more than a hundred taels per catty. Just this little tea on hand would cost dozens of taels of silver, and there was no market for it.

If it is seen by someone who knows how to do it, I am afraid that my heart will bleed.

It's a pity that Ji Wei doesn't understand.

When he used it, it didn't hurt much.

This half pack was put down and boiled in boiling water for a quarter of an hour, and the water in the pot was dyed red.

Then he poured a jar of goat milk into the pot. The amount of goat milk was not small, and it took a long time to cook.

As for this milk tea, is there any reason why it is not sweet?

When Ji Wei makes western pastries, he buys 10 catties of 10 catties of sucrose at a time. After made the cookies last time, didn't have time to refill, and there was only a small pot of sugar left, which was all poured into the pot.

It was not until the glutinous rice that was put in at first was fully cooked that the goat milk boiled again.

When the firewood in the stove was slowly burnt out, he took out the tea bag and tasted it. It was not particularly sweet, about half sugar.

Coupled with the addition of a small pot of water, the taste of milk tea is light but not limited. don't know how many times better than cold water.

Ji Wei saw that Liu Yimian was helping out everywhere, so he shouted for him to come in and rest, and poured him a bowl of milk tea.

As soon as she smelled the milk in the room, Liu Yimian frowned sadly, "Brother Ji, did you drink it in the morning?" Isn't it one bowl a day?

"Try it, if you like this, you will drink milk tea in the future, and you will not be allowed to drink goat milk."