Bai Qingyu hurriedly sent a synchronized message to the butler: "This is Wuyishan Zhengyan's new tea before the rain, Maocha. It has not been dried and has become damp. I begged the butler to give it to me."
He Renyuan didn't care whether the tea he gave was expensive or not, he had plenty, but he didn't know why the housekeeper favored this new nanny. Even if he gave a tea, he would make up a cheap variety, for fear that he would think the nanny was greedy for money.
"You are the first time here. How come Uncle Qi has the nerve to send you some tidal tea leaves? Take it out and I will exchange it for you with a box of Phoenix Dancong."
The housekeeper didn't understand why He Renyuan got into trouble with Bai Qingyu. Dancong means picking a single plant to make tea. Each tree has its own fragrance. It is unique and the price is very high.
The housekeeper felt that the exchange was not a loss, and he could make a fortune by reselling it: "That is a tea tree that the young master spent millions of bags on, and went to the mountain farm to pick it himself..."
Bai Qingyu was shocked: "One tree in a million?"
It turns out that He Renyuan is the kind of big boss who can take care of tea trees. People should not be judged by their appearance. He has heard that many tea trees are treated very well.
The steward said: "A tree that is four hundred years old is rare and valuable."
Bai Qing said "Oh", that person was indeed a little older than him.
However, no matter how expensive the tea leaves were, he would not be able to buy them for him. A bald baby would not be cute. Bai Xiaocha's hair was pitch black, and although it was not green enough, it was quite cute.
"No change."
Do you really think he must have that box of tea? He Renyuan said: "Uncle Qi, find the merchant and buy as much as you can."
Bai Qingyu: "You can't buy it anymore. The output of new tea is low. This box should be all. The quality of tea is inseparable from the rain and sunshine of the year. Even if you find that merchant, you won't be able to buy the same tea. It's like the same tea." For parents, it is impossible to give birth to the same child twice.”
Just like Bai Xiaocha is a unique tea baby, Bai Qingyu's eyes slightly bent as he spoke, feeling a little proud.
"There is a difference between a one-year tree and a two-year tree. Even if it is the same tree and the same rain, the quality will be different after one year. The young master should be able to tell that the tea last night was the second-year new fir tree, right? The taste of new tea is one year old. A change.”
Bai Xiaocha is a two-year-old baby with thin and soft hair. It will be different next year.
Bai Qingyu's tone was soft, but in He Renyuan's ears he was sharp-tongued.
He Renyuan sneered. He didn't look like a fool. His aunt really missed her nephew and found an annoying nanny for him. In his opinion, the other party's expression was full of provocation. He Renyuan's cold eyes moved and fixed on Bai Qingyu's face: "Then I will spend money to buy your box back."
He used the tone of forceful buying and selling. If Bai Qingyu didn't sell, he would be kicked out of the house immediately and not allowed to take anything away.
Bai Qingyu put an end to Master He's thoughts: "No, because I finished taking a bath last night."
The housekeeper took a breath and seemed to be quarreling. His young master was not a vegetarian. He Renyuan had been a lawyer himself, and his questioning tone was like a criminal policeman, making Bai Qingyu bring the bath water as evidence in court.
He Renyuan said word by word: "Take a bath? Can you take a bath with tea? I will offer you 100,000 yuan, and you can take it as soon as you like."
Bai Qingyu was slightly surprised. The employer was actually willing to pay so much money, but if he didn't, he wouldn't. They, the tea gods, couldn't use their own advantages to disrupt the human tea market and compete with the people for profit.
Cannot be sold.
Bai Qing said: "I really took a bath. If you don't believe me, smell it, I still smell like it."
He came closer and stretched his wrist in front of He Renyuan's eyes.
He Renyuan smelled the elegant and tranquil scent of new tea. His disdainful eyes suddenly dropped and he caught a glimpse of Sai Xue's white-skinned wrist. He was startled, as if something hit him in his heart, his eyes immediately raised, and what he saw was still the indifferent and honest face.
An honest man looks innocent.
Thinking of such good tea being used as bath water by the nanny, this person was even willing to give him only a few tea leaves last night.
Is this something a normal person can do?
He Renyuan was so angry that his teeth itched, but he didn't have the right attitude to get angry. He looked at the severed wrist and wanted to eat its flesh.
He took a small cup and the nanny took a dip in the bath! It was unheard of for him to take a bath with tea leaves, but it actually made him smell like tea.
It was just the light of tea leaves. No matter how fragrant it was, it was still a crow with peacock feathers. It was only temporarily confusing. He couldn't fall for this nanny.
He Renyuan: "Stand far away."
Bai Qingyu took two steps back and lowered his hands.
Bai Qingyu seemed to have done nothing wrong, but he congratulated Renyuan. He said, "Uncle Qi, give him three months' salary -" compensation and expulsion.
Because Bai Qingyu took a step back, the aroma on the tip of his nose faded. For a moment, He Renyuan almost tilted his posture like a dog chasing a bone. Realizing his conditioned reflex, his face turned livid, and he said with great humiliation: "What you are wearing What era are you wearing? Don’t act like I can’t pay you.”
Keep it until the smell dissipates, or when he finds the same tea leaves, get out of here right away.
Bai Qingyu pinched the fabric of his cuffs. He thought his employer would be furious. After all, his introducer had vaccinated him. As a result, his employer also gave him three months' salary in advance to buy clothes?
Why? Because you really like the tea he gave you?
He Renyuan is worthy of being a person who has a ton of tea hidden in his home. He knows that the tea given by the God of Tea is the most fragrant. The employer's reluctance is the tea god's honor.
Bai Qingyu unilaterally determined that he and He Renyuan had the same aesthetics, so he discussed with his employer: "Can I build a loofah stand in the garden?"
A loofah stand... a fantasy.
He Renyuan has never seen this thing in real life, let alone letting it be placed under his window.
"You think this is the countryside?"
Bai Qingyu: "You can save some money on buying vegetables, and the food you grow yourself is delicious."
He Renyuan: "Uncle Qi."
Butler Qi immediately understood and said: "The kitchen purchases organic green vegetables from designated farms. The purchase price of a loofah is fifty. Qingyu, you don't have to grow your own."
After hearing this, Bai Qingyu wanted to grow it and sell it to the wrongdoer.
No wonder Cha Xiaobao was wondering why he didn't have free dinner while eating grilled sausages outside.
After He Renyuan lost his temper, he moved his chopsticks with a stinking face.
Just as Bai Qingyu was about to sit down, she found that only her employer was sitting, and everyone else was busy pretending to be quiet. It turned out that only when the employer was away, everyone would sit at this table to eat together.
Bai Qingyu stood up straight and heard He Renyuan say: "You stand here serving dishes."
Bai Qingyu: "Oh."
Generally speaking, you need to have some discernment when setting out the dishes. You can't let the boss pick up the dishes while you transfer the tables. Bai Qingyu picked up the serving chopsticks, thoughtfully served a little of everything, and piled He Renyuan's plate full.
He Renyuan looked at the hodgepodge in front of him, "..."
The butler ran away cleverly while Bai Qingyu was picking up the food.
He Renyuan: "Are you feeding the pigs?"
Bai Qingyu: "Don't you like it?"
He Renyuan took a deep breath. He was so angry that he let the nanny from the country serve the dishes. He knew shit about table manners.
He picked up two chopsticks of green vegetables and finished the porridge hastily. He was full and said, "I won't eat anymore."
Soon someone came up and cleared all the food on the table. Bai Qingyu blinked in confusion. Master, eating is a waste. You waste so much in the morning, but what about lunch? The steamed seafood, steamed eggs, noodles... all on the table are almost complete.
Bai Qingyu quickly pressed He Renyuan's plate with quick eyes and hands: "Leave this for me."
He Renyuan: "This is my leftover food."
Bai Qingyu: "I don't mind." If you can save a little bit, the little one hasn't eaten yet, so this bowl is just right.
He Renyuan said coldly: "I mind, throw it out."
Bai Qingyu poured it into his own bowl, "It's wrong to waste food."
He Renyuan: "..." If you just look at the movements of these hands, it's not that disgusting.
When he was stunned, the leftover food was taken away by Bai Qingyu.
You can't always snatch it back.
Ridiculous, the nanny felt so energetic this morning, and she slept well last night, so this "spirit" is still a compliment.
Bai Qingyu carried the meal and went straight to the third floor. By now, the little boy had woken up, bathing comfortably in the morning sun, playing with his fingers, and even turning over to bask in the sun at 360 degrees.
When he woke up, his father was not there and he was able to bask in the sun. Bai Xiaocha knew that his father had gone to work.
Bai Qingyu closed the door and window and whispered: "Baby, come to eat."
Cha Xiaobao looked at the bowl in his father's hand.
Bai Qingyu first poured him a glass of warm water, fed him and drank two sips, and then gave him a flower roll.
Bai Xiaocha held the flower roll in both hands, took a lick and felt the breath of the flower roll. He bent his eyes and looked at the plate. Like Grandpa Deng, he held the flower roll and dipped it into the soup on the plate, then took a hard bite: " Let’s start!”
He is older than the one downstairs and works much harder when eating.
Bai Qingyu looked at her son with satisfaction, "Baby, you will definitely grow taller than Master He in the future."
How tall is He Renyuan? One meter nine? Anyway, it was one of the best that Bai Qingyu had ever seen, so it would be a good idea to find this as a reference for Bai Xiaocha. "Adults can't take care of children at work, otherwise they will be fired by the boss. If the boss is at home, I can't take you to the garden to bask in the sun." Bai Qingyu rubbed her son's head, "You can bask in the house, okay."< br>
Bai Xiaocha was very happy to eat free and rich food again, and replied excitedly: "Okay!"
The little boy's voice was so loud that Bai Qingyu almost wanted to cover Bai Xiaocha's mouth, but then he thought, if he suppressed his nature because he was living under someone else's roof in the city, he might as well go back to the countryside to farm.
The sound insulation effect of the mansion should be good, so no one can hear normal speech.
Bai Qingyu played a clapping game with Bai Xiaocha for a while without any burden.
"You take one shot, I take one shot, and a baby is flying on a plane."
Bai Xiaocha: "A baby is flying on a plane!"
"You shoot two, I shoot two, and the two babies sing children's songs."
Bai Xiaocha was confused: "Are there any other babies?"
Well, the clapping nursery rhyme needs an adaptation.
Bai Qingyu stuffed him with a small biscuit given by the housekeeper: "There are no other babies. You take three shots and I take three shots. Cha Bao loves biscuits the most."
Bai Xiaocha immediately forgot about the game and retracted his hand to hold the cookie in his mouth.
The cookies are delicious!
Downstairs, He Renyuan, who was about to go out for work, frowned when he opened the car door.
Was he hallucinating? Why did he hear the child's voice?
But when he listened calmly and carefully, there was no more.
There was no way he had children at home. Even if the three children in the house closest to him cried heartbrokenly, they could not reach him.
Maybe it's a wild cat.
"Master, do you want to prepare dinner tonight?" The housekeeper asked tactfully whether He Renyuan would go home at night.
He Renyuan was about to say no, he lived in the company and could numb his brain with work, and he could work at any time if he had insomnia. The next moment, he raised his eyes and saw the window on the third floor. Was that aura about to disappear? He changed his mouth and said: "Yeah."
The housekeeper responded calmly. He Renyuan would not come home on time for dinner. He usually had to wait until eight o'clock, so that the rest of the family could start dinner on time.
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There is a circle of tea trees in the garden. Tea trees do not live well in the city. Even if the gardeners take good care of them, they are not as vibrant as those on the mountains. Bai Qingyu "nursed" a circle of tea trees. Seeing that they were a little more energetic, she washed her hands and planned to go to the kitchen to see if there was anyone who could help.
On the way to the kitchen, Bai Qingyu unexpectedly found a tea-making room with all the tools, but the door was closed and it looked like no one had touched it for a long time.
It seems that He Renyuan really likes tea, and the tea god Bai Qingyu plans to be more tolerant to him.
In the kitchen, Sister Liu is busy working. She is called Sister, but in fact she is older than the housekeeper. Sister Liu is her native name.
Bai Qingyu opened a pot lid and looked at it, and saw a complete pot of steamed rice.
"Is this lunch? Isn't it a little short?"
Sister Liu explained: "No, this is the rice prepared separately for Young Master He in the morning. Because he was not sure whether Young Master He wanted to drink porridge or rice, so he prepared both."
Bai Qingyu: "Then let's have lunch."
Sister Liu smiled and said, "The housekeeper ordered us to cook braised noodles for lunch today. She has already kneaded the noodles. The portion is very large and there is no need for rice at lunch."
The braised noodles hide the butler's selfishness, because when cooking, Bai Qingyu will mix it and feed it to Bai Xiaocha. Instead of doing this, it is better to have a bowl of soft and delicious noodles, which is easy to digest. Children must be cute eating noodles.
Bai Qingyu: "I'll eat it tonight."
Sister Liu said: "We also eat noodles in the evening."
Bai Qingyu: "Ah, then this pot of rice... is left for the eldest young master to eat. It was originally given to him. I heard that the young master will not get home until eight or nine o'clock in the evening. From now on, I will cook the midnight snacks."
Sister Liu is getting older and is used to going to bed early and getting up early. He Renyuan's time to go home is not fixed, so the matter of staying up late is left to the gods.
Sister Liu: "No, no, the rice must be freshly steamed and fragrant. Mr. He can taste it as soon as he takes his mouth."
Bai Qingyu: "It doesn't matter, does the young master have any taboos?"
Speaking of this, Sister Liu talked eloquently: "Coriander, celery, bitter melon, mutton, fish..."
Bai Qingyu was stunned: "So picky about food?" Then how come you are so tall? He was even more confident that Bai Xiaocha was taller than He Renyuan.
Sister Liu said: "These are my guesses about Mr. He's taste. Mr. He never says what he likes or dislikes."
She has great wisdom in cooking: "The more Mr. He doesn't say anything, the more careful we have to be. For example, we won't serve anything that tastes strong, fishy, irritating, bitter, or has many thorns..."< br>
Bai Qingyu concluded: "That means they can all be eaten?"
Sister Liu was silent, uh, I didn’t hear anything that I couldn’t eat.
Bai Qingyu is confident.
Sister Liu is very good at cooking noodles. She pulls the noodles herself, braised tomatoes with tomatoes at noon, and abalone minced meat noodles at night.
Bai Xiaocha was brought down to eat noodles. At his age, he was not suitable to serve at the table, so he was suitable to sit on the ground and cook on the small bench.
He picked up the noodles awkwardly with two chopsticks and accidentally dropped one on the ground. Bai Xiaocha quickly reached out to pick it up and ate it, wiping his fingers on his clothes.
He ate busily and enthusiastically, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. When there was some noodle soup left at the end, I picked up a wooden bowl that was bigger than my face, covered my face and drank it all.
As if it was some kind of performance, everyone except Bai Qingyu watched Bai Xiaocha eat.
"Ahhh." The mute sisters gestured with their fingers and said something to each other.
The housekeeper asked the sign language interpreter: "What do they want to say?"
The translator said timidly: "Yes, it's gossip between sisters."
The butler said "Oh" and stopped delving into it. After watching the little boy eat, he picked up his bowl with satisfaction.
It was past nine o'clock in the evening, and He Renyuan, who had ordered his family to cook dinner, had just gotten off work.
Bai Qingyu waited downstairs until he felt sleepy. Finally, the light of the car lights shone on his face through the glass window. At this time, the villa was quiet. Except for Sister Liu who occasionally made late-night snacks for He Renyuan, everyone else stayed in their rooms to enjoy their time after get off work.
Nine times out of ten, He Renyuan didn't need midnight snacks, and he needed quietness even more. From the door to the bedroom on the second floor, everything that happened during the day quickly ran through his mind. He would record it in detail on paper before going to bed, no longer blindly trusting that his brain would completely store the memory.
When he reached the stairs, he was stopped by the new nanny.
"Boss, have you had dinner?"
He Renyuan thought about it for a moment, and then realized that he didn't have any social activities planned today, so he missed a meal, "No."
Bai Qingyu's eyes lit up: "Then I'll make you a midnight snack."
Fortunately, he was really afraid that He Renyuan would be full and no one would eat the pot of rice in the morning.
He Renyuan didn't believe this seemingly honest nanny, and started to walk up: "No need."
Bai Qingyu: "Don't go, don't go. I've already made it. I'll just bring it out."
He Renyuan was in a strange mood. Since the other party had waited for him to reach this point, let's see what tricks he could do.
He Renyuan sat at the dining table and turned on a warm yellow wall lamp.
After a while, a bowl of porridge appeared on the table, and the soup was green.
"What is this?"
Bai Qingyu: "Chazuke rice. Don't you like that tea, boss? I emptied the box today and found a few pieces left. I brewed it for five hours and it's very delicious."
He Renyuan's face is dark, bubbles? Do you want to remind him about a tea bath? He didn't have any skills to make hot tea with leftover rice. He suspected that this pot of rice was still from the morning.
"Not hungry anymore."
Bai Qingyu stirred up the tea and rice, and tried to persuade him: "Are you really not going to eat it? The only tea left in the world."
He Renyuan took a deep breath, is this hunger sales?
He stared at the bowl of rice in front of him. The aroma of pure orchid tea overflowed during the stirring. The new Cong tea was a little less thick. If it was an old Cong tea that was more than a hundred years old, the smell would be softer and more exquisite... He stopped his thoughts and stared at Bai Qingyu did not hesitate to speculate maliciously: "Isn't this what you used in the bath?"
A handful of tea leaves can be brewed once, twice or even nine times, so isn't he drinking Bai Qingyu's bath water?
It's disgusting.
(End of chapter)