The words "Be honest with each other" made Ye Chen think of Lin Wan'er's undressed appearance just now in Ye Chen's mind.

For a moment, his expression was slightly awkward.

And Lin Wan'er also realized that Ye Chen might be wrong, and felt shy and unbearable.

So, she hurriedly said to Ye Chen: "Young master, wait a moment, I will show you something!"

After finishing speaking, she got up and went downstairs, and brought a beautifully framed picture scroll from downstairs.

Lin Wan'er came to the other side of the bed, put the scroll on the ground and slowly spread it out. A landscape scroll about 2.5 meters wide and 6 meters long unfolded slowly.

Ye Chen stared at the painting intently, at the majestic landscape slowly unfolding in front of him.

The majestic and endless mountains, the Tianchi Lake hanging in the valley like a mirror, the scenery in the painting is natural and vivid on the paper, which made Ye Chen deeply attracted in an instant.

Ye Chen never thought that the artistic conception of a landscape painting could be so fascinating. The scenery in this painting is full of charm, and every stroke seems to be perfect and impeccable. The last time he saw such a shocking painting, It was still the portrait of Meng Changsheng that Mrs. Jiang gave her.

And the painting skill of this painting is even more superb than that painting.

At this time, Lin Wan'er pointed to the tall and lush tree beside the Tianchi Lake in the painting with her slender jade hand, and said to Ye Chen: "Young master, this is the mother of Pucha that I call the tea. The way it was years ago."

After finishing speaking, she moved her finger to the silhouette of a human being under the tree, and said, "This is my family. For a while, my family would sit under this tea tree every day to drink tea, watch the mountains, and watch the water. "

Ye Chen subconsciously asked Lin Wan'er: "Did you draw this painting?"

Lin Wan'er nodded: "Master Hui, this painting was made by my family a few days ago, and it was specially made for you."

Ye Chen couldn't help being horrified. He didn't expect that Lin Wan'er could have such superb painting skills. The father-in-law said some time ago that the Painting and Calligraphy Association organized a painting exhibition. He couldn't find a good work. Landscape painters all over the country are about to explode!

At this time, Lin Wan'er suddenly grabbed Ye Chen's ring-wearing right hand with her other hand and clasped her ten fingers together. Then, she said to Ye Chen expectantly: "My lord, I dare you, take me to see it for yourself. Look at what it looked like three hundred years ago!"

After all, the ring, which had been silent all this time, suddenly seemed to understand Lin Wan'er's words, and released some spiritual energy straight to the brains of the two of them.

The next moment, Ye Chen felt his vision suddenly blurred, and then, as if being held by Lin Wan'er, he quickly walked through an invisible gate, and then, a gust of cool wind rushed towards his face, and the picture in front of him also instantly came to life. up.

At this moment, he is standing among the endless mountains in southern Yunnan. The incomparably clear blue sky, the refreshing green mountains, and the tumbling white clouds are close at hand. There are countless kinds of flowers, and the water surface of Tianchi reflects the blue sky, white clouds and green mountains. The whole picture is so beautiful that it cannot be described in words.

Afterwards, Ye Chen took a closer look. Under the pucha mother tree, a beautiful girl wearing a sky blue double-breasted narrow-sleeved gown and a horse-face skirt was sitting at a small square table drinking tea. That girl was Lin Wan'er.

Not far away, many tea farmers are picking tea leaves on those relatively low tea trees. Before they carry a basket full of tea leaves down the mountain, they will come to the Pucha mother tree and bow slightly to the mother tree. Then he respectfully said hello to Lin Wan'er, Miss.

Lin Wan'er recognized each of them, and whenever someone came up to say hello, she would smile and ask the other party how they got today.

And the tea grower will also step forward, take out a handful of fresh tea leaves from the basket, and hand them to her for tasting.

Lin Wan'er would gently pinch a pinch of tea leaves with her fingers, put them under her nose to smell them, then pinch another piece, put it in her mouth to chew carefully, and then tell them the grade of the tea leaves, and tell them how this batch of tea leaves should be prepared. How to finish, how to dry, how to air dry, how to autoclave and how to store better.

Every tea farmer would thank her gratefully after receiving her advice, and then bid farewell to leave. JrNovels.com