The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 50: Jasmine

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"What water? What kind of scoop?" A Chou looked at the painting on the cup curiously, his dark eyes turning again and again, "Where is the scoop? Why didn't I see it?"

Chen Qingxuan was so amused by her that he couldn't help but want to laugh, but he was afraid that A Chou would worry that he was making fun of her, so he held it in forcibly, and then patiently explained to A Chou: "Weak water costs three thousand, just take one scoop." , this saying comes from Buddhist scriptures, it means that you may encounter many beautiful things or people in life, but you must not be greedy, you must carefully grasp one of them. Therefore, the water and ladle here are just metaphors. In fact, we are not talking about water and ladle."

"Oh, so that's the truth," Ah Chou suddenly realized. He stared at the fish on the tea cup for a while. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that what Chen Qingxuan said made sense. When he looked at Chen Qingxuan again, he couldn't help but think. With some admiration, he said, "Mr. Chen, you are really knowledgeable, oh! By the way, you are a teacher yourself, so of course you are knowledgeable! You see, I called you sir one by one, but I almost forgot that you are sir. ."

"Hahaha!" Chen Qingxuan couldn't hold it back this time and laughed, but he was very restrained and stopped after a moment so that it would not make people feel embarrassed.

A Chou became more and more fond of Chen Qingxuan. While holding the tea cup, he asked Chen Qingxuan: "But Mr. Chen, why don't I see any students in your private school every time I come here?"

"They have gone home after class long ago," Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, "Our Jixian Bookstore opens at five every day, but closes after two hours. It is already past noon, so naturally there are no students left."

"Oh, then you have worked hard enough," A Chou said, taking a sip of tea, then his eyes widened suddenly, and he said in surprise, "Mr. Chen, this tea is so fragrant, the taste is better than The hair oil made from jasmine flowers still smells good! It’s fragrant but not greasy, it’s so good!”

"If you like it, then drink a few more cups. There is still plenty in the teapot." Chen Qingxuan said, lifting the teapot on the table.

"Then I'm not welcome," A Chou didn't hesitate, holding the tea cup and drank a cup of it, and then without instructing Chen Qingxuan, he took another cup by himself, and then a jasmine flower It flowed down the spout and into her teacup. She was so busy that she put down the teapot, leaned on the table, stared at the jasmine flower floating in the teacup, and murmured in a low voice, "How can it be so beautiful?" ”

Chen Qingxuan has never seen a girl like A Chou. Before he was twenty years old, he studied hard and rarely left the house. He had no chance to contact any girl's family. When he was twenty years old, he was selected as a scholar. , in this small Chenjiatun, he was an unprecedented person. Even the prefect sent people to congratulate him, saying that given time, Chen Jialang would definitely have the ability to praise officials according to orders.

Since then, his family has become lively. He heard from the matchmaker that the girl from the Li family is a good housekeeper, that the girl from the Chen family looks like a fairy, or that the girl from the Zhou family is virtuous and dignified. He said no in his heart. I don't know whether he was annoyed by the endless noise of the matchmakers or the powerful parents who couldn't wait to put their daughters into the arms of a mere scholar like him. Furthermore, he didn't like to see the girls in the village very much. Now, he came to the foot of the mountain and built such a private school. It could be regarded as a way to hide in peace. However, he could hide from the matchmaker, but he could never hide from his Grandma Chen.