Jiang Xiao shook her head: "I can't buy this flower outside, I made it myself."

The things produced by the space are of extremely high value. She will not just say that she bought them outside just because she wants to hide her origin, otherwise she would be causing trouble for herself.

If many people ask her to buy it on their behalf, how can she sell it?

"You can still make tea? That's amazing."

"Yes, Xiao Jiang, are you learning from your grandfather?" After drinking tea, Mrs. Liu clearly felt that her throat was getting more moist, and the feeling of always itchyness was gone.

"This is not learned from my grandfather. I learned a lot of things in a tea garden in Huali County, City M., Huali Tea Garden."

Jiang Xiao's words were not a lie, because she did learn the way of making tea from Uncle Huo and the others, and then she tried it repeatedly.

"Xiao Jiang is really talented and can learn anything well." Mrs. Liu said again: "Guohua has been saying that he felt guilty after accepting Xiao Jiang as his disciple. He also said that he had found a treasure with such a talented student."

Jiang Xiao shook her head, "Teacher is really..."

If it weren't for Liu Guohua, how could she have the current painting skills? Although he did not teach her in this life, he had already taught her in his previous life! He was a teacher for one day and two lives.

Now she has many painting skills that were taught by Liu Guoying back then.

But now she has used it very skillfully and has incorporated many of her own techniques, so Liu Guohua herself can't see it.

But even so, she could not deny that she was taught by Liu Guohua.

"Hey, your teacher's wife hasn't coughed anymore?" Mrs. Fu discovered the problem.

Before, my teacher's wife would cough so hard that she said every word. She said such a long sentence just now, but she didn't even cough!

Moreover, she felt that her throat was clear and moist, and the anger and depression that had just been picked up by Feng Daji and the others seemed to have dissipated.

"Yes? I feel much more comfortable with my throat, too!"

They all looked at Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao blinked innocently and looked at them.

This was the scene when Fu Mingfeng came back.

"Huh? Xiao Jiang is here? I said you three are staring at each other, what are you doing?"

"Old Fu, I'll tell you..." Mrs. Fu was so excited that she talked about Feng Daji and the others, and then the effect of the pot of tea that Jiang Xiao had just cooked.

"Look, Qiulian hasn't coughed since she just drank tea!"

"Really?" Fu Mingfeng didn't believe that a pot of tea had such amazing effect, but tea must be good tea. He always thought that Jiang Xiao had nothing bad in his hands. "This pot? Then give me a cup. Today I was entertaining the kind-hearted man who came to donate books and said a lot, but I didn't even bother drinking water. I'm now irritated."

Jiang Xiao smiled and poured each of them another cup.

Mrs. Liu, Cheng Qiulian, didn't bother to say anything more. She felt the most obvious, so she quickly picked up the cup and started drinking it.

Only those who have long-term coughing know that for a while, they feel very happy if they don’t cough for a while.

The hot tea moistened the throat, and I suddenly felt that even my body became hot, and my throat was moist and very comfortable.

She really didn't cough anymore, at least five or six minutes.

This was the happiest thing for her.

"This tea is really delicious." Fu Mingfeng was also surprised after drinking the tea. The feeling of dry mouth and tongue disappeared in an instant.

And after he came in, Cheng Qiulian did not cough at all.

You know, she was so coughing that she couldn't even sleep well after staying in the past two nights.
Chapter completed!