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third chapter

Chapter 3 (This chapter is free)

Lord Lu changed the topic and began to introduce the method of sing tea in detail. "To talk about the method of sing tea, the first thing to do is to talk about sing tea. In recent decades, tea has been of high customs and precious tea, and the name of tea has become more and more popular. There are Mengding stone flowers in Jiannan, some small squares or scattered teeth, and the number one is the first. There are purple bamboo shoots in Guzhu in Huzhou, and Shenquan in Dongchuan; Fuzhou has Fangshan Deyuya; Kuizhou has Xiangshan; Jiangling has Nanmu, and there are Tianzhu Tea, Yangxian Tea, Qimen Tea, etc., each with its own wonders." When he said this, he paused and looked at Cui Po. Seeing that he was listening carefully, he couldn't help but feel a sense of being a soulmate, and he explained it more and more attentively.

"Since we talk about tea, we must not ignore water. I think the best water in the world is the first priority for the Yangtze River South Zero Water; followed by the Huishan Spring Water in Wuxi; again, the Huqiu Temple Spring Water in Suzhou; also the Guanyin Temple Water in Danyang County, the Daming Temple Water in Yangzhou, and the Wusong River Water can also be taken."

Hearing this, Cui Po was surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Why are all the water in the south, but not in the north?"

"Oh! This question hits the point." Lord Lu nodded in praise and said, "Tea is the most ethereal and elegant thing, so it is the most precious and soft, and the mountains and waters in the south are clear and soft, so the water here is the most in line with the tea nature. This is also the reason why famous teas are mostly produced in the south; while the north is simple and strong, and its nature is strong, so the water here is the most in line with the wine nature. Therefore, there are many famous teas in the south and many famous wines in the north." Cui Po nodded repeatedly and said that it was.

Seeing him cooperate so much, Lord Lu became more and more energetic. He got up and walked to the two little maids who were grinding tea, pointing to the tea powder on the tray and said, "This grinding tea is the first step, and it is the most gentle. The so-called 'grinding into golden powder, light and tender as pine flowers' is its best effect."

Just as he was talking here, he suddenly saw two soldiers carrying a Mutong approaching the pavilion, but had already taken back the water needed. The two soldiers carefully put down the wooden barrel and handed the order to the prefect. They were turning around and about to leave, but suddenly they heard the Lord Lu who was leaning over to watch the water saying, "Let's wait!"

The two turned around in surprise and looked at Lord Lu. But they heard him ask, "Where are you two taking this water from?"

"As the Lord's orders, take it from the middle of the Zishui River." The slightly higher one among the two replied.

"How dare you two bully me?" He said here, leaned over and raised the bucket diagonally and poured half of the water, and then said, "There is the water left in the bucket at this time in the heart of the river. Do you have something to say?"

Seeing his actions, the tall You Ziqiang supported him, but his face was full of disbelief. The other shorter one had already had his legs weak, and he knelt on the ground, and said repeatedly: "My lord's eyes, the villain is convinced. It is really when we came back from the middle of the river, when we came back from the river, we were not close to the shore, and we spilled half of it. We were afraid to go back to get water again. If we came back late, the adult would definitely punish him, so we took half a bucket from the riverside to fill it. The adult is really a god, and the villain is convinced. Please punish him." As soon as he said this, the tall one could not stand on his own, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground.

This incident made the four people in the pavilion dizzy. After a while, the magistrate woke up and was about to scold him, but he heard Lord Lu say, "Shencha is an elegant thing. If you beat the board so loudly, you will not disturb your interest. Just ask them to beat it again. Why do you show your authority? Is it very good?"

When the magistrate heard him say this, he didn't know if he had a good temper or because he knew that he had no reason to say, he was not angry. He smiled and said, "If you want me not to punish them. As long as you explain how to distinguish the water, I will spare them."

"What's the difficulty? The water in the heart of the river is cold and dense in nature, so it sinks. The water on the bank of the river is floating and loose in nature, and has many impurities. If you pay more attention, you can tell it." Lord Lu said without caring about it.

Listening to his casual words, Cui Po naturally knew that this magical identification time was the result of years of accumulation. Although it was just a few words, there were decades of years behind it. If he hadn't been obsessed with tea like this, how could he have found out the differences in this subtleties? He couldn't help but admire him more and more.

At this moment, the magistrate condemned the two soldiers to fetch water again. The two left gratefully. Taking advantage of this, Lord Lu guided the two maids to grind the tea powder while explaining the difference between the quality and bad tea sets for Cui Po and the other two.

At a moment, the two soldiers returned to get the water again, and the tea powder was already well-made. It was really golden and as light as a flower. Seeing that everything was ready, Lord Lu lit a red mud stove, placed a tea pot, added a little liter of water, and waited for the water to sound. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lord Lu continued: "Now, tea is mostly filled with tea powder in a cup and rinsed with boiling water and then drink it immediately. This method of 'an tea' is used by ordinary people. The true taste of tea is far away. I don't take it, so I created this method of tea boiling." Lord Lu said with a proud look on his face.

At this time, the water has just boiled. Lord Lu said while paying attention to the heat: "My method of boiling tea is the most important soup. Look, the water boils like a fish's eyes and makes a little boiling sound. It is a little salt to season. After a while, the water boils very much. Lord Lu takes out a scoop of soup and then picks up the bamboo clip and says: "At this time, the water in the cauldron is boiling like a spring bead, which is two boiling. First take out a scoop of soup to set aside. Then you can stir it with the bamboo clip to make the boiling even, then take a tsp of tea powder and put it in, and stir gently again. This action must not be stopped. At this time, the water continues to boil and the soup will rise. Then put the water that has just been taken back to it to ease the boiling of the water and cultivate more soup flowers. After a moment of stopping, the kettle can be removed from the furnace."

After taking off the pot, Lord Lu took out five tea cups from the tea set and explained: "What you need to do at this time is to divide tea. The biggest beauty of this tea is to divide the soup and flowers. If the flowers are divided well, it can reach the state of "white clouds and flowers wandering around". It has a different kind of fun. My tea soup is the best for five cups. If you divide it more, it will taste no matter how much." At this point, Lord Lu briefly talked about the process of tea boiling, and raised the cup to the two who were stunned and said, "Please raise your glass to comment together. If you wait for a long time and the tea is cold, the taste will be far from it!"

Until this moment, Cui Po still did not come back from the shocked mood just now, and murmured excitedly: "Tea ceremony, it turns out that this is the earliest tea ceremony." He looked at the ordinary Lord Lu in front of him, and it turned out like a dream. Just now, Lord Lu's obsession in the process of tea boiling, actually dyed his originally ancient face with a layer of sacred glory, and exuded the elegance of a famous scholar in the infinite solemnity. Drinking tea has become the most eye-catching art.

As Master Lu reminded me, Cui Po carefully held up the teacup with his hand. A faint tea fragrance that seemed to be vague came to his face. When he reached his mouth, it was as light as tasteless. Cui Po was surprised. Suddenly, a strange fragrance rose from his chest and abdomen. The fragrance was very clear and slowly penetrated into the heart, liver, spleen and stomach, and did not dissipate, reaching the muscles and bones. Cui Po only felt that his whole body was gently washed from the inside to the outside. It was so relaxed that it was unspeakable. He felt that he was floating and wanted to lift it. His vulgarity disappeared, and he blurted out: "Good tea"

"This fragrance is mellow, the fragrance is far away but it penetrates the bones. It can be seen that it is the essence of the kingly way. It can be said that it has the aura of a gentleman and the fragrance of the kingly way." This sentence was something that the prefect couldn't help but exclaim.

Hearing this praise, Lord Lu only smiled slightly. It seemed that he was so arrogant about his method of tea cultivation. Because of the praise of the two, he had long been concerned about it, and he was not so proud that he had lost his composure.

Everyone was speechless and they all carefully savored the best tea. After a while, the tea was over. Cui Po felt that he was still not satisfied. He was wondering whether Lord Lu would show his magical skills again and had a tea-guest. Suddenly, he saw him pushing a cup and saying, "Today's happiness is over, Lord Tuanzhou, say goodbye. If you get another opportunity the next day, what will happen to me to continue this gentleman? My friend, let's go together!" This latter sentence is for Cui Po.

The magistrate was also a elegant man. He only bowed his hands to say goodbye and said nothing more. He had a few famous demeanors. Cui Po was impressed by it and said to himself: "It seems that I am still vulgar." Thinking of this, he had already stood up, and after crossing his hands to the magistrate, he floated away with Lord Lu.

The two of them thanked the carriage that saw him off and walked towards the city. At this time, Cui Po had already admired him. At this time, he was alone and could not speak, for fear that he would say something badly and would make a vulgarity and make a joke.

After a while, when he reached the edge of the city, Lord Lu stopped and said to Cui Po, "I want to circle the city now, so let's say goodbye!"

Just as he was about to leave, he saw Cui Po's expression of reluctance on his face, and he smiled and said, "Today, you and I have gathered together, and the fun has ended and dispersed. It is the most natural true meaning. Why do you have to follow the actions of the young man and act like reluctance?" After saying that, seeing that his words could not relieve Cui Po's thoughts, he said, "Stop, I want to hold a tea ceremony in Wuxing Shushan at this time in the spring of the year. If you have time, you will come here and you will naturally meet again." After saying this, he did not stop and turned around and walked away.

Cui Po saw Lord Lu's words, acting like an antelope hanging on his horns, with no trace to be found, but he was like the legacy of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. He couldn't help but be amazed. For a moment, his thoughts flew away. When he came to his senses, the man had gradually gone away and he hurriedly shouted loudly: "I would like to give him a famous name, sir."

The man still moved forward without turning around and staying. He only heard a faint sentence from the air: "Hongjian is on the land, and his feathers can be used as instruments." In the blink of an eye, he bypassed a row of huge poplars and could no longer see them.
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