: Playing an axe in the door

When Cao Yanyan brought Bai Yu, Ouyang Jie, Zhou Qingyang and Shen Qingcheng to the Dunhuang traditional handicraft workshop, a middle-aged man wearing a long jacket, a goatee on his chin and sunglasses called Cao Yanyan. "Swallow, it's been missing for a long time. What are you busy with?"

Cao Yanyan stepped forward and chatted enthusiastically, "Uncle Zhong, I was not busy with our review of the information a while ago, so I have less time to come here. By the way, Uncle Zhong, let me introduce you to you. I am surrounded by experts Bai, experts Ouyang, experts Zhou and experts Shen.

They heard that you have an ancient handmade luminous cup here, but they came to this market and went straight to you."

Cao Yanyan quickly introduced Shen Qingcheng to the people who called Uncle Zhong. When the man called Uncle Zhong heard that they were all experts, he hurriedly pushed his sunglasses over his head and excitedly stepped forward to shake hands with Bai Yu, Ouyang Jie, Zhou Qingyang and Shen Qingcheng one by one.

"You are all people who know the knowledge. I am just playing a big axe in front of Lu Ban's door, and I am just showing off my axe in front of you." The man who called Uncle Zhong said with a humble look on his face.

Shen Qingcheng carefully looked at the furnishings in Uncle Zhong’s shop and looked at the huge shop with not many finished products.

Shen Qingcheng felt a little strange. Could it be that the luminous cups here are still customized?

"Uncle Zhong, I wonder if your luminous cup is ready-made or?" Shen Qingcheng asked the question in his heart.

Before Uncle Zhong’s answer, Cao Yanyan explained to Uncle Zhong. “Uncle Zhong’s real name is Zhongli, and he is a native of Dunhuang. He is the inheritor of the ancient handmade luminescent cups of our Dunhuang intangible cultural heritage. His ancient handmade luminescent cups were handed down from his ancestors and has a craft history of more than a thousand years.”

Ouyang Jie, Zhou Qingyang, Bai Yu, Shen Qingcheng gave thumbs to Zhongli one after another. After all, the ancestral craftsmanship can be passed down for thousands of years, and the perseverance passed down from generation to generation is worthy of their admiration.

"It's too much! People say that each generation is better than the next. Our family's ancestral craftsmanship has regressed a lot to my generation. If it's comparable to the luminous cups made by my ancestors, I still feel that it's so bad."

After Uncle Zhong welcomed everyone in, he handed a cup of hot tea brewed in front of the Kung Fu tea table to Shen Qingcheng, Bai Yu, Ouyang Jie and Zhou Qingyang. "Come on, Pinpin, this is the Jingyang Fu brick tea that my friend just sent."

Shen Qingcheng felt that Zhongli in front of him felt like he had a feeling of being the same at first sight. After tasting a mouthful of Jingyang Fu brick tea, he read out what his master said in his memory. "Since ancient times, there has been no tea planting in Lingbei, only Jingyang has produced brick tea. Uncle Zhong, we are really a coincidence."

Shen Qingcheng remembers Jingyang Fu Brick Tea so deeply because his master loves to drink Jingyang Fu Brick Tea, so he wrote it down.

Ouyang Jie smelled the aroma of tea and had a smell of Poria cocos. "Uncle Zhong, how does this tea soup taste like Poria cocos?"

Zhongli brewed the tea for everyone again, and he reconnected the teapot with water. "The tea of ​​Jingyang Fu bricks is tight and has a dark and brown-and-oil color, lush golden flowers, and a long-lasting fragrance. The old fragrance is revealed, clear and red, and it is mellow and sweet and smooth. It has the effect of eliminating the greasy meat and relieving the heat of barley. It is known as the "mysterious tea" and "the tea of ​​life" on the ancient Silk Road."

Cao Yanyan added, "Uncle Zhong is right. This Jingyang Fu brick tea is also known as the black gold on the Silk Road. Because Dunhuang was a station on the ancient Silk Road before, merchants who traveled from east to west were trading here. This Jingyang Fu brick tea has also become one of the teas that our locals in Dunhuang like to drink."

Shen Qingcheng didn't expect that Jingyang Fu Brick Tea would be so precious. Seeing that his master's death was next month, Shen Qingcheng had an idea in his mind.

"Uncle Zhong, you have so many Jingyang Fu brick tea. I want to bring some back. Not much. My master's death is coming soon. He was so good at this tea when he was alive, so..."

Before Shen Qingcheng could finish his words, Zhongli enthusiastically agreed. "Expert Chen, you are too polite, I don't have too many, it's okay to move out one piece. You can wait for me to pick it up for you."

Zhongli was also a person with a temperament. When he heard that Shen Qingcheng was asking for Jingyang Fu Brick Tea to offer it to his master's death, he immediately cut off his love.

Zhou Qingyang didn't know the value of Jingyang Fu brick tea, and when he heard Zhongli say too much, he felt strange when he moved a small piece. "Miss Cao, isn't this Jingyang Fu brick tea easy to buy outside?"

Cao Yanyan patiently explained, "Jingyang Fu Brick Tea, also known as Fengzi Tea, Jingyang brick, is a type of black tea pressed tea among reprocessed teas. Jingyang Fu Tea is complex in the process of 29 tea-building techniques, making Jingyang Fu Brick Tea still precious. Although modern tea production enterprises and output have increased compared to before, the number of people who are truly top-notch is still a few."

Ouyang Jie has always been in mind about the luminous cup, so he doesn't care much about Jingyang Fu Brick Tea.

Ouyang Jie stood up and walked towards the Bogu shelf next to him. He reached out to pick up a luminous cup. He looked left and right and always felt that the amount in his hand was not right.

"Miss Cao, let's see how it feels so light when I get this luminous cup. Shouldn't it be a little heavy in my impression?"

Cao Yanyan took the luminous cup from Ouyang Jie's hand and looked at it. She didn't dare to answer the conversation, so she hurriedly replied. "Expert Ouyang, I can't tell you the quality and material of this luminous cup. I'll let Uncle Zhong tell you later when Uncle Zhong comes back."

Shen Qingcheng had only learned about the Luminous Cup on paper, and this was the first time he had seen this real thing.

He took the luminous cup in Cao Yanyan's hand, looked up and down, and then looked at the color of the jade. The material of the jade on the face was the same as the mountain material that Lei Zhe carved for him.

Shen Qingcheng had questions in his heart, and he wanted to wait for Zhongli to ask carefully after he came back.

"Expert Shen, come on, you have already packed it. My Jingyang Fu brick tea is brewed by the descendants of the tea art and is not sold on weekdays."

Zhongli handed the wrapped Jingyang Fu brick tea to Shen Qingcheng.

"Uncle Zhong, I don't know what kind of jade the luminous cup you put on the ancient shelf is. It feels very thin and has a very moist texture." Shen Qingcheng put the brick tea behind the backpack on his back, and asked Zhongli what he had just asked.

Zhongli picked up the luminous cup and explained to everyone. "I used the raw materials for this luminous cup to be carved carefully from the best Qilian Mountain jade. Its patterns are natural, the cup is as thin as paper, bright as a mirror, smooth inside and outside, and the jade color is transparent and bright. Because the texture is light, it feels good when you hold it in your hand."

Because Shen Qingcheng was a Buddhist carving, the most carved materials are wood, stone and mountain jade.

"Uncle Zhong, do you think this is Qilian Mountain Jade? Do you have any big mountain materials?"
Chapter completed!