Walking along the Dongyang River, the long bamboo rafts pushed away the waves, and the crystal waves jumped onto the rafts from time to time, and then returned to the river through the gaps between the bamboos. They seemed to enjoy this game process endlessly, jumping up and then sliding down again, and jumping again.
rise, then fall
In pain, Yun Ye could only watch the waves pushed away by the bamboo raft in boredom.
It has been three hours, and I have been wandering on this small river for three hours. The gentlemen do not seem to be tired at all. Several people stood on the raft, pointing at the **-shaped hillock, and making a few noises from time to time.
There were voices of admiration. There were many different kinds of hills along the way. The one that looked like a wild boar was very wonderful. I didn’t see them writing a few poems for it. I was attracted by this hillock alone?
Yun Ye has already come up with the idea of inviting a few gentlemen to Yanlailou to visit the real mountain bag. There is no need to look at the mountain bag full of trees. Even if you are buried on it, you will not be able to taste the sweet fragrance of Shizhang's soft red.
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The food is delicious and the wine is strong. The Yun family can guarantee their quality.
Forget tea, Yun Ye still can't accept the weird taste of the Tang Dynasty. Grind very fine powder, use a bamboo brush to make dark green foam in a black porcelain cup, add onion and ginger, and then grind the finely ground meat
Sprinkle a little bit of ground cocoa powder carefully. Oh my god, he actually added salt and a small spoonful of suet?
Is this the famous sencha in Sichuan? Zhao Fu and Zhao Yanling, who are wearing wide clothes and broad sleeves, kneel down at the end of the bamboo raft and meticulously carry out the various processes of sencha. The movements are graceful, simple and solemn, and the etiquette is impeccable. They fully express their love for each other.
The guest's mood and face are solemn, full of awe for heaven and earth.
The six of them sat around the small red clay stove, watching Zhao Yanling order and distribute tea, with admiration in their eyes.
Taking the tea cup held by Zhao Yanling with both hands, Yun Ye had an expression of admiration on his face, and his heart was filled with hatred to kill Zhao Yanling's whole family.
The smell of grass, the smell of mutton, the stimulation of onion and ginger, the bitterness of tea, the saltiness of salt, mixed with the spice of nutmeg, Yun Ye thoroughly understood what it means to be ecstatic, and even showed a look of extreme enjoyment on his face
Because those five old gentlemen looked like that, tears flowed down Yun Ye's heart. He had to use the strongest endurance to restrain himself from spitting out. He drank up the deadly poison in the porcelain cup and praised Zhao Yanling's fried tea loudly.
His efforts are truly remarkable.
It attracted four pairs of disdainful looks.
Mr. Yushan snorted: "The cow chews the peony. How can you drink such a wonderful sencha in one gulp? You have to slowly taste the changes in the various flavors. Tea and onions are a change, tea and ginger are a change.
Tea, onion and ginger are another variation, together with salt and nutmeg, there are twenty-five variations in total. The fun in it must be savored carefully, and mutton oil plays a supporting role in it, so that the monarch and his ministers can assist each other.
It is indeed the highest enjoyment in life to settle down in one's position and conform to my Confucian teachings. If a child does not know the wonderful use of this period, he is like a thirsty horse rushing to the spring. It is really a disgrace to the gentlemen."
Yun Ye bowed his head and saluted to show that he was taught, and everyone turned their eyes away from him. They were very satisfied with his humility and accepted the teaching.
After drinking the remaining tea in the cup, Zhao Yanling used an iron clamp to take out the pine cones that were about to burn out in the stove, drew clean water from the river, and carefully washed the tea set until no stains were visible, then rinsed it with clean water and put it in a wooden box, completing everything
The process of making green tea.
"Brother Wenji, I thought I would return empty-handed from this study tour. I didn't expect that Wenji, Yushan, Yuanzhang, and Lishi all helped me so that I, the handsome man from Shu, could have the opportunity to display my talents. I am deeply grateful.
"Yang Shou spoke with sincerity. It seems that the Shu Chinese literati are also being squeezed out by the family.
"Brother Panshan, what you said is inappropriate. If you, the son of a middle school student in Shu, don't have real talent and learning, I can't help you even if you want to. After all, Yushan Academy was appointed by His Majesty, and after all the meritorious deeds in the academy, I don't dare to have any trace of the children of the royal family.
Carelessness." Li Gang's integrity is so clear. Help is always help, and he will never be unprincipled.
"Little friend Yunhou, I heard in Chang'an that you had a different disciple who studied arithmetic, and had the ambition to create a science of physics. I admire you deeply. Two of these thirteen disciples also specialize in arithmetic.
Although I was defeated by Huang Zhien this time, my skills are really inferior to others. I hope that Marquis Yun will give me more support."
Before Yun Ye could answer, Mr. Yuan Zhang said: "In the eyes of Marquis Yun, Huang Zhien is just a clown. I heard that Marquis Yun in Longyou slept in Marshal Lu's tent because he had to work hard for days making salt.
, then Huang Zhien has some talent and knowledge, and he provokes Marquis Yun without overestimating his ability.
When Marquis Yun woke up from his dream, he convinced Huang Zhien with a few words and gave him two Pythagorean pictures regardless of his previous suspicions. This was how he became arrogant and domineering in Chang'an. Such a villain should not offend our ears."
"But what about the Pythagorean square chart and the Pythagorean square chart?" Zhao Yanling asked hurriedly.
"Exactly, one picture was created by the sage Zhao Shuang, and the other was made by his master. When he saw that Huang Zhien had some talent, he taught it to him." Yun Ye said casually.
Zhao Yanling punched the bamboo raft hard and said with hatred: "Yanshan and Boyuan just missed these two pictures. If we had come to Yushan earlier, we would not have been humiliated by others."
"Shut up! If you lose, you lose. Whether you lose to a groom or a scholar, there is no difference between the two. In the final analysis, you are still not knowledgeable. You are young and will make a comeback in the future. Why should you take a win or loss to heart? Yushan
There are four great Confucians in the academy, and there are also arithmetic wizards like Marquis Yun. While you are teaching and educating people in the academy, you humbly seek advice from them. Within three years, when you are emerging, your hearts will be as immovable as a mountain.
, The meaning is as restless as running water, have you forgotten all the years of teachings?" Yang Shou's words were harsh and harsh, with the intention of hating iron for not being able to become steel.
"Haha, why is Brother Panshan so angry? Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Don't be a horse or a cow for your children and grandchildren. You have already fulfilled your duties as a teacher. The rest depends on their fate. Come on, come on. Tea has been used to wash away troubles since ancient times.
"Wine is Wangyoujun. Let us have a drink. How about we temporarily forget about the disputes in this world and pay attention to the mountains and rivers?" Mr. Yushan still looked free and easy and indifferent, holding a wine pot and pouring wine for a few people. The wine was bright and white.
The wine line emerges from the spout, drawing an arc, and the wine cup is filled in a short time.
Yang Shou picked up the wine cup and took a deep breath, waiting for the wine to enter his lungs. After a long time, he exhaled and sighed: "I wonder if I can drink such a fine wine in this life." After finishing the wine in one gulp, he gave a loud drink and said, "Come again."
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That day, Yang Shou was drunk on the Dongyang River. He sang and danced wildly for a while, cried bitterly, chanted about the ambition of the mountains, and suffered from self-destruction the next moment. After shouting a few times, he shouted in Zhao Yanling's arms.
Huge sleep.
Everyone on the bamboo raft burst into tears.
Who cried the most among us? Marquis Yun, no one else, the sencha was just nauseating.
After telling the story of tea and wine, I couldn't help but think of the anguish of parting with my brother. Here I hope that my brother will always be worry-free and happy until he grows old.
Sincerely, Yun Ye
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