"Senior, thank you. My ancestors like drinking tea. I often accompany my grandfather to drink tea in my spare time. I have read a lot and understand a little bit. If we talk about tea culture, Hong Kong still comes from the mainland, so naturally it comes from the mainland.
The tea culture is more extensive and profound."
Qin Xuanbing showed a slight smile on her face and replied modestly, in fact, Kung Fu tea is the most popular in Guangdong and Hong Kong, especially Chaoshan area. In these areas, eating breakfast is called morning tea, there is also noon tea, and afternoon tea
Tea, you can see the role that tea drinking plays in his life. When Qin Xuanbing was a few years old, he watched his grandfather make tea every day. When it comes to tea brewing techniques, Qin Xuanbing is more confident than the tea artist he is now.
They are much smarter.
While the two were talking, the tea master also handed the brewed tea to everyone one by one. Zhuang Rui followed suit and held the tea cup with three fingers. He brought it to the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, and there was a scent of tea.
The fresh air immediately reaches the heart, and the irritability of the previous waiting is swept away. Instead, the mind is clear, and even the troubled thoughts in the heart seem to be clearer.
Resisting the thought of drinking all the tea in his hand, Zhuang Rui carefully took a sip from the edge of the cup. A bitter taste suddenly filled his taste buds. He frowned slightly, and Zhuang Rui drank another drink.
After the second sip, the feeling immediately changed. The previous bitterness seemed to have become sweeter. After finishing the third sip, Zhuang Rui only felt the lingering fragrance between his lips and teeth. He couldn't help but close his eyes and experience it carefully.
stand up.
Zhuang Rui doesn't like carbonated drinks and has loved drinking tea since he was a child. However, he has never been able to drink three flavors in a small cup of tea like he does today. He used to often hear people lament that tea is like life. At that time,
Zhuang Rui didn't understand, but now he felt that the first sip of tea was bitter in his mouth. Thinking of the setbacks he encountered after just leaving college, his mood at that time was very similar to this sip of tea.
The second sip of the tea turned out to be sweet and delicious, which was quite similar to my own experience. Ever since I started working at a pawn shop, everything had gone smoothly, and the last robbery was just an accident, and it happened later.
The change in his eyes also gave Zhuang Rui a huge surprise.
After three sips of drinking, only a faint lingering fragrance was left. Doesn't it mean that the prosperity of the world has faded away? Is it true that it is dull? Although I still can't understand this meaning now, Zhuang Rui's mood became much duller at this moment. In the past, his heart
The suppressed and dusty desire doesn't seem to be that strong anymore.
After Zhuang Rui opened his eyes, the waiter had taken back the cup in front of him with a tea clip, rinsed it with boiling water, and started making the second brew. Looking at the expressions of everyone at the table, they seemed to be intoxicated with the fragrant tea.
Even Qin Xuanbing, who had always been calm in front of others, had a thoughtful expression on her face.
"Xiaozhuang, how are you? My tea is not bad..."
Song Jun's words broke the silence in the room and interrupted everyone's contemplation. Qin Xuanbing frowned slightly, seeming slightly dissatisfied.
"Brother Song, to be honest, I drink tea every day, but compared with the tea I drink now, it's nothing like drinking tea. It's not until you come here that I know what tea tasting is.
I really benefited a lot..."
Zhuang Rui is not afraid of exposing his shortcomings. If you don’t understand, you just don’t understand. There is nothing to be embarrassed about.
Song Jun burst out laughing when he heard this, and said: "I like Xiaozhuang's character. I won't pretend to understand. Mr. Lu often said that it's fun to sip slowly and carefully, but I, Old Song, have been drinking tea for so many years."
, I didn’t realize any special taste, but I still like the cow drink you mentioned, it’s so refreshing, unlike Lao Wang, who pays attention to red tape all day long, hahaha..."
"That's called tradition. Without this set of procedures, how could you drink such fragrant tea? I really don't know how your teahouse opened up and it hasn't closed down yet."
Seeing Song Jun bring the topic to himself, Boss Wang, who had been silent until now, smiled and cursed, but he was not really angry. It seemed that the two of them were used to joking.
"The tea ceremony has been around for a long time. Most people can't taste the taste once or twice. Mr. Zhuang is very perceptive. After just one cup, he understood what tea tasting is. Can you tell us all about it?"
Qin Xuanbing unexpectedly interjected, and everyone was a little surprised. The tit-for-tat tone of these words was too obvious. Aren't Xiaozhuang and this girl friends?
In fact, Qin Xuanbing didn't know why she said this. As soon as she said it, she felt a little regretful for Meng Lang. But when she heard that Boss Song praised Zhuang Rui so much in his words, she felt a little uncomfortable.
These words came out of my mouth involuntarily.
"Yes, yes, what Miss Qin said makes sense. China's tea culture has a long history, and it is indeed not something that can be understood in a short while. Mr. Zhuang, if you have any experience in tea ceremony, you might as well share it for everyone to discuss."
As soon as Qin Xuanbing finished speaking, Xu Wei also echoed his words. Firstly, he meant to please Qin Xuanbing. Secondly, today's occasion also made him feel a little unhappy. He was usually young and rich, and he was the East China General Manager of Xu's Jewelry.
Xu Wei, the manager, would always be the star of everyone's adulation when he went to any normal occasion, but after arriving here today, he was first rejected by a woman, and then was upstaged by such a young man wearing ordinary clothes. He was ridiculed when he saw it.
Zhuang Rui's opportunity will naturally add fuel to the fire.
In fact, Xu Wei is not the kind of playboy that everyone thinks. Although he comes from a good background, he works hard enough. After returning from studying abroad, he started as an ordinary clerk in a small jewelry store in his family.
In just five years, he was promoted to the general manager of Xu's Jewelry in East China. Although this is not unrelated to his background, it also reflects his personal ability, and he can be regarded as a leader among the younger generation in this industry.
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Pengcheng, an ancient city in northern Jiangsu, has developed very rapidly in recent years, and people's living standards have also improved a lot. Xu Wei wants to enter the Xu's Jewelry chain store into the Pengcheng market, and Mr. Lu is not only the president of the Pengcheng Collection Association, but also the president of Pengcheng Jewelry
The executive director of the association is quite influential in these two industries. With his words, business in the jewelry industry will undoubtedly be much smoother.
So Xu Wei met Mr. Lu from Jiyaxuan through some roundabout ways. He was able to attend this small gathering today because he heard Mr. Lu mention it when he invited him to dinner yesterday and took the initiative to participate. Xu Wei usually
In fact, it's not that superficial. It's just that after seeing Qin Xuanbing today, I was so shocked that I felt a little confused.
Zhuang Rui was a little depressed at the moment. He had not offended the young lady. He usually treated her at a respectful distance. Why did he put a stumbling block on himself now and praise himself for his high understanding? This is not flattering.
It's just flattering, and that Xu Wei, TMD is just a small person, the starting point of wanting to pick up girls is right, but don't step on your buddy's shoulders.
But now everyone's eyes are focused on Zhuang Rui, and he can't avoid it. After thinking hard in his heart, he said: "The poet Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty once wrote in a poem: "The room is fragrant.
The ancients paid attention to the four realms of "beautiful scenery, beautiful water, beautiful utensils, and beautiful art" when drinking tea. Needless to say, the environment here in Brother Song is quiet and elegant, full of ancient style.
, it deserves the word "beautiful scenery".
The water used to make tea is taken from the mountain spring water of Yunlong Mountain. Its taste is clear and sweet, and the brewed tea is long and mellow, making people feel like drinking without wine, and the aftertaste is endless. It completely brings out the fragrance of tea, "
The word "water beauty" is well deserved.
I don’t know much about purple clay teapots, but the appearance of this teapot is ancient and solemn, revealing simplicity and elegance, and its simplicity and richness reveal the author’s ingenuity. If Brother Song can produce it, it will certainly not be an ordinary product.”
Zhuang Rui paused for a moment when he said this. He saw the above words in some history books. In fact, identifying the quality of Yixing purple clay teapots can be summarized in five words, that is: "clay, shape
, work, money, merit”. But each of these words has profound meaning, so I won’t describe them one by one here.
After picking up the filled teacup and taking a sip, Zhuang Rui continued: "The most exquisite skill is naturally the tea art. The lady who poured the tea for us was very good at the proportion of tea and water, the control of the temperature, and the timing.
It was just right, and all the connotations of tea were expressed. So although I don't understand the tea ceremony, sitting in this environment, I also realized a trace of the three flavors in tea that Mr. Lu just said, that is, tea is as bitter as
In life, two-flavor tea is as sweet as life, while three-flavor tea is as bland as life.
I once read a sentence that seems to capture the essence of tea, that is, "Brew a pot of fragrant tea that has been nurtured by the eternal bells and graces of the three mountains and five mountains, and ignited a pillar of dense Zen Buddhism to soothe the mind and calm the soul.
"The sandalwood." Three or five friends sat down and discussed, "This life is enough. This is my personal opinion, which made everyone laugh."
Zhuang Rui searched his guts and racked his brains before he integrated some of the knowledge about tea tasting in his memory and said it out. If he asked one more question, he would probably be speechless.
"What's wrong with them?" After finishing speaking, Zhuang Rui found that several people present looked at him a little strangely. Even Qin Xuanbing, including Qin Xuanbing, looked at him a little differently than before.
"Could it be that everything I said is wrong? And it's too wrong?" Zhuang Rui scratched his head in distress. This guy was so embarrassed.
