"I've heard about Qian Daxia's reputation for a long time, but when I saw him today, he was indeed extraordinary."
"Everywhere, the hero of Gaoshan is famous all over Jiangzhou, even in Qishan County."
"Mild praise, miraculous praise."
"Where, where."
"Master Qian, please have some tea."
"Lord Gao Shan please."
The aroma of tea is fragrant.
There is a pavilion on the mountainside of Songfeng Mountain called Tingtao Pavilion. There is no sea on the mountain, so naturally it is the pine waves. The pine waves surge up thousands of times, and the spring rushes over the tourists' path. The inscription is that the wind on Songfeng Mountain blows the pines and cypresses like waves.
A different kind of turbulent scenery.
This place is also a place that few people visit in Songfeng Mountain. Generally, only those with high status within the mountain gate are qualified to cook tea and enjoy the scenery here. In addition, only guests with extremely high status on the mountain will be invited.
Here comes Taoting.
At this moment, Mr. Qian was sitting cross-legged with the middle-aged man who was called the Lord of the Mountain. This usually carefree man rarely showed a serious attitude.
Although this mountain master has white hair on his temples, it is not difficult to see that he was a very handsome man when he was young. He has almost known his destiny. However, in the eyes of women who know the advantages of mature men, he is not as good as old wine in a cellar.
The mellow taste.
Compared with the heart-wrenching Gaoshanzhu, Mr. Qian's appearance is much worse. Not to mention his slovenly appearance, his appearance is even higher than the former's "Old Yushu" romantic appearance.
In addition to the famous women of Songfeng Mountain in several nearby states, there is another thing that has also been famous for a long time, which is the unique rosin tea of Songfeng Mountain.
This Songfeng Mountain has special water and soil. Although the top of the mountain is not very high, there are often clouds and mist halfway up the mountain. Tea trees are cultivated here among the mountain pines. Every spring, the flowers are loosened and the pine pollen falls on the tea buds.
During the Qingming Festival, pluck the young leaves, then burn the pine needles and fry them to get rosin tea. A wealthy businessman from Jiangzhou once asked for it but still couldn't buy it. The annual production is only a few dozen kilograms. Even the disciples of Songfeng Mountain are rare to taste it.
There is a small table and two futons in the pavilion. Wei Changpan obviously has no identity to come to have a cup of tea. At this moment, he is being led by the welcoming disciples of Songfeng Mountain to view the inside of the mountain gate.
The second master did not know the various so-called six uses of tea ceremony on the small table, nor did he know the purpose of these strange bamboo and wooden utensils. As for the "three major differences and fifteen minor differences", "first examine and then
The emphasis on "appreciation and re-appreciation" is indeed a bit difficult for Qian Erye, a martial artist who is just a proficient in writing.
Unlike Mr. Qian, Master Gao Shan seemed to have extremely high attainments in the tea ceremony. Those dazzling techniques all showed that he was proficient in this art. Those seemingly ordinary bamboo and wooden tea sets were lifted by this man's slender fingers.
Every movement is pleasing to the eye.
In making tea, the extremely difficult Phoenix Three Nodding technique in the tea ceremony is used. Those who are well versed in this technique will inevitably applaud, but for Mr. Qian, it is really just a wink to a blind man, who is used to drinking strong drinks.
How can I taste the benefits of tea in my mouth?
But after all, the work on the table is indispensable. After all, you are the master of a mountain serving you tea. Mr. Qian can't be rude, right?
Qian Erye, who didn't know the eight-character formula for tea tasting: "prepare, wash, take, brew, carry, drink, pour, clear", held up the small porcelain cup in front of him with both hands, took a few sips, and made a toast to the Lord of the Mountain in front of him.
, the tea that was originally about 70% full was almost half full, so Mr. Qian brought it to his mouth... and drank it all in one gulp.
When the master of the mountain saw that Mr. Qian actually drank the rosin tea in one gulp, he was stunned for a moment and then raised his glass with a smile and drank the tea in the cup cleanly.
"Qian Daxia is so impressive that he can drink strong liquor even with light tea. Gao admires him." This man, who is approaching old age but is still as beautiful as the wind, sighed with emotion.
"Master Gao Shan said that, which puts Qian Cai to shame." Mr. Qian laughed heartily, "Qian Cai is just a rough man who knows a little about tea. Even Qian Cai can see the seriousness of Master Gao Shan's tea-making skills.
It would be a waste of time to come here and enjoy this fine rosin tea."
This mountain lord's surname is Gao Mingxu, also known as Songfeng Jushi, which is extremely rare in Songfeng Mountain where there are many women. What's more, if he still holds the high position of the mountain lord, he will inevitably arouse a lot of suspicion from the people below the mountain.
However, Gao Xu, who is married to a junior sister from the previous generation of Songfeng Mountain, did not climb to the position of the master of the mountain by relying on nepotism as people had guessed. Songfeng Mountain held the position of Gao Xu
These ten of the mountain master
In the remaining years, instead of showing signs of decline, it has become increasingly prosperous. However, it still cannot escape the malicious speculations of some people in the world, saying that Gao Xu had long ago built the entire Songfeng Mountain into something like the harem of Emperor Yao, and all the women on the mountain were there.
Its forbidden.
But since Gao Xu got married, the husband and wife have always treated each other with respect, and there has never been any news of discord between the couple, so the noise gradually subsided. There is still an endless stream of people from all walks of life who come to Songfeng Mountain to propose marriage, but here Gao Xu
During his tenure as the mountain master, the requirements for choosing a son-in-law were obviously much relaxed. If two people were in love, it would usually be fulfilled. As a result, most of the young and strong people in the nearby arena were full of praise for the mountain master.
Mr. Qian was delayed for a whole day at the inn because of fasting. Mr. Qian was a little angry at first, but as soon as he handed over the greeting card, the Songfeng Mountain disciple guarding the gate glanced at the writing on it and dismissed Mr. Qian as his master and apprentice.
They were invited in with great fanfare, and even Gao Xu, the master of Songfeng Mountain, came out to meet the guests, which made both Mr. Qian and Wei Changpan a little flattered.
Before coming, Mr. Qian, who had listened to Yue Qingqing briefly talk about things on Songfeng Mountain, also understood at this moment what kind of treatment it was to have one of the top Jianghu sects in Jiangzhou cook tea for him in this Tingchao Pavilion, and his words and deeds were far less than usual.
It's just that this time when I took Wei Changpan to travel around the world lightly, there was no room for stuffing the broad robe and scholar's attire in the luggage. Mr. Qian thought it would be enough to change out of the dusty clothes on his body, but when he saw it,
When Gao Xu's robe was made by Jiangzhou Weaving Bureau, most of Qian Erye's attire inevitably dwarfed it.
Among the greeting cards received by the Zhang family before, the one from Songfeng Mountain was handwritten by Gao Xu himself, with iron calligraphy and silver hooks, and a master's style. This shows that the master of Songfeng Mountain is also profound in calligraphy.
"Master and apprentice have come all the way to Songfeng Mountain. Qian Daxia's move also makes Gao very frightened. I wonder if my respected master has ever passed the test and is he in good health?"
"Thanks to the medicinal materials sent by Lord Gao, my master was able to get out of the house and be in good health before I left."
"Now Gao Xu can rest assured. He is not afraid of Qian Daxia's jokes. There are not many famous scenery on Songfeng Mountain. Only Tingtao Pavilion is barely a unique place. Qian Daxia can enjoy it as much as he likes."
Wherever the breeze passes, the pine waves on the mountain rise and fall.