In that quaint little hall, boiling water is sprayed, and the fragrance of tea is permeated.

After Zhou Laoyi drank six cups of hot tea in a row, a layer of fine beads of sweat seeped out of his forehead, but at this time, his face was intoxicated, and his eyes were slightly blurred, as if he was outside the spirit.

On the side, Feng Qingyan was holding a teacup and sipping slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

Qin Wuming looked at the two of them quietly, couldn't help but shake his head, and then took another drink. However, he still did not taste the Taihe Qi that Zhou Lao said......

What is this Taihe Qi?

Qin Wuming really wanted to ask, but the current atmosphere didn't seem to be suitable for making a sound, so he simply sat quietly.

After about five or six minutes, Feng Qingyan said in a loud voice: "Old Zhou, can the tea made by the younger generation enter your old mouth?"

A few seconds passed, and Zhou Lao also came back to his senses, and Dayue said: "This is a must." ”

"Old Zhou praised. Feng Qingyan said.

Zhou Lao shook his head, looked at Feng Qingyan and said: "Your tea art kung fu, but you play it pleasing to the eye, and it makes people feel calm when you look at it, plus the faint Taihe atmosphere in the tea, you can be called a tea ceremony master." In the entire Celestial Empire, those who can be called masters of the tea ceremony are only a few of the terrorists, how can this be a false praise? My old man has drunk a lot of tea, and he also has some experience in making tea, but it is only the second time that he can taste that breath of harmony. My old man makes tea, just to entertain himself, not as good as ah, not as good as ah, and now he can be regarded as a real master. ”

Feng Qingyan stopped talking, and if he spoke again, he was too modest.

"Old Zhou, what exactly are you talking about the Taihe Qi?" At this time, Qin Wuming finally couldn't help but ask.

When Feng Qingyan and Zhou Lao heard this, they were both stunned, and then laughed.

Qin Wuming was a little confused by laughter, and then his eyes turned to Feng Qingyan, his eyes showed the meaning of inquiry, and at this time, he saw Zhou Lao say: "You need to taste it yourself, and when you taste it, you will naturally understand." ”

Qin Wuming smiled bitterly, feeling that this so-called Taihe Qi was a bit mysterious.

"Qingyan, now that the tea has been drunk, it's time for my old man to show his hands. Zhou Lao said with great interest, although he was quite proud of his tea art, but after Feng Qingyan made a move, he could only say that he was entertaining himself.

Although he has always ranked his tea art first, his real kung fu is in calligraphy and painting.

"Old Zhou, I'm in trouble. ”

Feng Qingyan said, and then took the box containing "Shrimp Play".

"Don't bother, my old man still has some experience in calligraphy and painting, and he has also studied a lot of old man. Zhou Lao said confidently.

At this time, Feng Qingyan took out the picture scroll of "Shrimp Play" and handed it to Zhou Lao.

"Let's go, come to my study. ”

Zhou Lao stood up with the scroll and said, Feng Qingyan and Qin Wuming followed.

Zhou Lao's study is not small, it is full of various materials, and there are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, exuding a strong atmosphere of old pedants.

At this time, I saw Zhou Lao carefully spread the shrimp play picture on the table, then put on a pair of black-framed glasses, held a magnifying glass in his hand, and threw himself on the table to watch carefully.

Feng Qingyan and Qin Wuming stood quietly aside.

As time passed, Zhou Lao suddenly put down the magnifying glass excitedly, looked for materials from the bookshelf, and then kept flipping through them. He flipped through it for a while, then threw himself back on the table, muttering something in his mouth, and the whole person seemed very excited.

After a few minutes or so, he was rummaging through the shelves again.

"Where is it, why is it gone?"

Zhou Lao searched the entire bookshelf, but he couldn't find the information he wanted, and suddenly became a little anxious, constantly turning around in the study, his eyes were shooting around.

In the study, there are bookshelves, bookcases, cardboard boxes......

It's all full of all kinds of materials.

At this time, Zhou Lao was constantly turning around in the study, and his eyes moved very quickly.

"Old Zhou, is this shrimp scene fake?"

Qin Wuming asked in a low voice, it has been nearly an hour now, if it weren't for the problem, it would definitely not take so long. With Zhou Lao's gaze, it can basically be decided in ten minutes, unless it is those controversial works.

"How can this be fake, this shrimp play picture is not simple. ”

Zhou Lao shook his head, his eyes were still moving around, as if he was trying to figure out where to put the information, "However, I found a big problem. ”

When Qin Wuming heard that it wasn't fake, his heart also settled down, and then the fox asked, "What's the big problem?"

"Who are the cyclamen?"

Zhou Lao asked without a tail.

Qin Wuming was stunned for a moment, he also saw the word "cyclamen" in "Shrimp Play", because this shrimp play picture was given to "cyclamen" by Old Man Qi.

It's just that he doesn't understand why Zhou Lao wants to know who this "cyclamen" is.

"I have carefully studied the old man Qi, and the old man Qi has mentioned 'cyclamen' more than once, and it seems that his 100-year-old longevity is related to 'cyclamen'. Moreover, even the old man Qi respectfully called him a 'cyclamen', this 'cyclamen' is naturally not a simple character......" Zhou Lao said slowly, with a little excitement in his voice, "The most important thing is that Old Man Qi is not the only one who has mentioned 'cyclamen', others have also mentioned ......"

At this time, Feng Qingyan and Qin Wuming were both a little surprised.

"Old Zhou, who else has mentioned it?" Qin Wuming became a little curious.

"They are all famous masters in the Republic of China period, such as Xu Yibei, Huang Rihong ......" Zhou Laoyi said several famous names in a row, and these are all famous figures in the Republic of China.

"Who is this 'cyclamen'?" Qin Wuming was also curious.

Zhou Lao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If my old man knows, why do I still need to look hard here?" Alas, this 'cyclamen' is so mysterious that although many people mention him, they are all very obscure. It seems that he has not left any traces in this world, and can only find a little clue from other people's lives......"

As he spoke, Zhou Lao's eyes suddenly lit up and asked, "Qingyan, where did you get this painting from?" Well, I don't mean anything else, I just want to find out who this 'cyclamen' is, if it's inconvenient, don't say it." ”

"There's nothing inconvenient, this painting was left to me by my grandfather. Feng Qingyan pondered for a while and said, "Actually, my grandfather is just a very ordinary old man, and it may be a coincidence that he was able to get this painting." ”

Old Zhou frowned, was silent for a while, and said, "Qingyan, can you tell me about your grandfather?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan's brows furrowed slightly, and the figure of an old man appeared in his mind.

It's just that this figure disappeared when he was eighteen years old.

……