The aroma of wine, flowers, and meat, the night of the small courtyard presents a colorful smell, and after slowly mixing, it is a kind of tranquil atmosphere where the wine is not intoxicating and everyone is drunk, and the night breeze is slightly cool, but it will not reduce the interest of the people in the courtyard at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Team Cao raised his glass, drank another glass, and began to slowly talk about the places he and Zeng Qian traveled along the way to get married. Dagai Mountain in Inner Mongolia, Shennongjia in Hubei, Miao Village in Xiushan in Chongqing, Poyang Lake in Jiangxi, everywhere he and I have faced, the mysterious events, unbelievable stories, and characters with distinctive personalities have emerged one by one. How does a sculptor give his life to a stone in pursuit of the ultimate artistic expression, a hero of a self-defense counterattack loses his self in order to get rid of the scars of war, how does a woman who loves and suffers deeply give up her life to possess another person in order to fulfill her long-cherished wish, and how does a dead filmmaker finish a work that has been interrupted for half a century?

How did the ancient gods survive in this world, and how many lingering mysteries are behind the missing buses, the reproduced audio tapes, and the wolf kings who have escaped?

Team Cao was one by one, and the speeches were thrilling and climaxing, so that we forgot that the original purpose was to persuade Liao Huansheng to drink, and our hearts were surging. Liao Huansheng listened to it even more intoxicated. Think about it, a person who has been immersed in his own world for decades, and the world suddenly opens a completely different door to him, this shock is undoubtedly huge.

Suddenly, Liao Huansheng stood up and said, picked up the wine bottle himself, and poured a glass of wine, "Lao Chang, Lao Cao, Xiao Zeng, I don't know how to drink, but after listening to your experience today, I sincerely admire it in my heart, maybe I will never have the opportunity to explore the mystery of the incident like you in my life, but it is my greatest honor for me to chat and drink with you, and I salute you with this glass of wine." “

After that, before we could react, we poured a glass of wine in one gulp. Although this wine glass is not big, it is at least eight dollars, and Liao Huansheng took a sip, and his face immediately turned red.

"Happy, Chang's friends are temperamental, Lao Liao, since you dare to drink, but you still have to drink slowly, the older the wine, the stronger it is, the drunk is early, and the story is incomplete. As he spoke, he pressed Liao Huansheng on the chair, poured his cup full, and continued.

"Lao Liao, I have admired two kinds of people in my life, one is you, Zeng Qian, a scholar, rigorous and serious, regardless of the changes in the world outside, but can be as calm as water and deal with it calmly. The other is people like Lao Chang, who seem to be hidden on the surface, but in fact, they are chivalrous and tender in their hearts, and they dare to act. Come, Lao Liao, you just toasted us, and I salute you with this cup. After speaking, he picked up the cup and respectfully saluted Liao Huansheng.

Liao Huansheng drank another drink, not only his cheeks were red, but his eyes were also red, but he also began to talk more.

"Chang, Feng just took me to meet a lot of his friends in the collection circle, to be honest, I really don't like a few, I don't work hard to do knowledge, but think about how to use my skills to do something to fish in troubled waters and get rich overnight, and doing business is not like doing business, I always have to put an expert coat on myself, and I don't use my reputation to raise the price of my own things? But fortunately, I met you, and finally someone can talk to, today I heard Lao Cao's introduction, I want to walk around with you, so that this life is in vain, come, Lao Chang, this glass of wine toasts you. After saying that, he raised his glass and came to salute me again.

I said in my heart, if you don't drink it, why can't you stop it when you drink it, don't ask yet, the person has already fallen down. While clinking glasses with him, he said: "Huansheng, drink slowly, the wine is there, eat a few more mouthfuls of meat, you, you haven't slept well recently, your eyes are dark, your eyes are dark, you fell asleep without talking a few words to me, and your body still needs to pay attention." “

Seeing that I was starting to introduce the topic, Team Cao hurriedly interjected, "Lao Liao, if you feel that there is anything abnormal in your body and spirit, you can tell Lao Chang, Lao Chang is nicknamed Admiral Jiumen, although I am a staunch materialist, but I am convinced of Lao Chang's ability, although we are meeting for the first time, I also think that you have something in your heart, and it is not good to hold it." ”

Liao Huansheng sat down again, his face was flushed, and he put the dishes in the hot pot, his hands trembled slightly, but he looked like he wanted to say something.

"Huansheng, sometimes we talk in my house, and when we talk, you fall asleep, you may not know it, but I hear you always talk in your dreams, and you don't sleep well. While talking to Liao Huansheng, I brought him a cup and poured him a cup of tea.

"Lao Chang, what kind of tea is this, the taste is very unique?" As soon as there is good tea, the biggest reaction is Team Cao, he put the wine glass, took a sip of the teacup, and said: "The taste is Biluochun, why is it different from what I used to drink? This is good, fragrant, strong, and the leaf buds are also beautiful, Lao Chang, what kind of good tea is it, where did you get the private goods?"

"Team Cao, you are everyone who drinks tea, it is Biluochun, that's right, a master of Dongting Lake fried it by hand, the name is Lu Mengzang, it is dozens of catties a year, this tea is very different from the general Biluochun, the real ancient method of stir-frying. As soon as I said this, everyone was interested, and they picked up the teacups, and looked carefully at them by the dim light of the courtyard, and each leaf in the cup stood up like a silver needle, and there were tiny white hairs on it.

"The current tea factories say that they are ancient methods, but from the beginning of the fried tea to now, how can there be thousands of years, not to mention the continuous wars in the middle, the people's uprising, that is, the slaughter of the Jiangnan by the minority regimes of the Yuan and Qing dynasties, has lost a lot of ancient methods, and now the ancient methods are not the real ancient methods, no one can prove that they are all tea factories fried their own brand methods, I don't believe it, but this green dream Tibetan taste is really not ordinary. Team Cao said while sipping tea.

"Team Cao, there isn't much tea you haven't drunk in the world, what you say makes sense. But this tea is said to be an ancient method, I still believe it, one is that I know the master of this roasted tea very well, friends have friends, he doesn't need to sell me anything, and the other is that he told me the origin of his ancient method of roasted tea, so I have to believe it, and, Huansheng, this story is very similar to what you are experiencing now. My words attracted everyone's attention, Liao Huansheng also looked at me curiously, and Team Cao secretly gave me a big finger and nodded slightly.

The roasted tea master I know is surnamed Lu, and he is a six-year-old at home, and everyone near him calls him Lu Liu. Lu Liu's family is an ancestral roasted tea and tea-making craft that has been passed down from generation to generation and taught by word of mouth. However, in the past 100 years, the technique of roasting tea has not been improved much, but there have been some changes in the utensils. In Lu Liu's generation, under the influence of social progress, he has always hoped to innovate the traditional roasted tea technique, but his attempts are often reprimanded by his father who is also his master, and he repeats the words: "The ancestors have not eaten everything thoroughly, and start a new stove, it is not innovation or blind toss." ”

But Lu Liu still insisted on his own ideas and innovated for more than ten years, but no matter how he improved, the quality of the tea did not surpass his father's craftsmanship. Before his death, his father warned him that he had not learned sixty percent of Lu Liu's grandfather's craft in his life, and Lu Liu's current craft had not even learned half of his own.

His father's words had a great impact on Lu Liu, and he also realized that the excavation of traditional roasted tea techniques was of great significance, but the craftsmanship of roasted tea had strict barriers between ancient sects, coupled with word of mouth, and it became very difficult to learn from the ancients and other schools. But Lu Liu has a character of not hitting the south wall and not looking back, in addition to strengthening his own excavation and exploration of his own roasted tea techniques, he also traveled widely, and learned from other roasted tea masters, and in the past few years, the craft has made great progress, and his reputation has become more and more resounding.

But in Lu Liu's heart, he has always felt that his current roasted tea technology has encountered a bottleneck, and he also feels that he is only one layer of window paper away from the next realm, but where is the window paper and how to pierce it, he has never understood it.

Although Lu Liu's family has a tea garden of their own on the south mountain by Dongting Lake, although Lu Liu has tea farmers and men who take care of tea trees, he has to live in the mountain for a period of time every year. On the other hand, he also likes the cleanliness of the tea mountain, and has built a small courtyard on it, where he usually lives and does some research.

Since ancient times, the roasted tea family on the shore of Dongting Lake has a non-public custom, that is, after the master of roasted tea has passed away, he must be buried on the nearby tea mountain, which is not only to respect the ancestors, but also to borrow the spirit of the ancestors in heaven to bless the tea trees on the tea mountain every year to flourish and produce better new tea. The tea garden of Lu Liujia has been passed down for several generations, and a few generations ago it is said that there is a history of tea cultivation for hundreds of years, and it is impossible to tell how many masters of roasted tea have been buried on this mountain.

One year, Lu Liu lived in a small courtyard on the tea mountain as in previous years. By chance, he happened to find a genealogy of a tea farmer family in the Ming Dynasty in the thrift market, which not only recorded the inheritance of the clan and the events within the clan, but also had a lot of daily records about roasted tea. Lu Liuru has obtained the most treasure, but its Chinese characters are all ancient languages, Lu Liu's cultural level is not high, it looks very difficult, plus the written record and the actual operation are still very different, especially the tools and measurement methods used are completely different from today, you must see and try to have an intuitive concept, so Lu Liu has always seemed to understand the tea stir-fry techniques contained in this book.

(For example, in the mud gathering, the potter uses human skills, water, rods, wheels, and ropes to make all kinds of utensils; in the way of being away from all separation and selflessness, he uses all kinds of wisdom to facilitate and skillful, or to say that he is hiding or that he is selfless, and all kinds of names are different.) --Ranga Sutra) (To be continued.) )