Chapter 117: I'm going to teach them how to make tea

Seeing Lu Yu was not joking.

Xuan sorrow and Xuan bitterness are deeply moved!

"Amitabha!"

"Lu Jushi is not only ambitious, but also has the world in mind!"

"I thought it would. ”

"This tea of Lu Jushi is the fate of the layman. ”

"I don't know until now. ”

"This tea can meet Lu Jushi, which is the blessing of this tea!"

For this compliment.

Lu Yu smiled slightly and accepted it calmly.

He even admired himself a little.

Otherwise, even if he named the world's famous Chinese tea as "Lu Yu".

No one cares!

Merely.

This time, I went up the mountain to find tea and discuss Zen.

It's not just Lu Yu who uses the Zen tea principles of the original world to enlighten the monks.

At the same time, it is also a sublimation of his own soul!

In the original world.

Lu Yu tastes tea, knows tea, and reads tea classics.

What you get is just paper articles.

What is understood is only a specious truth.

But now.

When you have experienced it yourself.

He also has a deeper understanding of Buddhism and Zen tea.

The contempt has long since disappeared.

It wasn't until now that he understood a little.

Why is "Lu Yu", who grew up in the Zen temple since he was three years old, able to become the saint of tea!

In this world, the ancient tea civilization of China has disappeared.

Know its taste, for the tea guest.

If you know the method, you can be a tea person.

The art of tea is the same as that of all other types of skills.

It has become a way to seek fame and fortune.

Tea people such as Zhou Anping and Chen Juncheng are even more so.

No matter how exquisite their tea skills are, they will not have the heart of a tea man at all.

Lu Yu and these people's desires are different.

Nature doesn't go with the flow.

Don't dare to go against the heart of the tea people who have already begun to sprout!

……

After thinking about it, Lu Yu chatted with the monks again.

At this time, Hou Li suddenly asked: "Brother, although this tea looks good......

"But now that it's autumn, don't you want to take this tea to participate in the tea person evaluation?"

Lu Yu smiled: "Why can't you?"

As soon as this remark came out.

Xuan Bei and other monks were also stunned!

Xuan Bei said: "Although the old man is not as proficient in tea as Lu Jushi. ”

But I have also heard about the tea person qualification evaluation. ”

"The autumn tea is already at the end of the crossbow, if the layman uses this tea to compete......"

On the side, Xuan Ku suddenly said: "Senior brother, don't worry, I remember that there seems to be tea this spring in Leifeng Temple......"

Before Xuan Ku finished speaking.

Lu Yu already shook his head with a smile and said, "The two masters are too worried. ”

"What Lu Yu uses is the Xinyang hair tip picked by Bailu this autumn!"

The tip of the Xinyang hair of Bailu this autumn?!

Xuan Sadness, Xuan Bitterness, and even Hou Li and others were all stunned.

Is Lu Yu insane?

Who doesn't know that the best season for tea, especially green tea, to be picked and made is before Qingming?

Lu Yu is so proficient in tea, but how could he make such a low-level mistake?!

Seeing that everyone was puzzled.

Lu Yu suddenly smiled, it stands to reason that autumn tea is indeed not as good as early spring.

But there are exceptions......

"Don't worry. ”

"This tea has gone through the scorching heat of summer, and it is a good opportunity to grow before and after the white dew!"

"Today's tea can't compare to the freshness of early spring. ”

"But the tea aroma is relatively long-lasting, with a unique sweet and mellow fragrance. ”

"Since I didn't have the opportunity to pick spring tea this year. ”

"I believe that this white dew tea can also make me stand out in the tea person evaluation!"

Let's talk about it.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Hou Li: "Monkey, are all the things you prepared a few days ago ready?"

Hou Li nodded heavily: "Don't worry, brother, I'm already ready!"

Lu Yu nodded and said, "Okay, then please hire people to carry everything to the top of the mountain." ”

And told the villagers to come to the top of the mountain to watch. ”

Hou Li smiled: "I know, brother, I'll go down the mountain!"

Lu Yu turned to look at Xuan Bei again and said, "Lu Yu takes the liberty of asking the Zen master to allow me to linger in the grass shed outside the temple for a few more days." ”

Xuan Bei hurriedly said: "If Lu Jushi wants to pick tea, he only needs to live in the Zen courtyard, why live in the tea shed again?"

Lu Yu smiled and shook his head: "Thank you Zen Master for your kindness." ”

It's just that Lu Yu thought that although the tea shed was ugly, it was built by the master monk himself. ”

"Lu Yu can only make tea in this tea shed. ”

"It is enough to comfort the soul of the master monk. ”

Xuan Bei nodded lightly when he heard this, and folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name.

The rest of the monks were also deeply moved by Lu Yu's words.

Only Xiao Shen Xuan was a little puzzled.

She stretched out her little hand and pulled Lu Yu.

"Lu Yu, why do you want the villagers to come up?"

Lu Yu smiled slightly: "It's very simple. ”

"I can only make one tea plant by myself. ”

"And the uncles and uncles in the whole village can make a mountain of tea. ”

"After arriving, the entire mountains around Xinyang City will grow tea and pick tea. ”

"I'm worried that the uncles and uncles in the village won't have enough people!"

Xiao Shen Xuan scratched her head: "Do you want everyone in the village to grow this kind of tea?"

Lu Yu smiled silently.

Suddenly, he raised his gaze and scanned the entire tea plantation.

"Not only do I have to grow it, but I also have to teach them how to make this tea. ”

"And what I really hope is. ”

"All the people in China who really pay for tea can have enough food and clothing!"

If it was before coming to Earthquake Thunder Mountain.

It is very likely that Lu Yu would not say such a thing, and he may not do such a thing.

He was also a layman.

Of course, the laity love money.

Every kind of Chinese tea, and even every Chinese famous tea, is a huge wealth!

And it is a unique wealth that only he Lu Yu can grasp!

But when he saw the tea farmers at the foot of Zhenlei Mountain, they were living a difficult life.

When you see the abandoned tea plantations.

He was secretly determined to change that!

When he was living in a hut.

Lu Yu has already thought about it a lot.

There are many ways to change this.

He can bring in big capital like the Ho Group.

It is also possible to invite Zheng Xi, Qi Qiuchang and other well-known tea people to develop together.

However, these practices may not necessarily change the lives of tea farmers.

Lu Yu, who is familiar with the history of the development of the world's tea industry, knows.

If you don't go through a gradual development process.

Large-scale mechanical production will quickly replace craftsmen.

Once this happens.

It not only has a great impact on the quality of tea.

The tea farmers under the mountain will also be reduced to the labor force of planting and picking tea.

And it has lost the inheritance of tea.

……

As a time-traveler who travels to a parallel world.

What I have seen and heard these days is vivid.

The traverser uses his unique golden finger to become a human being in this world.

There is certainly nothing wrong with this thinking.

But more importantly.

Even if it's time to cross, I've integrated into this world.

Then I have the responsibility to use my own power to make this world a better place!

Maybe I, Lu Yu, can't do anything earth-shattering.

I have only one dream.

Dream to make the Chinese land tea rhyme!

Let the tea of China shine again in the world!

This dream cannot be accomplished by me Lu Yu alone.

Only all Chinese tea lovers work together together!

So Lu Yu has to do it first.

It is to enable tea farmers to make really good tea with their own hands!

……

Xuan Bei took a deep breath.

Heartfelt praise: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"

"Lu Jushi's approach is deeply in line with the meaning of my Buddha Pudu sentient beings. ”

"The mind of a layman, the poor monk worships!"

Lu Yu smiled slightly, and couldn't help but look at the majestic Buddha hall.

Over there.

A cold Buddha is high up in the sky, with compassion on his face.