Eleven. Boiled tea

Xie Wantian used the improved old Tang method to make tea, first mashed the tea ball, added orange peel and mint and other decoction together, the bitter aroma of the brewed tea revealed the taste of mint and orange peel, which was very refreshing.

Xie Daozhong drank three lamps in a row, and then sighed long, as if the string on his body was finally loosened, he lowered his eyebrows, and his face reflected by the tea stove suddenly showed a bit of old age, Wan Tian accompanied him to drink a lamp, and lit a furnace of calming incense.

Xie Daozhong was slowly soothed by her unhurried movements, relaxed, and said, "Ah Tian's skills in making tea are better than before. ”

Wan Tian bent her eyes and smiled softly at him: "Father likes it." ”

Xie Daozhong let out a long breath: "You were only six years old when you asked me for this teahouse, and I thought you were just playing around on a whim. ”

Wan Tian extinguished the fire in the tea stove, and the sound of boiling water gradually disappeared, making the tea room more secluded, and her voice became softer: "If my father hadn't allowed it at that time, there would be no such bowl of tea today." ”

Xie Daozhong nodded: "That's what you said." ”

Wan Tian said: "Recently, a new method of making tea has been discovered, which is very good for soaking in West Lake Longjing. ”

Xie Daozhong was also a person who liked these elegant things when he was young, and he couldn't help but be a little interested when he heard this: "Oh?

"Soak the tea leaves in slightly cool water for a few breaths, then continue to boil the water, use a sealed teapot, and simmer for a while," Wan Tian replied: "The tea brewed in this way is still a little strong in the fragrance, and the aftertaste is long after swallowing, and the lips and teeth are all tea fragrances, which will not disperse for a long time." ”

Xie Daozhong's eyebrows were completely expanded, and even the "Chuan" character lines were much shallower, he took a deep breath and let out a long "um": "It sounds very good." ”

Wan Tian smiled and replied, "Yes, please come here to appreciate your face in your spare time." As she spoke, she reached out and took away the teacup in front of him: "When bedtime is approaching, my father should not drink too much tea." ”

Xie Daozhong said "um", she put away the tea set, washed it one by one and put it away properly, it was not a top-notch treasure tea set, but she was careful with every move, and it was as if facing a priceless treasure. Since she was young and cautiously asked herself for this tearoom, in the past ten years, Wan Tian has always maintained a long and full enthusiasm for this Tao, which he did not expect, just like Xie Daoyong left the house in a fit of anger eighteen years ago, Xie Daozhong did not expect that he would really go to Beijing alone, and there has been no news for eighteen years.

There are too many things in this world that exceed his expectations, he is not a sleeping dragon and phoenix, he can't survey the sky, and he can't predict the future.

He thought so and sighed softly.

Wan Tian had already put away her tea set, looked at him with her sleeves crossed, her eyes were gentle, and there was a little smile on the corner of her lips: "Does my father want to go back to the room?"

"Yes," he stood up, Wan Tian immediately followed him up, thanked Wan Tian and nodded his head, showing a faint smile: "Ah Tian should rest early." ”

Wan Tian bowed to him and said softly: "Yes." ”

Xie Daozhong went out alone, waved away the attendants who came to carry the lantern for him, and carried the lantern back to the living room, passing by Xie Daoyong's Zhihengzhai on the way, the lights had been turned off inside, and it was pitch black.