Chapter Twenty-Nine: Drinking Tea and Sighing Xiao Li

Lu Ming, who wanted to go out, stopped after hearing Zhao Hu's response again

"What does he mean?"

Zhao Hu rubbed his sleepy eyes with his hand, pondered for a while, and replied, "It probably means five thousand a month, and I will pay it for one year first."

"I don't have a small appetite, let's wait and talk, let's withdraw first" Lu Ming turned around and walked out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Lu Ming pushed open the door of Old Man Yang's shop, he found that Yang Xiaoran was sitting at the counter playing with her mobile phone, but her grandfather was nowhere to be seen.

"Hello, may I ask, where is Uncle Yang?" Lu Ming stood at the door, his expression was quite restrained, after all, Yang Xiaoran's temper, he had seen it.

Xiaoran looked up at Lu Ming, sighed helplessly, and then pointed to the inner room with his hand.

"Uncle Yang called me in the morning and asked me to come over, why don't you call me for me?" Looking at the other party's indifferent attitude, Lu Ming really didn't have a good way, so he could only push forward cheekily.

Yang put the phone on the counter dissatisfied, glared at Lu Ming, and shouted to the back room, "Loser old man, someone is looking for you"

Before the words fell, Old Man Yang crossed the gourd and walked out of the back room while muttering, "You ruined girl, how many times have I told you, don't call me that in front of people, I can't get off the stage"

After coming out, after seeing Lu Ming standing at the door, he hurriedly laughed, "Yo, the kid is here, go up to the back room to warm up, just right, the newly bought Wu Yutai flower tea yesterday, spraying fragrance"

The back room of this shop is very narrow, with only a safe, a reclining chair, a coffee table, and a complicated tea set on the coffee table.

With the continuous heating of the kettle in the house, the white steam is continuously sprayed out from the lid of the kettle, with the sound of the whistle, the old man Yang picked up the kettle, poured the hot boiling water, and poured it into the porcelain cup with fragrant tea.

Lu Ming picked up the porcelain cup in his hand, took a sip of tea slightly, and felt the fragrance of jasmine in the tip of his tongue and throat.

"Uncle Yang, although I don't understand tea, I probably think this tea is not cheap" After putting down the cup, Lu Ming didn't know how to praise the quality of the tea, so he had to start from the price.

Old man Yang smiled and shook his head, "What's not money, the main thing is comfort, tea is not better than other things, what about cigarettes, you can smoke well when you have money, when you don't have money, you can still enjoy smoking, tea is different, when you are poor, and cheap tea, I think it is very fragrant, but once you drink a few good teas, and then drink cheap tea, it feels like you can't eat at all."

"Oh, I've heard about this, by the way, what are you doing with so many large and small porcelain cups on the coffee table, and that wooden chacha pan?" The large tea tray in Lu Ming's mouth is a bamboo rectangular shape, with a mesh on it, and the inside of the tea tray is hollow, as if it can hold something.

"These are tea sets, guys used when drinking kung fu tea"

"Kung Fu tea? Isn't it the same as the tea we drink now? When Lu Ming said this, he looked at the old man's eyes full of doubts.

"It must be different, one is for cultivating sentiment, self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and now drinking this kind of thing, it is only for the enjoyment of tea, there is still a difference between the two, Kung Fu tea requires a certain step of the procedure" said, the old man began to point to the gap on the coffee table, from the tea washing to the final tea drinking steps and the utensils needed during the period, one by one for him to speak, after speaking, Lu Mingfang knew that the rectangular bamboo vessel is called the sea of tea, which is a kind of vessel used to undertake waste tea, and can also be placed on the tea set,

The results are beautiful and practical.

When listening to the old man Yang's explanation, Lu Ming kept nodding his head in agreement, since he went to college, he likes the traditional culture of his country very much, and has also used these traditional elements in his own design, but in the end, because of his inaccurate understanding of traditional culture, so that the design made is nondescript, and he is often named by the teacher as "aesthetic problematic".

"Uncle Yang, that is, the tea we drink now actually has two ways to drink, one is to drink directly with boiling water, and the other is hot water that is about 80 degrees, and use the steps of kung fu tea to brew?"

After hearing this, Old Man Yang suddenly burst out laughing, and pointed at him while laughing

"Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu, you have brought me a lot of fun."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xiaoran shouted loudly at the counter, "Loser old man, can you be quiet?" I'm talking to people."

"Little girl, you dare to care about me?!" Although his mouth was not soft, his voice was suppressed, and after glancing outside dissatisfiedly, he continued to talk to Lu Ming

"What you said is good, but our kind of tea is flower tea, if you have drunk it in the form of kung fu tea, it will come out with a small cup of tea, it is too wasteful, the form of kung fu tea, the most suitable is clear tea, Tieguanyin and other varieties"

Hearing this, Lu Ming nodded as if he didn't understand, originally in his impression, the tea leaves were the same, and all the cups that came out were yellow soup, and any cup could be used to make tea, plastic cups, iron cups, but after some communication with Old Man Yang just now, he found that the world of tea is really not simple.

"Uncle Yang, thank you very much, since I met you, I have learned a lot of knowledge, and you have not helped me less"

"Look at you, talking and talking and seeing outside, having a young man like you with me makes me feel a lot younger"

Speaking of this, Old Man Yang suddenly put his mouth to Lu Ming's ear, and whispered, "Just that little girl in the outhouse, you don't like to pay attention to me, hmph, I don't care about her yet" After speaking, he pointed out dissatisfiedly with his hand, and his demeanor at this time seemed to be a child secretly suing another child in front of his parents.

"Hey, Uncle Yang, she just got out of school and is still very young, by the way, last time I was leaving, I heard that Master Li was going to change careers? Why? Seeing the old man's helpless attitude towards his granddaughter, Lu Ming had to change the topic.

Hearing this, Old Man Yang sighed helplessly, and then replied with some loss after the tea had to be seven points in the teacup for him and himself

"Xiao Li's child has a hard life, he should have soared, but he was imprisoned, he didn't think that after the disaster, he could start again, but he didn't expect to return home, it was already a matter of things, when his old father left, he was still in prison, and he couldn't even send a ride, the craft in his hand was learned from his father, but he didn't expect that it was precisely because of this craft that he couldn't see the old man for the last time"

"No, Uncle Yang, he was just imprisoned like Y, what does it have to do with craftsmanship" Lu Ming thought that Master Li's thinking direction was problematic.

"Silly boy, he is like Y just for carving, 200,000 raw materials, after he started, he didn't dare to say that the price doubled, at least more than 60% of the profit is still very easy, hey, in fact, many people are folded on the word 'greed'" Old man Yang's tone, it seems that Master Li picked out the carving circle, extremely regretful.

Hearing this, Lu Ming probably understood, so what does he plan to do in the future, is he still in the circle of literary play?