Su Zhongkang saw the expectation in the old man's eyes, which was more like an obsession, so that her eyes seemed to light up. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"How do you know the Immortal Peak Cloud Tea Tree?" The old man asked another question, and then stared at Su Zhongkang with his eyes.

"Because I've seen it before, I recognize it." Su Zhongkang was a little bottomless in his heart, this old man was so persistent about this matter, it was really beyond his imagination.

Although the conversation was hot here, Hai Wei was too busy to come, she asked Hai Ting to come over and urge her grandmother a few times, if she didn't go over, she wouldn't be able to eat lunch.

The old man hesitated for a moment, as if she was making a difficult decision, and finally she gritted her teeth, returned to the bedroom, took out a package that was wrapped in several layers, and handed it to Su Zhongkang.

"I'm busy going in, you can take a look at the book in here and see if you can understand it. We'll talk about that later. ”

After saying that, the old man went into the kitchen.

"Get out and don't make trouble." The old man smiled and scolded Hai Ting, who was busy in the kitchen.

Heiting was pushed out of the kitchen, and he straightened his clothes and walked over to sit down on the couch.

He just took out his mobile phone, saw the cloth bag on the tea table at a glance, and then glanced at Su Zhongkang, who was hesitating, and directly picked up the cloth bag.

"This cloth bag seems to be grandma's baby bump, which is usually not touched by people, why is she willing to take it out today?" Haiting excitedly stroked his hand a few times, then glanced towards the kitchen, and was about to take it apart.

Since he was a child, he didn't know how many times he clamored for this cloth bag, but his grandmother ruthlessly hid it. He remembered that once, he secretly got his hands on it, and just as he was about to open it, his grandmother took it back, and he was beaten for it.

Therefore, he became more and more strange, could this person really be his grandmother's long-lost grandson, otherwise how could he be willing to give him this cloth bag!

However, no matter what his identity is, since this cloth is in his hands, then he is bound to untie it with his own hands and take a look, which can be regarded as fulfilling his obsession for more than ten years.

Haiting glanced at the kitchen again, and only after confirming that they would not be coming out for a while, did he carefully untie the cloth bag.

He untied one layer of cloth, and then another layer was wrapped, and it was not until he untied five or six layers of beautifully patterned old cloth that he could see what was inside.

"What is this?" Haiting's eyes widened, his face incredulous.

He thought what was inside, but he didn't expect that there was only half an ancient book in it that was relatively well preserved.

"What's that? Martial arts cheats? Haiting cautiously picked up the ancient book and eagerly flipped through a few sheets.

"What is this written, bullshit. That's it, and it's still regarded as a treasure by my grandmother! Hai Ting looked at the obscure ancient texts inside, and instantly felt that one head and two were bigger.

Losing interest in continuing to explore, Haiting put the ancient book back in his cloth bag, rolled it up casually, and then continued to collapse on the couch and play his game.

At this time, Su Zhongkang came back to his senses. The moment he saw the cloth bag, the system issued another task to him.

The level of this task is actually the same as the task of building a museum.

The system requires Su Zhongkang to collect the entire manuscript of "Daguan Tea Treatise", and there is no time limit.

It turns out that what exists in this cloth bag is part of the manuscript of "Daguan Tea Treatise", which was written by Zhao Ji of Song Huizong.

The book mainly gives a detailed description of the origin, harvesting, cooking test, quality, and tea fighting fashion of steamed Qingtuan tea in the Northern Song Dynasty. Among them, the article "Ordering Tea" has incisive insights and profound discussions.

On another level, it has left valuable documents for future generations to understand the tea ceremony of the previous dynasties.

However, with the change of dynasties, the manuscript has been lost for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, it actually appeared here, although only partially.

Su Zhongkang's daze just now was actually absorbing the full text transmitted by the tea ceremony inheritance system. Therefore, he didn't untie the cloth bag in the first place, but let Haiting take the lead.

"Daguan Tea Treatise" is not very long, the full text is only twenty, and Su Zhongkang took a little time to memorize the content.

He looked at the messy cloth bag on the table, and then at Hai Ting, who was sitting paralyzed on the side, and understood that this kid must have taken advantage of the moment when he lost his mind just now to open the cloth bag.

Su Zhongkang carefully held the cloth bag on his knees, and then untied the crumpled flower cloth layer by layer, and stretched them out before picking up the precious manuscript.

He slowly flipped through the memories in his head.

This manuscript is just the second half of the book, mainly talking about the steps of ordering tea and evaluating the grade of tea soup, its characters are thin without losing their flesh, and the handwriting can be seen everywhere in a graceful manner, wide open and closed, it is really the manuscript of Song Huizong.

Su Zhongkang has read this collection of "Tea Theory" for a long time, and he has more understanding in his heart.

When Haiwei and her grandmother came out to beckon them to come over for dinner, Su Zhongkang was still fascinated, and this scene was seen by the old man, which made her feel relieved.

"Stop looking, come over and eat." Haiwei walked up to Su Zhongkang and called him again.

Su Zhongkang woke up at this time, he looked at Haiwei who was smiling like a flower on the side, and touched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"I'm embarrassed."

"What are you looking at, it's so beautiful." Haiwei looked around, and then saw the stack of unwrapped cloth bags, and her face immediately froze.

"Come and eat." The old man greeted again in the distance.

"It's coming, it's coming." After Hai Wei recovered her complexion, she walked over with Su Zhongkang.

"Today's cooking is some home-cooked food, and everyone is unrestrained, just like their own home." The old man sitting at the top took the rice bowl handed over by Haiwei and commanded.

"No, I love home-cooked food." Su Zhongkang hurriedly responded.

"We already knew, my sister said it several times." Hai Ting took a bite of rice, picked up a piece of braised pork on the table, and ate it deliciously.

"As long as you talk a lot, eat quickly." Hai Wei casually picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in Hai Ting's bowl, and whispered.

"Hurry up and eat, the food won't taste good when it's cold." The old man said again, and then he also started eating with chopsticks.

Su Zhongkang smiled and picked up his rice bowl.

This meal, Su Zhongkang is extremely enjoyable, these meals are familiar to him, although they don't look exquisite, but they are absolutely delicious, so he unconsciously ate three bowls of rice.

During the meal, he also learned that Haiwei's parents happened to go on a trip, so the two sisters and brothers came to their grandmother's place to eat.

In her spare time, Haiwei knew that her grandmother liked to drink tea, so she used the tea art she learned from Su Zhongkang to make tea for her a few times, but she didn't expect to win the praise of her grandmother.

Moreover, Haiwei also told them what happened a few days ago.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. After Haiwei's grandmother heard those things, she asked Haiwei to invite Su Zhongkang to her home as a guest.