Chapter 87: Low self-esteem

"Mr. Li, do you still drink the rock tea you stored here?" A waiter dressed in Hanfu stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Ji Qingling's eyes widened, it was the first time she saw someone wearing ancient costumes in reality, and it looked quite charming, was she filming a TV series?

Li Dahai nodded to the waiter, "Hasn't Zhang come yet?" ”

"Yes, Miss Zhang said that she would be late in catching up with the manuscript, and she would come directly to your box when she came." After the waiter finished speaking, he bowed his head and retired.

Ji Qingling looked at this qiē dumbfounded, and kept staring at Li Dahai's foreign face, which made her sure that she had not crossed over.

"Why are you looking at me like this, is there a flower growing on my face?" Li Dahai, who had been closing his eyes and making a deep appearance, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"What the hell is this place, and why is it so weird?"

"Yunxiangtang, didn't you look at it when you entered the door?"

"I've seen it, I want to ask what the hell you're doing here?"

"Don't worry, this is a formal place...... Li Dahai looked at her impatient expression, and finally explained helplessly, "In fact, it is a leisure place, it seems that Fu Zijun can only be blamed for being too boring, how can you appreciate the beauty of time when you are with him?" ”

"Don't talk about him left and right, this can also be related to Fu Zijun?" She said dissatisfied.

"Defend him like that?" Li Dahai smiled treacherously, "I heard that you don't have any feelings before, but now it doesn't seem like this." ”

"We have a saying in China that three people become tigers." She smiled helplessly, the matter between her and Fu Zijun has always been a topic of social circles, and it has reached the ears of foreign friends.

He nodded in agreement, "Do you know how 'three people become tigers' is said in French?" ”

"Can this idiom also be translated into French?"

"Of course."

Li Dahai wasted no time in teaching her on the spot, and at this time, the waiter brought tea and tea sets.

"Is there anyone else?" Ji Qingling looked at the three cups on the table curiously.

"I'll take you to meet my master today, who is good at incense......

"It's not good at incense, it's just entry-level." A familiar voice interrupted Li Dahai's words.

"Zhang Yuan?" Ji Qingling was even more surprised.

"Ha, it turns out that the friend of the sea is you." Wearing a loose modified Hanfu and a small Buddha bead wrapped around her wrist, Zhang Yuan looked extraordinarily dusty.

It was the first time Ji Qingling had seen her dressed like this, and they had often met, but every time she wore light sportswear, such a complicated dress reminded her of Ji Jingui, who had recently taken the Confucian merchant route, but compared with Ji Jingui, who could see the temperament of the nouveau riche at a glance, Zhang Yuan's temperament was much better.

"You two know each other?"

All three of them looked surprised, and after a few seconds, they all burst into laughter.

"Qingling and I are old friends."

"Fate, fate, it's fate."

"I won't drink your rock tea today, I brought the old tea here, you can taste it." Zhang Yuan boiled water to make tea, his movements were like flowing water, and Ji Qingling's eyes were straight, he didn't expect the tea ceremony to be so beautiful, and his eyes were full of worship when he looked at Zhang Yuan.

"If there is good tea, there should be a good fragrance." Li Dahai turned the pecan in his hand, leisurely and freehand.

"I'll make tea, you can make a seal." Zhang Yuan asked the waiter to take a tray, on which were placed several cups and plates-shaped utensils.

"It's still agarwood powder." Li Dahai opened a jar and sniffed it.

Seeing that Ji Qingling's face was uncertain, he explained leisurely, "This is the incense path I just said, playing the seal is a way to play, this is the incense seal, this is the ash charge, this is the incense shovel ......"

Li Dahai introduced the utensils on the tray to Ji Qingling seriously, and Zhang Yuan smiled, "Okay, Dahai, you can also be a master now." ”

"Don't dare to be it, if I were her master, she would have to call you grandma."

"Poof." Ji Qingling and Zhang Yuan laughed out loud at the same time.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I've been playing incense for almost ten years, in fact, I'm just a layman, incense is the same as the tea ceremony, it's not difficult to get started, but to play well, you have to rely on understanding and Zen."

Ji Qingling smiled awkwardly, "I'm just a vulgar person, I don't know anything, what you are talking about here is mysterious, I don't really understand it." ”

If an upstart like her also played these games with them, would it look like a little Ji Jingui, I'm afraid it would be a joke in everyone's mouths.

"Who is born to know? These things look quite mysterious, but in fact, they are just for fun, we make tea and burn incense because they can calm the mind, the reality is too impetuous, we can only use external forces to quiet ourselves, where do the real masters need these rituals? Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

"It's just that I'm a foreigner who doesn't understand half of it, and you have no reason not to understand the things of your own country, right?" Li Dahai grinned, thinking that she was good at everything, but she just liked to be self-indulgent.

"You taste the tea." Zhang Yuan brought the brewed tea to her.

"Is this old tea?"

"Looks like you know tea, too." Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded.

"I don't understand, you just said you brought old tea." Ji Qingling said weakly, "I've only heard of new tea, and I really don't know about old tea, you let me, a layman, drink such a good tea, it's just a tyrannical thing." ”

"Things are for people to drink, tea has a price, but it is not necessarily expensive is good, whether the tea is good or not depends on whether you like it or not. Old tea is made of Pu'er tea or oolong tea through a special method, and the longer the fragrance, the more I bring it today. ”

Ji Qingling stared at the coffee-red tea soup, deep but not turbid, clear and visible at the bottom of the cup, took a sip, only felt that the entrance was warm, as if he was ignorant, and vaguely understood what they said, the so-called tea ceremony and incense ceremony are all heartfelt, and one qiē follows the call of his heart, which may be a kind of Zen.

"How?"

"It's delicious." She nodded vigorously, unable to find any more adjectives.

Li Dahai, who was on the side, shook his head and said, "Sweet and rich, with the fragrance of honey flowers, deep throat rhyme, and a hint of sourness, this should be more than ten years old tea, right?" ”

"Thirty years old, I have only drunk old tea for more than 30 years, and the longer it is fragrant, the more it can withstand the taste than new tea." Zhang Yuan smiled lightly.

Ji Qingling laughed a few times, his understanding of his own culture was not as good as that of a foreigner, and he couldn't help but feel inferior, "I don't understand anything, I can't say anything so cultured, today is really good tea was drunk by a cow." ”

"You are much better than Li Dahai, when he first came, he almost poured the whole pot of tea into his mouth and drank it, that is called cow drink." Zhang Yuan already has a dusty temperament, and talking to her can especially soothe people's hearts.

Ji Qingling smiled, he didn't expect that Li Dahai, a Chinese Tong, would also have such a wolf time.

Li Dahai said disapprovingly, "I have always felt that your Chinese culture is very magical, tea has a tea ceremony, incense has incense, what kind of chess is there, is there such a thing as a kitchen?" ”

"Kitchen?" Zhang Yuan looked at him suspiciously.

"I think Ji is a person who is good at cooking, and the food she cooks is delicious, the best I have ever had in China!" Li Dahai gave a thumbs up without hesitation, "You must try her craftsmanship one day, and you will definitely agree with my opinion." ”

Ji Qingling frowned, "Li Dahai, don't praise me so much, how can this kind of thing that is difficult to get into the hall of elegance compare with you making tea and burning incense, you are Yangchun Baixue, and I am a person from Xiariba." ”

"The people take food as the sky, how can it be said that it is difficult to enter the hall of elegance?" Zhang Yuan said, "Li Dahai seems to be easy-going, but he is actually very picky, he said that good things must be good, you shouldn't be arrogant." ”

"I'm not presumptuous, I really just fry a few home-cooked dishes." Ji Qingling felt that she was really embarrassed, and she didn't dare to call herself a gourmand in her previous life, she was just a well-known blogger on a food website, and now everyone praised her for her good cooking skills, wouldn't she be ashamed.

"I'm also delicious, but I'm a cooking idiot, next time you must let me taste your craftsmanship, you can't favor one over the other." Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

"Your hobbies are too extensive, worthy of being my master," Li Dahai smiled, "Qingling, do you know that Zhang Yuan is a famous writer?" ”

"Huh? She didn't mention it, "Zhang Yuan has always been secretive about her personal life, Ji Qingling looked at her unexpectedly and adoringly, Zhang Yuan's calmness and self-confidence and independence are what she lacks the most, "I don't have any culture, and I admire you cultural people the most." ”

"You're not educated? If you are uneducated, how many educated people will you have to die? Zhang Yuan said angrily, "Qingling, I felt that you seemed to be very inferior from the first time I saw you, can you sue me why?" ”

Zhang Yuan and Ji Qingling have similar personalities when they practice yoga, and they also go to have a meal and drink afternoon tea from time to time, but the two have a tacit understanding that they will not talk too much about their personal lives, and they have a bit of a gentleman's friendship that is as light as water.

But this feeling has been in her heart for a long time, as a writer, she is amazingly observant, and has an extremely sensitive and delicate heart. Although she admires Ji Qingling a person, from the first time she saw her, she felt that there was always a touch of depression between her eyebrows, and then this feeling of depression faded, and the inferiority that revealed from her bones always lingered.

Although she doesn't know Ji Qingling very well, she thinks that this little girl is not bad, she has a good personality, she is young, her education is good, judging from the car she drives, her family background should not be bad, and she is married, it stands to reason that her life is very smooth, and she can even be regarded as a winner in life, what is there to be depressed about such an enviable life? And how can a person like her have low self-esteem? Even if she is an imaginative writer, she can't figure out the joints. R1152