Wei Xiaobao in the crowd was keenly aware that since the tea fight began and Wang Qianqin blurted out the words "eliminate eternal day", she no longer had the detachment that she had in the past.

On the side of the little scholar Qingwen, among the four rabbits, the fragrance did not stay.

Nor did the petals eventually condense into a single flower in the air.

To be precise, the faint vaporized flower that floated out of the core of the lamp was gathering and scattering, gathering and scattering...... Until it dissipates.

It's just that on the wall of the cup, the soup is there.

The tea tasters raised their cups, and before they could explore the tea soup, every tea drinker already felt: the first wisp of fragrance that could be captured was very light, even tasteless, but miraculously, after a drink, the tea vapor was lightly gushing between the teeth and cheeks, between the lips and tongue......

After the faint bitterness, the tea tasters will have a trace of sweetness, which makes people taste it, and then they can't give it up, taste it, and then they can't stop......

Even, the tea tasters were drawn by the fragrance of tea, and some of them entered a certain state, and began to be in a trance......

Then, every tea drinker began to have a disconnection of memory in their minds, and they were really in a trance......

The process of drinking tea is actually very fast.

And the end comes, even faster.

After a drink, every tea taster's mind seems to be washed into a blank......

The four tea drinkers here don't remember what kind of aroma the little scholar Qingwen's tea had just now, and what kind of taste is as clear as a lotus, but all of them have the satisfaction and joy that they can't say, as if they have "gotten something". It's just that the tea tasters don't remember, and they don't know what it is.

Only the old man Qingyun was still so calm as usual. He caught a glimpse of the "water marks" in the little scholar Qingwen's tea bowl from a distance, nodded with relief, slowly returned to his chair, and said:

"Well, the 'bite' effect is excellent, and the water marks did not appear immediately. ”

Listening to Master Qingyun's comment, Wang Qianqing's face turned crimson, she knew that she had a brown gap with the little scholar Qingwen due to improper time control in this regard.

After the tea tasters unconsciously lost their memories of the stalls, eight teacups were still placed in front of the four tea tasters...... They finally came back to their senses again.

Whether it is a spectator in the audience or a tea drinker sitting in a precarious position, everyone can clearly distinguish: Wang Qianqian's tea soup is bright white in color, and the little scholar Qingwen's is inferior, and the color is blue and white. Here, it seems that Wang Qianhao is slightly ahead.

Jiushan pointed to the little scholar Qingwen's rabbit lamp and said with a smile: "Look, the soup flowers are fluttering in the bowl, and the rabbit patterns (oil drop patterns) on the porcelain bowl follow, as if they have been pulled and lived, which is very interesting!"

is more than the soup color, and the little scholar Qingwen is obviously inferior to Wang Qianqing.

But with the help of the special glaze color of the local tyrant pot, the little scholar Qingwen is better than the senior sister.

As for the material, in view of the fact that the little scholar Qingwen's tea leaves are very afraid of brewing, she has repeatedly extended the time, and the hot water has always maintained a gentle and gradual heating progress, so that the tea in the tea leaves can be exported softly and little by little, which can be described as impatient and single-minded.

Magu, who had not spoken for a long time, brought the rabbit cup to her eyes, and she was surprised to see the light yellow spots on the black glaze of the rabbit cup, and the deep, blue halo that surrounded it was extremely deep and quiet......

couldn't help it, Magu left her seat.

She came to the old man Qingyun excitedly and respectfully offered the tea in front of the old man.

Everyone was shocked by Mapo's behavior, so they gathered around, and those who pressed the bet widened their eyes to see what was famous in this tea.

......

The old man Qingyun trembled and took the rabbit lamp, carefully studying the looming pattern in the lamp.

After a long time, he said word by word:

"Yao-change-sky-eye-"

Even the old man Qingyun never expected that one of these four rabbits would surprise the long-lost "Yao Chang Tianmu".

As soon as the four words came out, the crowd rang out.

Although many people have not heard of the rabbit lamp, they have heard that in the early years, the fish roe once brought back a set of extremely precious Tianmu glaze from outside the mountain......

Everyone is scrambling forward, all wanting to see the legendary "Shui Danqing" - "Yao Changing Tianmu".

Baili Xi stood far behind the crowd, and through the layers of heads, he also looked over.

At this time, the "Yao Changing Heavenly Eye" cup in the hand of this Qingyun old man was held high above his head......

The lamp is light and agile, moving in the sun, like a starry sky, starry, mysterious......

At this time, Baoyu also stood at the outskirts of the crowd in a daze, he was completely confused by the second monk, and he didn't understand what it was that attracted everyone's interest.

Master Qingyun sniffed the cup lightly, and then closed his eyes again and savored it carefully and silently.

Slowly, he opened his eyes again and said to everyone, "Participate in business—"

"Life is not visible, but it is like a participant. "Could it be that the old man Qingyun saw his old acquaintances and his former ancestors through the cup? !

At this time, He Xiangu finally understood the meaning of the three words that Wang Qianhao said at first - "eliminate eternal day". This cup can kill the eternal day and withstand the eternal sorrow!

Perhaps, the tea king knew the coming end as early as the moment the tea barrel was opened. Now that He Xiangu thinks about it, Wang Qianqing's indifferent bearing from beginning to end has not lost the respect of the tea king at all, because she has long known that she will not be able to defeat the little scholar Qingwen, who is a step higher......

Wang Qianqing gave a deep bow to the old man Qingyun and said something. Old Man Qingyun nodded, and then, Old Man Qingyun whispered with several other tea drinkers, and after that, everyone began to wait patiently.

The old man Qingyun fell his gaze on Qingwen, the little scholar at the back of the crowd, and motioned for her to come over.

The little scholar Qingwen walked through the "small way" that the crowd had moved out of the way, and came to the old man Qingyun......

The old man held the hand of the little scholar Qingwen in one hand and Wang Qianqin's hand in the other, and said to the four tea drinkers:

"Qianhao suggested that the rules of the 'three fights and two wins' competition in previous years should be changed. Just now, I discussed with you, and none of the four tea drinkers had any objection to this proposal...... Well, now it's up to you to decide!"

......

After a long period of discussion, Magu represented the four tea tasters and announced it to everyone:

"Wang Qianqing's tea is clear and beautiful, and it has an amazing trend. The tea of the little scholar Qingwen is gentle and leisurely, and has compassion.

"Just as praised by the Tea King, today's tea of the two is for the 'eternal day'......

"The two are famous teachers, do they really have their own strengths?"

Everyone pressed their mood and waited anxiously for Magu's next words.

Magu said in a deep voice: "The long days are long, and they are gone, what is the night and the night." It starts and ends here......

Her voice trembled with excitement:

Therefore, the tea that makes people lose their memories is actually the tea that retains the deepest memory of everything!"

Everyone held their breath, as if they were also moved, and it seemed that they did not understand anything.

Magu continued: "Therefore, it is the tea art of the little scholar Qingwen that wins!"

The old man Qingyun was satisfied and raised the arm of the little scholar Qingwen......

Under the old locust tree, the little scholar Qingwen, Wang Qianqin and Magu stood opposite each other, the tea cups had been removed, and the surroundings were empty......

Magu was the first to break the peace, and she said to the little scholar Qingwen with a calm face:

"I have used countless tea sets in my life, but I have never used the 'Yao Change Tianmu', today, you have fulfilled the wishes of the old students, I have no regrets. ”

Magu added: "However, this year's victory is not in the cup. ”

Suddenly, a cool breeze hit and lifted the veil of Magu, and the little scholars Qingwen and Wang Qianqin seemed to be about to see the true face of their mother-in-law behind the veil......

However, Magu rose up and left with the wind.

The little scholar Qingwen looked at Magu who was far away in the twilight, and she had a premonition: this time, I am afraid that it will be goodbye to Magu......

"Flowers bloom and fall all over the body, and the days are long and 'disappear forever'. Wang Qianhao smiled and said appreciatively to the little scholar Qingwen.

Wang Qianhao smiled, like a stroke of new ink on the white paper, and opened a piece of Danqing ink with endless meaning......

He Xiangu looked at the two fairy-like young girls from a distance, and felt that Zhongxing had begun, and she was comforted.

In the depths of the distant mountains, there was a loud voice from a young man who didn't know how to take the house: "In September, the tea chrysanthemums are fragrant, and the chrysanthemums are fragrant when they are made into wine." Others make wine for guests, and my sister makes wine for lovers—"

It seems that the annual "tea fight" is over, however, the season of tea tasting, visitors, visiting relatives, and talking has just arrived......

Xue Pan and Wei Xiaobao made a lot of money through this tea fight.