Zhao Ping found that now he pushes the filial piety car by hand, and he feels that the car is still a little shaky, and it would be great if he could produce springs and tires.

The mother looked at Zhao Ping and motioned to Cuizhu to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, meaning that she wanted Zhao Ping to compose a poem.

Zhao Ping had no choice but to ponder for a while, and then recited a poem:

"Like water and mud, mixed at will, ever-changing from the heart. How can the fire burn the axe and chisel it, and build the Great Wall to protect the homeland. ”

The mother was a little disappointed, even Zhao Ping also felt that this poem was much worse than the poem of the drunken spring breeze, but this is an advertising poem, and its original intention is to clearly express the efficacy and role of fairy cement, so that people can accept this new thing as soon as possible.

Zhao Ping explained to his mother.

Tea is an elegant object that has been handed down for thousands of years and integrated into the upstream society, and has become a compulsory course for literati to discuss the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Therefore, as long as the poems about tea are not too outrageous, people will be able to accept them through their hearts.

And fairy cement must be accurately expressed in order for people to accept it; There is no comparison between the two.

Hearing Zhao Ping's explanation, my mother's heart felt better.

Alas, there is no way, Zhao Ping is too tired to get such a mother who is extremely rich in the temperament of a liberal arts girl.

Zhao Ping, an engineering boy, must translate engineering things into the language of liberal arts through poetry, and must constantly switch roles between liberal arts and science!

This role is really painful for Zhao Ping, an engineering man.

After the successful acceptance of the fairy cement, Zhao Ping decided to use the fairy cement to strengthen the foundation of the wall of Zhaojiazhuang, and then build the council hall, primary school, preschool and martial arts school, and then build the road in Zhaojiazhuang in all directions, and then build various communities, and finally build a castle in the Anfu clay pottery workshop to protect it.

Of course, Xie Shen is even happier now, now that his immortal coke has an immortal cement pouring workshop, he is no longer afraid of high temperature leakage, and the success of immortal coke is just around the corner.

Now the martial arts academy has gradually embarked on the right track, but the academy lacks a "political commissar" type master to manage the lives of students, educate culture, transmit the ideas of loyalty, patriotism, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, and preach and teach them to solve their doubts.

However, Zhaojiazhuang is a remote countryside far away from the county seat in the eyes of literati, and it is still a place full of copper odor, and even those so-called poems are stained with copper odor.

In order to let his uncle paint a landscape painting on the teacup and write poems at the same time, Zhao Ping was nervous and brought a bag of fried green and flowered and customized Jingdezhen special porcelain teacups along with the poem.

"The dwarf paper is oblique and idle, and the fine milk plays tea in the sunny window."

The uncle gently recited the poem of the landing tour while tasting the boiled tea.

Looking at the green tea in Zhao Di's teacup, there are no camellias, no magical changes, just a few clusters of light green new leaves or yellow-green buds, the soup color is very light, and it can almost illuminate the clear green and bright figures.

The soup is so light, does it still taste like tea?

Just as my uncle was hesitating, my aunt came over.

Zhao Di often comes over, and he has become a regular guest for his uncle, and when he saw his aunt, he hurriedly gave a big gift, this is Xiao Langjun's aunt, and he can't miss the number of courtesies.

These days, she has insomnia and her spirit has been sluggish, she came over smelling the fragrance of tea, and said to Zhao Di: "What is here makes me feel much better." ”

Zhao Di hurriedly saluted and replied: "Tell my aunt, this is the new tea from Zhaojiazhuang, it is a kind of green tea, and the name is Drunken Spring Breeze." ”

My aunt felt a little sleepy, and when she saw the delicate teacups and the color of the tea leaves and soup, she couldn't help asking, "Can you also bring me a cup of this tea?" ”

Zhao Di immediately respectfully gave his aunt a cup of tea, and then told her how to drink it.

After my aunt took it, she first let the tea lid reveal a gap, then looked at the color of the soup, took a few sips, and slowly tasted it and said, "It is indeed a refreshing fragrance." Drink bitter and then sweet, lips and teeth fragrant, as if it feels better than brushing teeth. ”

"What is it that deserves such praise from my cousin?" A person's voice came from outside the living room, and it turned out that Luo An, the shopkeeper of Jing'an Restaurant, had arrived.

Zhao Di hurriedly stepped forward to salute Qian Shao, and Luo An immediately returned the salute, but his eyes couldn't take his eyes off the teacup on the desk.

When my aunt saw my cousin coming, she was even happier and said, "It's not a fresh variety of tea sent by your cousin-in-law's nephew Zhao Ping, called a drunken spring breeze." After tasting a few sips for my sister, I feel refreshed, the taste is bitter first and then sweet, and my lips and teeth are fragrant. My brother might as well try it. ”

Zhao Di hurriedly and respectfully made a cup of tea for Luo An.

After Luo An took it, he took a sip gently, first raised his eyebrows, then soothed his eyebrows, and then let go and tasted it slowly, the more he tasted it, the happier he became, and before he knew it, he had finished tasting a cup of tea.

Zhao Di then added boiling water to him and let him continue to taste it, until after the third opening, the taste of the tea was basically exhausted.

Luo An saw that everyone was looking at him, nodded and commented: "This tea taste, it seems that it should be three open." The taste is exactly what my cousin said. Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving, Taibai poetry is also suitable for this tea. ”

Speaking of this, Luo An suddenly pressed his stomach, and then sighed in surprise: "Hey, it's strange, after tasting this tea, my stomach feels much better, and it is no longer pantothenic." Cousin, I want as much tea as I want, you should take pity on your cousin. ”

The aunt looked at the uncle who had a somewhat unhappy face, turned her head to look at Zhao Di and asked, "Virtuous nephew, how much drunken spring breeze did you bring this time?" ”

Zhao Di hurriedly stepped forward to salute his aunt and said, "Tell my aunt, this drunken spring breeze has just come out, a total of ten catties." In order to honor his uncle, Xiao Langjun specially asked his little nephew to send ten catties, and asked his uncle to correct him. ”

The aunt glanced in the direction of Zhaojiazhuang, then looked between her husband and her cousin a few times, nodded and said, "What a good nephew of the official, such a beautiful thing is the first to think of his uncle." In this way, I thank your uncle on behalf of Xiao Langjun. This drunken spring breeze is good, it is very good for his uncle and cousin, I will accept this ten catties with the cousin of Xiao Langjun of the virtuous nephew, you go back and tell your Xiao Langjun, let him send another ten catties. ”

The uncle hurriedly turned his head, he had only heard of his uncle and aunt, but he had never heard of his cousin, which made them put their faces on their faces.

Zhao Di hurriedly agreed and left.

Seeing Zhao Di's letter, Zhao Ping wanted to cry without tears!

Cousin, it's the first time Zhao Ping has heard this word, well, this is indeed his cousin!

But I gave it to my uncle, but I didn't expect it and forgot my cousin, so I had to agree.

After receiving the drunken spring breeze, my uncle wanted to write and paint Zhao Ping's tea box and teacup.

After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that my level was still lacking in some heat.

So he took Zhao Di and brought Yuan Xuezheng there.

In fact, the drunken spring breeze has become a tribute tea that has spread in the upper echelons, and even Zhao Ping's cousin Luo An vaguely knows the news.

Uncle really deserves to be a nerd, but he didn't know about it.

Of course, Luo An knew about the relationship between Zhao Ping and his uncle, and the purpose of his visit was to see how amazing this drunken spring breeze known as Gongcha was.

Because at this time, the drunken spring breeze has not yet been marketed due to production.

I don't know if people will be able to accept new tea.

Not to mention the fact that it comes at a hefty price.

Come to Yuan Xuezheng.

Yuan Xuezheng did not hesitate to agree to draw and write for Zhao Ping.

However, Zhao Ping was asked to give him at least twenty catties of "drunken spring breeze" every year, and the cost was also not said.

When his wife Yuan Qian heard this, his uncle Qian Shao couldn't be left behind.

Now Zhao Ping not only has a cousin, but also a senior uncle.

At least ten pounds will be given.

Again, there is no mention of fees.

Zhao Ping had to agree.

However, from the literati such as Yuan Xuezheng, his uncle and his own uncle, some literati who are accustomed to drinking traditional brewed tea do not have much resistance to fresh green tea.

It seems that there is still a market for new tea for some literati.

The cousin represents the businessman, and they are more optimistic about the drunken spring breeze green tea.

This is a good sign.

Xixing came to the teahouse to tell stories again, but found that some rich tea customers in the private room on the second floor did not drink the big bowl of boiled tea as before, but a thing like a wine cup that he had never seen before, and it was also a kind of porcelain-like thing.

Xixing couldn't help but lament, he was still working hard for three meals a day, and he was still happy to be able to drink tea occasionally in the teahouse, who knew that now someone actually has porcelain to taste tea.

Porcelain, it's too extravagant!

What a waste!

What's even more amazing is that this tea does not have the strange smell of ginger and garlic, but a leisurely fragrance!

If you smell it carefully, there seems to be a chestnut fragrance, the soup color of the tea is even clearer and translucent, and the tea leaves are like wicker in the teacup.

Xixing couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, feeling that this fragrance was refreshing and energetic, and the storytelling felt better in memory, the word associations were richer, and the plot was more ups and downs.

Just the fragrance of tea is like this, so what is the taste of it, Xixing looked at it, his face suddenly turned pale, this kind of tea is fifty wen for a cup, and the tea he usually drinks is much more than this amount, only one or two yuan, it is a robbery.

Xixing just walked out of the private room, came to the hall and smelled the tea leaves with a strong ginger and garlic flavor, as if he felt like he had fallen from heaven to hell, and his heart suddenly changed from comfortable to uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but return to the private room, secretly looking at the soup color and teacup of the teacup.

This teacup looks like a misty mountain peak, and there is a lake at the bottom of the mountain, and there are boats on the lake, and there are people fishing on the boats.

There are people tasting tea next to the willow trees in the lake, some people playing chess, some people playing the piano, some people waving ink, some people painting, what a good scene of literati chanting poems and paintings, isn't this what my longing for?

Seeing Xixing looking at the teacup and swallowing his saliva, he kept looking at the teacup.

Zhao Di couldn't help but laugh secretly. So he arched his hands and said, "This brother seems to be a fellow believer. In that case, why not sit down and enjoy tea together and talk about life? Xiao Er, let's have a cup of drunken spring breeze. ”

Xiao Er agreed, and soon came up with a cup of drunken spring breeze.

Xixing bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Brother Ren." Brother Gao Yi dares to disobey his orders. ”

He tugged at the hem of his scribe's shirt and sat down at the desk.

Zhao Di is also dressed as a scribe, and after Zhao Ping's edification, he has long been Wuxia Ameng!

Although it cannot be said that he knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, "Three Hundred Tang Poems", "Three Hundred Long and Short Sentences", "Eight Essays of the Tang and Song Dynasties", etc., opened his eyes, and poetry and articles can be sprayed out at any time when talking with literati.

The more the two talked, the happier they became, and they almost felt like they hated each other.

Xixing saw a copy of "The Legend of the West Chamber" on the desk, and couldn't help but be stunned, and his eyes turned from the teacup to "The Legend of the West Chamber".

Xixing then arched his hands and said, "Dare to ask Brother Ren, what is the content of this "The Legend of the West Chamber", why has the younger brother never heard of it. ”