In early autumn, the mountains begin to be covered with colors, and the plants are draped in colorful natural dyes like graffiti on a drawing board.

On this morning, an old man came to the tea shed to drink tea, only to see him with a childish face, a ruddy complexion, and a bit of fairy spirit. The old man drank a bowl of tea, put down the bowl, and said bluntly:

"Your tea is a little different."

Nong Wangnian said respectfully: "Please give me more advice!" ”

The old man was not polite: "That's good." ”

So, the old man took out a small amount of tea from his baggage, opened a thick yellowed paper bag, and said: "Look at this tea leaf, it is as thin as a soft finger, the leaf color is shiny, slightly yellow and green, and the dry fragrance is pure." ”

After reading it, the old man handed it to Nong Wangnian, he hurriedly continued, took it in his hand and took a closer look, smelled it again, and sure enough, it was extraordinary, so he asked, "How is this made?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "Now, you can use my tea brewing to understand." ”

Nong Wangnian hurriedly poured boiling water to brew, and after a while, I saw that the tea leaves were slowly spread out in the bowl, like a fairy, the soup was yellow, clear and slightly green, and the aroma was overflowing.

Anxious to know the answer, he asked, "Please let the old gentleman know!" ”

The old man said: "This tea is the first tea, that is, the tea before the Ming Dynasty, a bud and a leaf, called Maojian, very expensive." ”

Nong Wangnian let out an "oh", he knew this.

So, he asked: "How can this tea be resistant to brewing, and how can the aroma last?" ”

The old man said: "The first tea leaves are fresh and tender, but the nutrition is sufficient, and it is not suitable to stir-fry over high heat, and the fire should be moderate." ”

Nong Wangnian nodded yes.

The old man continued: "When stir-frying tea, you must be patient, calm and calm, not in a hurry, if you are in a hurry, the heat is out of control, it is easy to have a kind of burnt taste, the fire is small, and the taste cannot come out, and the emphasis is on the proportion." ”

Nong Wangnian said "uh-huh" and thanked him.

The old man seems to be enlightening Nongwangnian: "It is not easy to be a tea man, and it is even more difficult to be a top tea man." ”

Nong Wangnian continued to ask for advice: "Please give advice to the old gentleman, I am very grateful!" ”

The old man took a sip of tea and said: "This way of making tea is very deep, and it requires dedication to cultivation, in addition to the basic skills of making tea, it is also necessary to integrate the essence of the tea ceremony to make good tea." ”

Nong Wangnian thought for a while and asked, "May I ask the old man, how do you talk about this tea ceremony?" ”

The old man said: "To put it simply, making tea should also pay attention to the way of heaven, earth and people. ”

Nong Wangnian praised again and again.

The old man continued, "This day represents the father of nature, this land is like the mother of nature, and the growth of tea leaves is due to their miraculous creation. ”

Nong Wangnian hurriedly asked: "What about the people?" ”

The old man is in good spirits, and the more he talks, the more he tastes: "This person not only refers to the person who makes tea, but also the person who tastes tea. And the tea man is an important medium in this. ”

Nong Wangnian felt more and more that the old man was profound, so he nodded vigorously.

The old man said meaningfully, "This is the same word, what we pay attention to is the nature of tea." Think about it, when everyone drinks tea, is it all gentle and drizzly, and drink it in harmony. ”

Nongwang Nian was like an initiation, and he said repeatedly, "Yes, that's the reason. ”

The old man said as if making a summary: "Therefore, the top masters of tea making consciously or unconsciously follow the laws of nature, that is, heaven, earth and people, and pay attention to a harmonious atmosphere, harmony and beauty. ”

Nong Wangnian hurriedly thanked him and bowed respectfully to the old man.

The old man's mouth was dry, and he hurriedly drank a few sips of tea, put down the tea bowl and said:

"The quality of your tea is good, the taste is not bad, and you may still lack a little art of production. As long as you are strictly controlled in the process of making tea, I will ensure that you make good tea. ”

The old man directly pointed out the crux of the problem.

Nong Wangnian said: "Please give me advice!" ”。

The old man looked at the tea in the bowl, and after a while, he raised his head and said: "When picking tea, the tea picked at different times should be made in batches, and the tea should not be confused. ”

Nong Wangnian seemed to have realized something, and nodded again and again.

Subsequently, the old man added:

"If it's brewed with mountain spring water, the effect is even better. Ordinary water is hard and contains more impurities, and the brewed tea is astringent, and the taste of the tea is naturally poor. ”

Nong Wangnian said, "Well, that's right. ”

The old man continued to say deeply: "This mountain spring water is softer than ordinary water, the taste is pure, and there is a clear and sweet taste, so the tea brewed is sweet and refreshing, and the aftertaste is endless. ”

When Nong Wangnian heard this, he already admired this strange old man.

The old man looked at him with a soft gaze, like a friend, and said, "You can try it, taste it carefully, and see if it looks like this." ”

Nong Wangnian hurriedly said, "Okay, I will appreciate it in the future." ”

The old man was about to get up and take his leave.

When Nong Wangnian saw it, his heart was full of gratitude, and he was anxious to know who this old man was, so he dared to ask, "Dare to ask the old gentleman's name?" ”

The old man put it mildly: "It's just a passerby, it's not worth leaving a name." ”

Subsequently, the old man handed over a small bag of tea seeds to Nong Wangnian and said: "You take it, and in the spring of next year, you will take these five tea seeds to the tea garden for cultivation, and you will have good tea in the coming year." With that, he turned and left.

Nong Wangnian unexpectedly got the guidance of the masters, and also got an unexpected five tea seeds, which he never dreamed of. Could it be that this old man is the "God of Tea" that his father said!

Perhaps this is a kind of providence.

Nong Wangnian looked at the old man, only to see that he walked with a light gait, and disappeared at the end of the mountain road like a gentle wind. And Nong Wangnian still stood in place, looking at the empty direction......

Nong Wangnian always felt that the old man had a fairy aura on his body, and he flew away.

After the old man left, Nong Wangnian decided to do two things immediately after some thought:

One is to go up the mountain with his family to worship his father, and he finally found the "God of Tea". This is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

The second is to keep the five tea seeds that the old man gave him. For this reason, he wrapped layer after layer of hard paper, for fear that something would go wrong, and after wrapping it, he hung it on the beam. He is like a treasure, waiting only for the coming spring. This expectation is a kind of happiness for him.

That morning, he took his family to his father's grave.

When he came to the grave, Nong Wangnian led his family to burn incense and kowtow, and he cried with joy: Father, I have finally found the "God of Tea", I have found it, please rest in peace with my father!

So, in the year of Nongwang, he burned paper money, poured home-brewed grain wine, and lit a few long firecrackers, the sound of which broke the silence of the mountains and forests.

In Nong Wangnian's view, today is a special day, the crackling sound of firecrackers has never been so loud and agitated as today, he feels that this is not only to comfort his father's spirit in the sky, but also to release his years of depression and depression.

In his painstaking search, in the silent waiting, he finally got his wish.

It was early spring, and Nong Wangnian first led his son up the mountain and carefully planted the precious five tea seeds, just like planting the tea seedlings he hoped for. At that moment, he was delighted.

In order to prevent accidents, he directly built a shack in the tea mountain, and the father and son took turns guarding it day and night, preparing to carefully protect the tea seedlings.

After planting the tea seeds, he asked his wife to lead the tea pickers to pick fresh tea leaves on time, and he looked forward to making the first batch of new tea with special significance.

The family, up and down the mountain, is very busy. A new tea movement is quietly brewing in this seemingly inconspicuous farmhouse in the Yunwu Mountains.