Chapter Twenty-Eight: Poetry and Tianxin Tea

It was summer, and it was noon, and the weather was very hot. A young man who looked like a scholar hurried to Longyan Village, his clothes were soaked and he was thirsty, so he went straight to the teahouse.

Entering the store, the scholar picked up a red-glazed tea bowl, sat down by the window, poured tea, and drank it slowly. After that, I drank a few bowls in a row, and said "good tea, good tea." ”

The farmer occasionally exchanged a few words with the scholars.

After drinking tea, the scholar's summer heat disappeared and he was in a good mood. On a hot day, this scholar suddenly became a poet and wrote a poem:

Millennial tea tree root,

10,000 spring buds are like the tip of the Buddha;

Don't talk about the palace as deep as the sea,

Hug the pot of tea race fairy.

Since then, Wu Qing has been inspired to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstones in the tea shop for tea guests to use in their poems.

It's early autumn, and the mountains are full of orange trees. A county magistrate with a few retinues went to Songyang County, which is adjacent to the county, to take office, passing by the tea shop.

"Official, please!" Wu Qing politely stepped forward to greet him.

The group entered the teahouse, and the county order looked at it, although it felt simple, but it had a different world.

Wu Qing made them tea.

I saw that Wu Qing first took water, warmed the cup, and then took out the green hair tip of Tianxinyan from the clay pot with a bamboo spoon, put it in a dark red porcelain pot, poured the first tea after washing the cup, and then poured the brewed tea into the cup, poured the tea to seven or eight points, and handed it to the county order: "Please taste the tea!" ”

The county commander took the teacup, picked it up, and was not in a hurry to drink it, but smelled the fragrance first, and then nodded and said, "The aroma is pervasive." ”

After taking a sip, he said, "The tea tastes sweet." ”

Wu Qing listened to the praise of the county order and did not interject.

When he drank the third cup, the county magistrate praised it: "The soup is slightly yellow, floating green, and the color and flavor are complete." ”

The county magistrate put down the teacup and asked in an accentuated tone: "Your tea is made of tea trees growing on the high mountain rocks?" ”

Wu Qing replied: "It is the tip of the hair made by my family's ancient tea tree, which is called Tianxin Rock Green." ”

The prefectural order praised: "Good tea name! ”

Wu Qing felt that the opportunity was rare, so he took the opportunity to recommend: "This ancient tea tree has been around for thousands of years, and it grows on Tianxin Rock, so it gets this name." ”

"I just heard about it, and I saw it today, and I tasted it again, and it really lived up to its reputation." The prefectural order complimented it.

Wu Qing hurriedly moved.

The accompanying personnel drank tea, tasted the taste, and also praised it: "This tea tastes good!" ”

It seems that the county order is also a temperamental person, when parting, he was impressed by this small tea shop in the mountains, moved by emotion, and realized something, so he inscribed a poem with great interest:

Agarwood overflows the Tianxin Rock,

Yunwu Tea Immortal Brewed Divine Soup;

Awaken the brain and clear eyes to cure stubborn diseases,

From then on, the heavens held the red rod.

In winter, the mountains are full of golden leaves. Soon after, it snowed in the mountains. The fragrance of tea in the farmhouse gives this cold and warm comfort, and also adds a layer of green charm to this vast world.

At noon that day, a wanderer returned to the cloudy mountains. As the horses were hurrying non-stop, and at this time they were cold, hungry, and thirsty, and he saw a teahouse on the side of the road, stopped his horse, and tied it to the stump, and the people came in unconsciously.

Lifting the curtain, he was attracted by a strong aroma of tea that was both familiar and unfamiliar. During the chat, I learned that he was a native of the Qin family in the mountains, called Qin Yuhe, who was engaged in the timber business in other places, and had not returned to his hometown for several years.

Wu Qing brewed a pot of Tianxin Rock green hair tip for Qin Yuhe, and handed over a cup of hot tea: "Please Mr. Taste tea!" ”

Qin Yuhe is also a master of tea tasting, and after drinking the first cup, he said, "Your tea has a faint orchid fragrance." "Sure enough, the export is extraordinary.

Wu Qing poured tea and said, "Sir, this tea does have the taste of orchid." ”

Putting down the teapot, he said: "There are a few wild nan trees next to my ancient tea tree, and there are a few orchids, and this tea absorbs the fragrance of flowers and trees." ”

When he finished drinking the second cup, Qin Yuhe said with certainty: "This tea is the first tea picked this year." ”

Wu Qing replied truthfully: "Yes, it was picked when the garden opened in spring." ”

During the chat, I learned that Qin Yuhe's family also had a small tea garden back then, but later the family was in the middle of the road and no one took care of it, so he went to other places to start a timber business, of course, in order to make a living and make a living.

Qin Yuhe smiled and said to Wu Qing: "After drinking your tea, I am much warmer now, very relieved, and refreshed." ”

Facing the hometown and the strong tea fragrance like homesickness, Qin Yuhe was reminded of the past and couldn't help but inscribe a poem:

The sacred tree has its own thousand-year-old wish,

The pot is rock green;

The wind and snow swept across the world,

Hold a cup of tea and think about the way forward;

Orchid still knows the taste of the world,

A bowl of jade liquid to explore the Qiong Building.

After writing the poem, Qin Yuhe said modestly: "I'm just a slippery mouth, and I'm ugly." After that, he was ready to take his leave.

At this time, Nong Lu took a pack of Tianxin Rock green hair tips and handed it to Qin Yuhe: "Please Mr. Reward!" ”

Qin Yuhe excused: "How embarrassing is this, it is useless." ”

"The folks in the township are considered to have known each other, and they often come to drink tea when they have time." Nonglu said.

"Alright then, it's better to be respectful than to obey." Qin Yuhe happily took the tea leaves, turned around again, and took out a small jade pendant from his package: "Leave a thought." Then he handed it to the farmer.

Don't live or die, Qin Yuhe insisted: "Take it, come and don't be rude." ”

Nonglu had no choice but to accept the gift.

The cold outside the door was pressing, Qin Yuhe jumped on the horse and arched his hand: "There will be a period later." ”

I saw him riding his horse and whipping, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the vast mountain road where the winter snow was flying.

In the spring of this year, a tea guest came who was on a long journey, and he was going to Shennongjia. After drinking a few sips of Tianxin tea, I was very happy and kept praising the fragrance of the tea.

The passer-by said to Wu Qing, the tea in your tea shop is too tasty, but I am a big old man, but I am not afraid of making a fool of myself, so I pondered a few sentences while drinking tea, which can be regarded as making up a smooth slip to express my tea heart.

This passer-by said: The title of the slip is called "Tea Heart".

Tianxin tea, moisten my heart;

The tea is clear, and I am clear.

Tianxin tea is in the hearts of people;

Tea wakes up, and I wake up;

Tianxin tea, a heart;

The tea is fragrant, and I am fragrant.

Tianxin tea, spring heart;

Tea has affection, I have affection,

Drink tea all night until dawn.

With that, he left the table.

At that time, the passer-by said that Wu Qing recorded it and thanked him repeatedly.

Afterwards, Wu Qing said: "This is quite interesting. ”

Nong Lu smiled and said, "Well, it's easy to remember and interesting. ”

At this time, the head tea of the Nonglu family has been on the market and has entered the turn of spring and summer. A brightly dressed and elegantly spoken tea guest came to the tea shop.

After meeting the farmer's house, the tea guest said, "I came here today. ”

Nong Lu said politely: "Please, thank you guest officer!" ”

This tea guest, while drinking tea, chanted poems, the poem "Tianxin A Bush of Spring":

Tianxin Rock is a cluster of spring,

Pretty in the clouds and mountains.

How many fireworks are blown away,

It's not as good as a cup of tea.

After finishing the poem, Nonglu hurriedly thanked him.

After reading it, Wu Qing said: This poem is wonderful in "a cluster of spring".

Nong Lu smiled and said: I like "Qiao Zhijun".

Wu Qing nodded and said, Well, it's really good.

Soon, the hall of the Yunwu Mountain Tea Workshop was full of various inscription poems by tea guests. Some literate and hyphenated tea customers hold teacups, and they will also follow the tea poems to recite words there, shaking their heads. These tea poems have indeed added a lot of elegance to the tea customers, and the tea shop has a taste invisibly. It is the so-called tea fragrant and mellow.