Chapter 8 Smell the Tea and Know the Tea

Early the next morning.

Dinghai Tea House.

This is the most upscale teahouse in Jinghai City.

Tea house, private room.

A thin-looking, bookish middle-aged man was sitting alone drinking tea.

The door opened, and Bu Qingge walked in.

Governor Wang raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said coldly: "Come uninvited, disturb the quiet, go out." ”

Bu Qingge smiled and said: "Uncle Wang didn't invite me, but I had no choice but to invite people to the tea fragrance, so I had to come." ”

These words made President Wang a little interested, and he held a teapot in his hand: "There is a smell of tea in ancient times, if you can tell what kind of tea this is, I will give you three minutes." Otherwise, you will go back to whence you came from. ”

Bu Qingge closed his eyes, stepped forward, and sniffed carefully.

His current body has evolved to the extreme of human beings, and his perception is extremely sharp. Although the fragrance of the tea is light, under his careful tasting, the feeling is very rich.

After smelling it, Bu Qingge sighed: "Uncle Wang, you are not authentic, this tea is not a tea that can be bought on the market." ”

Governor Wang said, "Huh": "Let's hear it." ”

Bu Qingge replied: "This is wild tea, or high mountain tea, and it is the first tea picked before the rain in the valley." ”

President Wang stroked his palms and laughed: "I didn't expect you to be young, but you are a master. You may be seated. ”

Bu Qingge didn't sit: "This is the wild tea of Gushan, picked to Dali Mountain, on the top of the peak." ”

Wang Xingchang was shocked: "You can even smell this? That's right, this is exactly what a friend personally went up the mountain to pick for me a few months ago." ”

Walking Song continued: "This tea is fragrant, and it is hand-fried by the method of passing tea and stir-frying tea, which is worthy of the best. It's a pity that your friend's branch for roasting tea has mixed in some leaves, and the cooking time is shorter than thirty seconds, resulting in the tea fragrance not being revealed. This is a little white jade. ”

President Wang was shocked, immediately got up, and said respectfully: "Although you are young, it is really disrespectful that you have such a study of the tea ceremony. You may be seated, please be seated. ”

Bu Qingge sat down at this time.

Bu Qingge actually didn't have much research on the tea ceremony. He knew this because his grandfather was merciful. Bu Qiuren is an authentic and elegant person, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, hops, tea. The wild tea of Dali Mountain, his grandfather picked it with his own hands, fried it with his own hands, and tasted it with his own mouth.

And with his current memory, he can recall any thing he has experienced at any time as long as he wants to. Even every detail of it is as clear as it sees. Therefore, as soon as Bu Qingge smells it, he can accurately tell the picking place and time of this tea.

As for the last sentence, "The cooking time of the pot is thirty seconds shorter", this is purely pretended. He has never fried tea, so he knows how many seconds it takes to cook the pot.

This pretentious gesture couldn't have been better.

President Wang didn't mention any "three minutes" anymore, and chatted with him for a long time. Bu Qingge's answer was just right, which always amazed President Wang.

Wang Xingchang sighed: "The so-called 'there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people', hey, I think I am an elegant person, but compared with you, little brother, I am actually a layman in the red dust." ”

Bu Qingge said modestly: "Don't dare to be." ”

Governor Wang smiled: "After we have talked about this elegant matter, it is time to talk about mundane things." Little brother is looking for me this time, I don't know what you have to do? ”

Bu Qingge talked about the loan.

President Wang groaned: "Zhengrong Arts and Crafts Factory, I have heard of this, and it is somewhat famous in our city. The loan of two million is indeed not very large. However, if you want us to release the loan, and you have to release it within three days......"

Governor Wang shook his head and smiled.

Bu Qingge raised his glass and saluted: "I know that Uncle Wang will definitely be able to help with this." ”

President Wang took a sip of tea: "Yes, I can help, the question is, why should I help?"

Bu Qingge smiled confidently: "Because I can give Uncle Wang you, what you need the most." ”

President Wang frowned, clasped his hands to his chest, and said, "That's crazy. I, Wang Dongsheng, am notoriously desireless, what can you use to impress me? money, beauty, power, or something else?"

Bu Qingge replied calmly: "I look at Uncle Wang's complexion, it looks ruddy, but it is actually flushed. Looking at Uncle Wang's eyes, it seems that there is a god, but in fact, his eyes are scattered, and his black eyes are dull and his white eyes are dark. Listening to Uncle Wang's breathing again, sometimes it was rapid and heavy, and sometimes it was low and weak. ”

"If what I expected is not bad, Uncle Wang is actually extremely weak in body and in very poor spirit. It looks okay now, but in fact, it is just a refreshing medicine to forcibly hang this spirit. Even, Uncle Wang also took a trace amount of stimulants. Am I right?"

Wang Xingchang was shocked: "You, how do you know?"

Bu Qingge replied: "My grandfather Bu Qiuren, who studied under Mr. Wang Zuohua, one of the four famous doctors in modern times, is a famous modern Chinese medicine master. He has practiced medicine for 50 years, and his medical skills are exquisite, and he has lived countless lives. And I, I got the true inheritance of my grandfather. ”

Governor Wang didn't say a word, and stretched out his hand: "I'm disrespectful again, little brother, please take the pulse." ”

After careful diagnosis and treatment, Bu Qingge said: "Uncle Wang's five heart is irritable, night sweats, emaciated, tongue is yellow, and the pulse is like a flood. ”

Disappointment flashed in President Wang's eyes: "Oh, is it?"

"It's not. Bu Qingge replied categorically: "This is actually yang deficiency and heat, and floating yang is more and more." ”

President Wang patted the case: "That's right. I have seen countless Chinese and Western medicines, and it was only in the end that I was diagnosed that this was not yin deficiency, but yang deficiency. Little brother, you God. ”

"It's a pity it's useless. He smiled bitterly: "This disease has haunted me for more than ten years, and the diagnosis was wrong before, and the more it was treated, the more it became weaker, and now it has become a terminal illness." ”

Bu Qingge said sympathetically: "Uncle Wang must have had a hard time in the past few years. ”

President Wang was silent for a while, tears rolling in his eyes. He said excitedly: "The people of Quanjinghai City say that I, Wang Dongshan, have no desires and no desires, but who knows, who can know, I also want to drink fine wine, eat delicious food, and sleep beautifully, I don't want to meow, it's that this body can't meow!"

"It's just a matter of playing that bullshit, if it goes on like this, I won't live for two years. I don't want to die, I'm in my early fifties. ”

Speaking of this, two lines of tears flowed down President Wang's face.

President Wang is also a big man in Jinghai City, and now he is crying in front of a junior, which shows the pain in his heart, and the pain to the bone marrow!

Taking a sip of tea, Bu Qingge said, "Uncle Wang, I don't guarantee that you can do whatever you want." However, I promise you won't have to be without desires in the future. ”

Governor Wang looked at him in disbelief and said in a trembling voice, "What do you mean by that?"

Bu Qingge smiled slightly: "I said, I can give you what you need most." ”

After a pause, he said word by word, "I can give you health." ”

President Wang was shocked, and exclaimed: "You, what did you say?"

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