Su Ran took a sip of tea and raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect that this small tea stall would have such good tea, and she couldn't help but read a poem praising this tea.

"The mountain is high and the dew is wonderful, and the ancient trees are native to white shoots; Hidden cloud cliffs for thousands of years, now fragrant thousands of homes. ”

"At a young age, I know a lot about tea."

Su Ran turned his head sideways, and there were two people sitting at the leading table, an old man with a thin face, but his eyes were bright. The black green silk is mixed with gray and white silk, and the sparse beard is neatly trimmed. The clothes are very ordinary, but there is a pedantic Confucianism.

"The poems are good, too." The old man spoke.

Su Ran smiled, "Poetry, I didn't write it, and I don't understand tea very well." ”

She took a sip from the cup and said, "But this white tea retains a lot of its original fragrance." ”

"Do you understand tea or not?" On the left hand side of the old man sat a man dressed as a scholar, rolling his eyes at Su Ran.

Su Ran glanced at the scholar, "What do you think is the best way to understand tea?" ”

The scholar was stunned for a moment, and pouted, "Naturally I know the quality of tea......" He stopped, he felt that the latter words didn't seem to be able to say that he understood tea.

Su Ran smiled and said, "Do you want to say that being able to distinguish the quality of tea, understand the price of tea, the origin of tea, the process of tea, the storage of tea, the brewing of tea, the taste of tea, etc., is to understand tea?" ”

Before the scholar could speak, she said again: "Or did you write a few poems for it, and you also know tea?" ”

The boy opened his mouth, "Isn't that right?" ”

The old man looked at Su Ran with interest, and the tea drinker next to him also looked at Su Ran curiously.

Even the old man and the old woman at the tea stall looked at Su Ran with a smile, wondering what he would say next.

Su Ran shook the teapot that had lost the tea, and the old man came over at the right time and poured boiling water into the teapot.

"Thank you," Su Ran poured the teacup seven points full.

Cai said: "Yes, it's not right. ”

"How so?" The man next to him spoke.

Su Ran blew the hot tea in his hand, took a sip, smashed his mouth and said, "The tea ceremony is broad and profound, how can I say it clearly in one or two sentences?" ”

"Take this white tea you're drinking now! It belongs to a kind of green tea, when dried, it completely retains its fragrance, the taste is sweet and sweet, if you use a purple clay pot to put an appropriate amount of white tea, it will be better to simmer in completely boiled water for 60 breaths to drink. ”

"If I say that, can I also say that I understand tea?" Su Ran looked at the old man at the next table.

The old man touched his beard and was silent for a while, nodded, and said, "It's reasonable, and I can really understand it, but I don't seem to understand its essence." ”

"There are hundreds or thousands of varieties of tea, and few people can fully understand it."

Su Ran lowered his eyes, his grandfather said that the tea ceremony is broad and profound, and he has drunk tea all his life and does not dare to say that he understands tea completely. For every tea he has drunk, he can fully tell where it came from, how old it is, how it is made, etc.

"How do you know it's better to use a purple clay pot?" The scholar was a little unconvinced.

Su Ran glanced at him, how could this kid be a bit of a bar!

"This little boy is right, the old man uses a purple clay pot to make tea at home," the old man at the tea stall smiled and added some tea to the thin old man, turned his head to Su Ran and said:

"The little boy seems to be a tea lover." The old man smiled.

Su Ran just wanted to answer, but when he looked up and saw Zhu Mingli's carriage about to pass by, he said to the black donkey lying not far away:

"Big Black, stop that carriage." As he spoke, he pointed to the carriage that was not far away.

"Son" Da Hei lay on the ground boredly, heard the master's command, jumped up, howled and rushed up.

Su Rancai smiled and said to the old man of the tea stall: "I really love tea, I think drinking tea is a kind of demeanor, temperament, but also a kind of mentality and enjoyment." ”

"Tea is a quiet gentleman, a fairy in the forest, and a layman in the bamboo......"

After Su Ran finished speaking, he wanted to drink the tea on the tea trees in the space.

"Master, this young man is very interesting, and this donkey is even more interesting."

At the table in the corner of the tea stall, there are two people, one of whom is wearing a plain blue dress with his back to everyone, which makes people feel at a glance that the man's temperament is noble and extraordinary.

It was the man in the power suit on his left who spoke.

The man in the suit turned his head sideways to look at Su Ran, then turned his head and said to his master: "This young man is a good-looking thief, if he is a few years old, he may be compared with your master." ”

"Brother Su, it's been a long time!" Zhu Mingli approached and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Su Ran said: "Do you sit down and have a cup of tea to quench your thirst, or do you want to go to the county seat?" ”

Zhu Mingli looked up and said, "Let's go in first, Brother Shihai, they should be waiting for us." ”

"In that case, let's go!"

The corner of the tea stall has his back to everyone and has been a man with an extraordinary temperament who has been indifferent to anything he says, when zhu mingli called brother su.

The hand holding the cup paused, then seemed to think of something, and stroked the rim with his thumb.

Su Ran settled the account and said goodbye to the old man at the next table, then he called Da Hei and left with Zhu Mingli.

Before leaving, Zhu Mingli looked at the back of the old man who Su Ran greeted him, and he felt that the back of the old man was a little familiar.

When the man with an extraordinary temperament turned his head sideways, Su Ran just left, and Da Hei blocked her and Zhu Mingli's figures.

He looked at the black donkey thoughtfully, retracted his gaze, and asked the man in the pretend, "How old is that young man?" ”

"What teenager?" The man in the suit was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Did the master mean that the young man just now?" ”

The man in the power suit widened his eyes, and the master didn't look like someone who would be curious about others.

The man with an extraordinary temperament glanced at him, and he was extremely cold.

The man in the suit swallowed, "About twelve or thirteen years old!" ”

The man's eyes flashed with a streamer.

"Zhu Mingli, are you very familiar with the county seat?"

Zhu Mingli took Su Ran to an inn called Kelaiju.

"Anyway, I have come to the county seat to study for two years, and this road is quite familiar."

Su Ran was surprised, "I always thought you were studying in the town, but I didn't expect it to be in the county seat." ”

Zhu Mingli smiled, "It's only been two years, let's go in." ”

When the two walked into the inn, they saw that there were several people sitting at a table closest to the door, including Lin Shihai, Niu Junfeng, Ma Zhenghong, Luo Xun, and two Su Ran who didn't know each other.

"Mingli, Brother Su, you two are finally here." Niu Junfeng was the first to see the two.

Others also looked at it.

Su Ran and Zhu Mingli walked over.

"You've been waiting a long time? I was on my way with Brother Su early in the morning. ”

"No, no, Xinyuan and Wen Yi also stayed at this inn, but they came yesterday." Niu Junfeng waved his hand and said.

Lin Shihai said with a smile: "The room has been booked for you, let's let go first, and then we will go to dinner together." ”

Zhu Mingli looked at Su Ran, "What does Brother Su think?" ”

Su Ran said: "I can do it." ”

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