Because it was an open-air tea party, Gao Sanlang hurriedly sent three scholars, called to carry the bed, carry the clothes, and carry the lane, and they carried the tea bed, pen bed, piano bed and food bed in turn, so that Zhen Lian could lay the four friends (pen, ink, paper, inkstone) properly. On the left, the red sleeves are busy grinding the ink, and on the right, the incense is taken chicken tongue incense (cloves-flavored Datang brand chewing gum) and the Lang Jun who are sitting against the stone on the side are served one by one.

I can't help but ask, is Tian Xiang her room?

To get back to the point, this Zaxia Pavilion falls on a relatively raised hillside, adjacent to the spring. A trickle of water incorporates the pavilion in a concave shape, so half of the pavilion is next to the spring, which is not only convenient for the food to be served during the tea ceremony, but also conducive to drift recovery and re-delivery.

Because the scope is not large, it is not difficult to distinguish people from the other side. The coolies who were responsible for the bedding, clothes and lanes summoned the maids who participated in the tea party and taught them to line up according to different errands, a total of three groups.

I said aloud to everyone: "Use the red, green and blue number plates to determine the order, and when the red number plate is held high, the red-clothed maid who is in charge of watching the tea invites the gentlemen to sit together." And so on, the green-clothed maids put the tea soup on the plate so that they could go with the flow. The blue-clothed maid still holds the refreshments on the plate, but must float to the other side. ”

Following the above rules, I repeated Fang Bi two more times. The three of them were long-winded, and I said with a straight face: "Say important things three times!! ”

Because the pavilion is covered by sandalwood, it looks like Dai Mo from a distance, so it is also known as Jumo Spring, which just recalls the name of Wen Zimo. I saw that he admired the stone he was leaning on, touching it with his hands, thoughtfully. Gao Sanlang approached and said with a bright tongue: "When my grandfather was released to work, he took advantage of the costume and Cheng leave to have a good time. Passing through the area of Hangzhou Lotus Peak, only to carry this Tianzhu stone, a total of only five pieces, one of which was sent over when the completion of this courtyard. If you like it, can I give you one? ”

Wen Zimo happily agreed: "Then thank you!" ”

Brother Yang on the side was speechless and jokingly said: "Wouldn't it be beautiful to compose a poem for engraving today?" ”

Chang Shaochun hurriedly said: "Brother is also pretentious!" ”

Hua Chenyu also echoed: "The texture of this stone is elegant and exquisite, if it is chiseled, it is not worth it." ”

Zimo muttered: "San Lang, you live up to the word natural. ”

My family Langjun finally spoke, "Zimo might as well return to the table on a certain day, and he will be able to complete San Lang's natural interest." ”

Wen Zimo said gently: "This move is very good! ”

Looking at the eyes he had confirmed with my family, I became the spokesperson for a tea party again. It was also this tea party that made me shed the first tears of the Tang Dynasty, which is a later story.

At this time, it is past 13 o'clock to 15 o'clock Beijing time, the sun is slanting in the west, and the afternoon sun is just right to eliminate the cold of tea, and the taste is more refreshing.

The terrain on Lang Jun's side is relatively low, and the tea bed is like a modern tatami mat, and it is only as high as the grass standing around it, so he really sits on the ground.

On the other side of the river, there is also a tea bed for us to elegantly sencha, so that the gentlemen can enjoy the tea art happily. It's still Sister Ranchun cooking, and I help grind the tea and consider the seasonings.

Sitting and watching me slowly brush the tea cakes, although it is a thin body, but it is very straight. Compared with the white and cute people, Lang Jun can't help but sigh, it's not fat that looks good!

Three boiled, tea soup out.

The three of them held up the green card, and a group of green-clothed maids listed all the thin tires that had been placed in the morning, which were as crystal moist as jelly. In the order of blooming, first-in, first-out, and soon drifted down the current to the opposite shore.

The three of them held up the red card, and the red-clothed maids led by the red sleeves and incense, and held up a cloud of green on the shore, which was presented to the six langs almost at the same time. Lang Jun slowly fed and drank, and under the tasting, it was more fresh and sweet than before.

Everyone was about to ask, and Shang Lang smiled and said, "Ming'er is clever and explained it to me early in the morning." Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoots, born in the yin forest of the Yang Cliff, only pick purple buds, but also roll buds. This purple bud leaf is bitter, to be made into tea cakes, the taste will be more mellow, blindly add salt crystals, tangerine peel and the like, pour the tea gas to muddy! ”

Gao Saburo smacked his tongue, "The tea doctor my grandfather visited, when he was cooking tea, I also noticed that there was also a lack of seasoning, how could it be so sweet and smooth to drink?" Chang Shaochun and Hua Chenyu echoed as always (slightly less presence).

Shang Lang still raised the corners of his mouth and said: "When you first grind tea, you must pay attention to a quick word and break them all; Moreover, slowly draw it. Grinding tea, similar to drilling wood for fire, will generate heat, let it burn before cooking, this tea will be useless! ”

Brother Yang couldn't help but applaud, and Wen Zimo exclaimed: "It's really more than a heart!" ”

Shang Lang was not humble either, and said bluntly: "She said that if you cook small freshness in governing a big country, the same is true of the way of sencha!" ”