"Hmm..." he opened his eyes, glanced at Zhong Lingyu, picked up the tea bowl, took another sip, and after a while, Fang asked, "How did you do this?" Is it the same as mine? As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head again, "No, although this tea tastes very good, it is different from my tea." He shook his head, "The taste of it can only be understood but not spoken." ”

Zhong Lingyu smiled and was about to open the lid of the pot that made tea just now, but Master Onishi waved his hand and said, "Let me first tell you how to make the tea I just made." ”

"Master..."Zhong Lingyu knew the preciousness of this recipe, how many people carried the silver up the mountain, and begged Master Onishi to teach him some tea-making methods, but Master Onishi ignored it. She used a little means to exchange for the master's secret of roasting new tea, wouldn't she want to take advantage of the master?

Seeing that she wanted to shirk, Monk Onishi hurriedly said: "Don't shirk, I originally planned to teach you this method of making tea." ”

"How can this be ......" Zhong Lingyu still wanted to refuse, but Monk Onishi waved his hand, "You don't need to say more." Old monk, I am in my eighties, how many years do I have to live? I'm a monk, and I don't have any descendants, so what's the use of asking for that amount of money? My tea-making methods are only passed on to those who are pleasing to my eyes. If you don't want to, I'll find a random tea merchant tomorrow and give it to him. As he spoke, he glanced at Zhong Lingyu, looking like he was looking at it.

Zhong Lingyu couldn't cry or laugh in her heart.

This man is old, and his temperament is like that child, and she really dares to refuse Master Onishi's kindness today, maybe tomorrow he will really find a random tea merchant to tell others about his new methods.

"The master is really ~ Okay, Yu'er will listen to it."

Monk Onishi smiled and said, "That's right." ”

Turning his head to Little Mass, he beckoned, "Bring me my silver pot." ”

Little Mass answered, took out a silver pot from the cabinet next to him, and handed it to Master Onishi.

Monk Onishi took the silver pot and said proudly: "Look, the secret is here." I found that the tea leaves fried in this silver pot taste more fragrant and mellow than the tea fried in the iron pot, and the taste is better. ”

Zhong Lingyu's eyes widened.

She never thought that tea could be fried like this.

She also thinks that it is necessary to improve the process of roasting tea, whether it is the temperature of roasting tea, or the method of stir-frying tea, or there are changes in the treatment of raw materials. But I didn't think to make a fuss about the utensils for roasting tea.

Then she was speechless.

If you don't have money and leisure, and you're bored, who would have thought of using a silver pot to fry tea?

Because he has created a lot of famous teas, Master Dafang is a rich master. The magnificent temple where she is located and occupies a large area was built at the expense of Master Dafang. For this reason, although Master Dafang is not the abbot presiding, his status is more transcendent than the abbot's presiding.

"Have you ever tried the Golden Pot?" She asked curiously, her eyes wide open.

"Ahem." Monk Onishi's face turned red, he blew his beard and glared, "Children's families, don't be so curious!" ”

"Good ......" Zhong Lingyu closed her mouth. But the crooked eyebrows still revealed a smile on her face.

Monk Onishi was defeated by her and waved his hand: "Okay, I admit it, I really tried the golden pot, but the effect was not good." ”

Zhong Lingyu picked up the silver pot, looked at it over and over, didn't see anything peculiar, and asked: "Master, did you see others using silver hangers to cook porridge and boil medicine, so they had a whim, so they also used silver hangers to try it, and the result was a better quality tea?" ”

"Clever!" Monk Onishi glanced at her appreciatively, "This silver hanger conducts heat quickly, and it will not change the properties of food and medicinal herbs. Use it to boil medicine, and the medicinal gas is more elegant than all the floral and fruity fragrances! So I gave it a try, but I didn't think it would work. ”

Zhong Lingyu stood up and straightened her clothes.

"Don't do that, I don't like that."

Zhong Lingyu ignored him, made a big bow respectfully, and then got up, and said: "The master is free and unkind, and he doesn't like vulgar etiquette, but in addition to this set of vulgar etiquette, I don't know what else to give." If you don't pay for it, the master will be reluctant to accept this gift. ”

"Poof." Master Onishi couldn't help laughing, and pointed his finger at Zhong Lingyu and said, "This kid." ”

Then he flicked his sleeves: "Okay, don't play tricks, sit down quickly, and tell me what is going on with your tea." ”

Zhong Lingyu opened the tea-making pot, poured out the bottom of the leaves, and put it in front of Monk Onishi: "Master, please take a look." ”

"Huh!" Monk Onishi saw the bottom of the leaf clearly, especially disbelief, pulled out the brewed tea leaves with his fingers, picked out some of the tea leaves, looked up and asked in surprise, "Old tea?" ”

Zhong Lingyu nodded: "Exactly." "That's what I find occasionally." My father was seriously ill, and I was so disturbed that I wanted to soak it with my own hands to calm my mind. As a result, I took the old tea from the previous year by mistake, and after replacing it with a new tea, I forgot to pour the old tea out of the pot, so I mixed it with the tea, and after drinking it, I found that the taste was surprisingly good. ”

Master Onishi nodded, sighed and said: "Everything in the world has its own destiny, it is a certain number that I am still alive in my eighties, your father's untimely death is a certainty, and it is also a certain number that you will have to go through hardships at a young age. Woe and blessing are relied upon, blessing and misfortune are lurking, and everything must be looked forward. ”

Zhong Lingyu knew that Master Onishi was comforting himself, and bowed down and said gratefully: "Thank you for the master's teachings." ”

Monk Onishi waved his hand, stood up, walked to the cabinet in the corner, took out a clay pot from it, took it to the table and sat down, took out some of the old tea inside, turned his head and asked Zhong Lingyu: "How much is the old tea?" New Tea Geometry? ”

Zhong Lingyu pulled out some of the old tea and put it in a dry tea cup, and then pulled out some new tea and put another tea cup in front of Monk Daxi: "Such a proportion." This is what I have summed up after many tastings. ”

Monk Onishi nodded, took some tea in proportion, and put it in the pot. The little Mass was clever, and when he saw Master Onishi taking old tea, he knew that he wanted to make tea, and he had already boiled the water.

Monk Onishi smelled the fragrance of tea, and his face was full of intoxication: "This tea fragrance is not bad." He poured out another cup and tasted it, and then commented, "The secret recipe of your tea is much stronger than mine." You can drink good tea without spending more money and effort, and you can reduce the cost of drinking tea, which is really for the benefit of tea customers. ”

Zhong Lingyu's face flushed: "Master, don't say that, I don't plan to make this method public for the benefit of the public, but I want to use it in my own teahouse to make some money." I'm ashamed..."

Monk Daxi laughed, pointed at Zhong Lingyu and said, "You little slippery head." Although I am an old monk, I am a person outside the world, but I can't avoid worldly things. Although Lao Gao's methods of making tea have been spread, they have also created some wealth for Lao Gao's temple, so that Lao Gao's disciples and grandchildren will not be difficult to eat, and the little girl will not stab me with words. ”

Zhong Lingyu glanced at him: "Why am I stabbing you?" Yu'er means that we are old and young, and we are a raccoon dog. ”

"Hahaha......!" Master Onishi laughed again.

The two of them laughed and laughed, and tasted the tea for a while before Zhong Lingyu got up to say goodbye.

When he returned to the tea garden, he heard that Steward Li accompanied Zhong Lingzhi up the mountain, Zhong Lingyu changed into light clothes and took Xiaogu and Yuxue up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, I saw Steward Li and Zhong Lingzhi squatting in front of a tea tree, and Steward Li was talking to him.

"Miss." Zhong Lingzhi's servant saw Zhong Lingyu and his party, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Zhong Lingzhi hurriedly got up and looked this way, and when he saw Zhong Lingyu, he greeted him and said, "Eldest sister, you're back!" ”

"yes." Zhong Lingyu saw that Zhong Lingzhi was sweating on his forehead, took out a handkerchief and wiped him, and asked with a smile: "What are you two whispering?" ”