Chapter Ninety-Five: The Banmen Get the Axe
The old man looked at Bing'er, who was slightly playful, and said with a smile: "Okay, good, then I wish the little girl you a good tea." β
Bing'er said goodbye to the old man, turned around and saw the No. 2 bus coming, she ran two steps and got on the bus.
There are not many people in the car at this point, so Bing'er chose the rear window seat to sit down. looked at the Yunhua teahouse next to her through the window, and the scene she had just met Li Bingqing appeared in her mind, Bing'er just temporarily wanted to visit Yunhua, she didn't expect to meet Li Bingqing in the teahouse.
Li Bingqing is the cousin of the original owner, but she is not anyone, she is just a lonely soul attached to the original owner.
She will be polite to those who are good to the original owner, which can be regarded as a thank you to the original owner, and she can completely ignore the people who are not good to the original owner, but in the face of Li Bingqing's underbeaten face, she is still a little out of control today. It seems that his cultivation still needs to be improved!
In fact, she knew that Li Bingqing said those mocking words just to make her lose face and make her sad. But in Bing'er's eyes, Li Bingqing is like a clown, and she is actually angry with people like clowns todayγγγγγγ
It's just that today's farce has made Bing'er understand that all kinds of situations in the world are similar in any dynasty and generation. In that life, she had seen too many people who tended to be inflammatory, arrogant and arrogant, and there were also many people like Bingqing and Bingqing, who felt superior to others when they had a few money. Of course, I have also seen a lot of high-spirited and upright people.
The few words of Li Bingqing and her friends together are not worth her attention.
Bing'er shook her head, didn't think about these things, from the square to the old street, but three stops away, Bing'er was stunned for a while, and the car had already arrived at the intersection of the old street.
Bing'er got out of the car, walked along the intersection, and after walking a short distance, she saw the three words Yipinge.
Bing'er looked around, the street here is much narrower, two large circular stone piers have been erected at the entrance to the street, and motor vehicles are not allowed to enter, and the street is planned as a pedestrian street, and there is no traffic traffic. So, although the streets are narrower, they are not crowded.
Bing'er walked to the door of Yipinge, the decoration of Yipinge was shabby compared to Yunhua, but a wooden board was hung on the door, and the three words of Yipinge were written on the wooden board with red paint.
The primary color of the wooden board has become a little dark after a long time, but the three big characters of vermilion seem to be not afraid of the baptism of wind and rain.
Such as a child's delicate lips, pink with tenderness, such as the buds of the tea tree just smoked before the Ming Dynasty, delicate and gorgeous, inexplicable, Bing'er felt that Yipinge was very kind, and raised her feet into the room.
The room inside is not big, less than twenty square meters, and there are not too many houses? Decoration, a desk was placed against the wall of the door, and Bing'er saw at a glance that the tea case was an old object, which was made of fine sandalwood.
There were two old men at the tea table who were drinking tea and talking, and suddenly saw a person walk in, and the two of them were not surprised, and the old man sitting on the main seat opened his mouth and asked, "Little girl, what is the matter?" β
Li Bing'er shrugged her nose and said jokingly: "I passed by the door, smelled the smell of the best oolong, and after looking for the taste, I entered the old man's Yipin Pavilion." β
The two people who drank tea couldn't help but be stunned, and then, after the old man who opened his mouth to ask Bing'er laughed, he said open-mindedly: "I didn't expect that you are a little girl who still understands tea?" If you don't like it, then sit down and have a drink. β
The old man's words hit Li Bing'er's heart, so he replied politely with a light smile: "Then I might as well be respectful, thank you, old man." β
After speaking, Li Bing'er obediently walked to the opposite side of the old man and sat down. The old gentleman reached out and picked up a clean cup and poured it for Bing'er.
Said heartily: "Little girl, you can smell the smell and come in, come and come, you come and have a drink, but you have drunk my cup of tea, but you have to tell me something." β
Li Bing'er looked at the old gentleman's skillful techniques, thin body, and kind smile on his face, with a strong elegance between his eyebrows, and a little more good impression of this person in his heart, and nodded.
But I still didn't forget to say humbly: "I just have a sensitive nose, and I met an old gentleman today to taste good tea." However, the younger generation is only a shallow learner, and he will get an axe in front of the two seniors, and if he doesn't say it well or is wrong, please bear with me. β
Li Bing'er has always known a truth, the people have their own masters, and they will give themselves a little more leeway by lowering themselves at any time.
The old gentleman couldn't help but glance at Bing'er more, and when he entered the door, he knew that he was soaking in the best oolong, but he was humble, this little girl was a little interesting. Haha laughed and said: "Little girl don't have to worry too much, just talk about it, just tell me what you know." β
Bing'er listened to the old man's words, and then reached out and brought the teacup to the front, but she was not in a hurry to drink it, lowered her head and sniffed it gently, and then looked at the soup carefully.
Finally, he raised it to his mouth, took a sip gently, held it in his mouth, and was not in a hurry to swallow it, but put his tongue against the roof of his mouth, let the tea soup turn in his mouth, and then slowly flow down both sides of his tongue, slightly closed his eyes, ginger fragrance lingered in his mouth, and his mouth had a long aftertaste.
After a while, Bing'er spoke: "This tea soup is golden and bright, slightly with ginger fragrance, the fragrance is not strong, looming, the entrance taste is sweet and smooth, the aftertaste is fast and long, this should be a single bush of ginger mother fragrance in a single bush." Well, I caught up with the good time, I drank the sixth bubble, and it tasted good. β
Bing'er didn't hurry to finish her feelings, she only picked the good ones and said, drinking other people's cheap tea, and saying that other people's tea is not good, that is too unkind.
This tea is not timely enough after stepping on the green and walking water, if it can be done more timely, then this tea will become the best of the best. It's a little bit of a pity.
From Bing'er into the house, the old man who was sitting in the main seat was talking to him, and the old man sitting next to her didn't say a word, just sat silently drinking tea and listening to her conversation with the old man who made tea.
After hearing Bing'er's words at this time, she looked at Bing'er with her eyes shining and sighed: "The little girl is amazing, she knows so much at such a young age, it's amazing." β
Bing'er has always been very confident in her understanding of tea, but when others praise her, she feels embarrassed, and she has always been a low-key person.
Hurriedly got up and bowed to the old man who praised her: "The old gentleman praised it falsely, but he just talked nonsense, and I don't know if I am right?" β
The old man looked at the humble Bing'er, and then appreciated it more, not only because of her understanding of tea, but now there are too few children like this who are polite and polite, and asked, "What is the surname of the little girl?" H city people? β
Li Bing'er replied with a smile: "Don't be expensive, your surname is Li, and your name is Bing'er." Sir, call me Bing'er. H City people. β