"I have heard of the reputation of Qian Daxia for a long time, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary. ”

"Where, the main hero of the high mountain, famous in Jiangzhou, is famous in Qishan County. ”

"False praise. ”

"Where, where. ”

"Qian Daxia, please use tea. ”

"Lord of the mountains, please. ”

The tea is fragrant.

There is a pavilion called the Pavilion of Listening to the Tao in the middle of the mountainside of Songfeng Mountain, there is no sea on the mountain, and it is natural to hear that Songtao. The pine waves are surging ten thousand heavy, and the spring rushes to the tourist road, and the inscription is the different scenery of the wind blowing the pine and cypress like the waves on this Songfeng Mountain.

This place is also a place where few people go in Songfeng Mountain, generally only those with high status in the mountain gate are qualified to cook tea here and enjoy the scenery, in addition, only the guests who come to the mountain with a very noble status will be invited to this Tingtao Pavilion.

Second Master Qian was sitting cross-legged with the middle-aged man who was called the lord of the mountain at the moment, and this man who was very arrogant on weekdays rarely put on a solemn posture.

Although the lord of the mountain is a hoarfrost on his sideburns, it is not difficult to see that he was a very handsome man when he was young, and he knew the age of destiny, but in the eyes of those women who knew the benefits of mature men, it would have a mellow taste like cellaring old wine.

Compared with this heart-wrenching posture of the mountain lord, Qian Erye's appearance is much worse, not to mention the unkemptness, he is born more than the former "Old Yushu" The romance is more heaven and earth.

In addition to the women's fame in the nearby states, there is also a thing that has been famous for a long time, which is the unique rosin tea of this Songfeng Mountain.

This pine peak mountain soil is special, although the mountain is not very high, but there are often clouds and mist in the middle of the mountainside, the tea tree is cultivated here between the mountain pine, the mountain pine blooms every spring, the pine pollen falls on the tea buds, to pick off the young leaves in the Qingming Festival, and then burn the pine needles to fry and fry, that is, to get the rosin tea, there was a rich merchant in Jiangzhou who is still not allowed to buy, and the annual output is only dozens of catties. Even the disciples of Songfeng Mountain are rare to taste.

A few small futons in the pavilion, Wei Changpan obviously has no identity to come to a tea, and at this moment he is being led by the welcoming disciples of Songfeng Mountain to enjoy the many scenery in this mountain gate. I don't know all the so-called six uses of the tea ceremony on the small table, and I don't know what these strange bamboo and wood utensils are for. As for the "three major distinctions and fifteen small distinctions", and "first review and then look at the product", it is indeed a bit difficult for Qian Erye, a martial artist who is just a rough and well-versed martial artist.

Different from Qian Erye, the high mountain master's attainments in the tea ceremony seem to be extremely high, and those dazzling techniques all show that he is proficient in this way, and those seemingly ordinary bamboo and wood tea sets are pleasing to the eye in this man's slender fingers.

In the tea making used with the extremely difficult tea ceremony in the phoenix three nodding skills, if you are well versed in this way, you will inevitably have to applaud, but for Qian Erye, it is really a flattering eye to the blind, accustomed to drinking strong wine in the mouth, where can you taste the benefits of tea?

It's just that the work on the table is indispensable after all, after all, it is the lord of the mountain who serves you tea, and the second master of Qian can't be rude, right?

Qian Erye, who didn't know anything about the eight-character trick of "preparing, washing, taking, brewing, serving, drinking, pouring, and clearing" for tea tasting, held the small porcelain cup in front of him with both hands, blew two sips, and arched to the mountain lord in front of him in a toasting posture. Drink it all.

The mountain lord saw that Second Master Qian actually drank all the rosin tea, and after being stunned for a moment, he also raised his glass and smiled, and drank the tea in the cup cleanly.

Qian Daxia is the momentum of this weak tea can drink spirits, Gao admires. This man who is old but still in the wind sighed.

"The mountain lord said this, but it made Qian Cai ashamed. Qian Erye's laughter was refreshing, "Qian Cai is just a rough person who knows little about tea, and the mountain master's tea-making skills are very unusual even if Qian Cai can also see that this good rosin tea is in vain." ”

This mountain master's surname is Gao Mingxu, alias Songfeng Jushi, it is extremely rare in Songfeng Mountain, where there are many women, not to mention that he is still in the high position of the mountain owner, which will inevitably arouse a lot of suspicion from the people in the rivers and lakes under the mountain.

However, this is the same as the previous generation of Songfeng Mountain, Gao Xu, a junior sister with a prominent background who became a couple, is not as people speculate, relying on nepotism to climb to the position of the lord of a mountain. In the more than ten years that Gao Xu has served as the owner of the mountain, Songfeng Mountain has not only not seen decline, but has been thriving, but it still can't escape the malicious speculation of some people in the rivers and lakes, saying that Gao Xu has built the entire Songfeng Mountain as an existence like the harem of Emperor Dayao early on, and the women on the mountain are all his forbidden belly.

But Gao Xu's husband and wife have always respected each other since they got married, and they have never heard any news of discord between husband and wife, so this voice has gradually subsided. The rivers and lakes who came to Songfeng Mountain to seek relatives are still endless, but during the period when Gao Xu served as the mountain owner, the requirements for choosing a son-in-law were obviously much more relaxed.

Second Master Qian was delayed for a day in that inn because of fasting, Second Master Qian was originally a little angry, but as soon as he handed over the post, the disciples of Songfeng Mountain who were guarding the mountain gate glanced at the handwriting on it, and invited Second Master Qian's master and apprentice to come in with great fanfare, and even Gao Xu, the lord of Songfeng Mountain, came out to meet the guests, which made Second Master Qian and Wei Changpan a little flattered.

Before he came, Qian Erye, who listened to Yue Qingqing talk about the things on Songfeng Mountain, also understood at this moment what kind of treatment it was to let a Jiangzhou one of the top Jiangzhou sect bigwigs cook tea for himself in this Tingchao Pavilion, and his words and deeds were far less elaborate than usual. It's just that this time he took Wei Changpan to travel the rivers and lakes lightly, and there was no room for a wide robe in his luggage to dress up as a scribe, and Qian Erye thought that it would be enough to change out of the dusty clothes on his body, but when he saw Gao Xu's robe from the hands of the Jiangzhou Weaving Bureau, Qian Erye's outfit was inevitably dwarfed.

In the previous greeting post received by Zhangfu, the letter of Songfeng Mountain was written by Gao Xu himself, with iron painting and silver hooks, and there was a demeanor of everyone, which shows that the master of Songfeng Mountain is also profound in calligraphy.

"The master and apprentice have traveled thousands of miles to Songfeng Mountain, and Qian Daxia's move also makes Gao not very frightened, I don't know if the respected master has broken through the barrier, and his body is okay?"

"The blessing of the medicinal herbs sent by the lord of the high mountain, the family teacher has broken through the barrier before leaving, and his body is in good health. ”

So Gao Xu is relieved, not afraid of Qian Daxia's jokes, there are not many famous scenery on Songfeng Mountain, only this Tingtao Pavilion is barely a chic place, Qian Daxia can enjoy it. ”

The breeze passed, and the pine waves on the mountain were undulating.