Scholar Lu Kai is actually not a stereotypical reader in the traditional sense, he said that he only studies for learning, not for fame.

It is said that learning is excellent, but Lu Kai disagrees.

Therefore, he pursued the principle of writing in his hands, walking under his feet, reading constantly, and walking non-stop.

A Jianghu person, a scholar, the two sides who don't have much intersection have a chance encounter but they talked a lot, it doesn't matter if they understand each other or not, the important thing is that they are very happy with each other.

received a peach branch, but Shen had nothing to give, so before parting, he had to wish Lu Kai a smooth journey.

As a parting salute, Shen Kuang changed his fist to make a gesture, and Lu Kai also smiled and shook Shen Kuang when he saw this, you come and I have a tacit truth.

After that, Lu Kai took the scholar Baishuang and gradually walked away, in a completely different direction from Shen Jing.

Before Shen Guo led the horse away, he took a good look at the big peach tree in front of him, although this is not his hometown, but it also has the taste of his hometown.

Taoye Village is very large, but there are no shops that sell food, so in the end, Shen Guo had to buy some from a farmer.

At first, the woman was reluctant to accept the money, but Shen Jing repeatedly insisted that she reluctantly accept it, and kept saying that Shen Jing was the offspring of a stubborn personality.

There are many kind people, but we can't take the kindness of others for granted. Only with gratitude will this kindness always be with us.

After buying dry food, Shen Jing nibbled while hurrying.

The winter afternoon wind was still a little cool, and it was refreshing to blow on the face, but the horses on the side were sneezing loudly.

Many times when we see a picture, a thought pops up in our minds, and I seem to have seen this scene somewhere.

But at the time, you just couldn't remember when you saw it.

Maybe you will think about it again at some chance point in the future, or maybe you will forget it and lose your memory later.

But no matter what the result, when you first feel déjà vu, you will feel very strange, obviously it is the first time you have seen it, and everything is so unfamiliar, but you will unconsciously give birth to a sense of intimacy.

Shen was actually the same, for example, when he saw those anglers on the shore of Guiying Lake, or when he was bargaining with the woman for the price of dry food, there was a strange sense of familiarity in his face.

Although he felt this way, Shen Jing never thought about it too much.

In Shen Jing's eyes, this familiarity is a rare feeling, and we may not have such a feeling for many, many years.

He thought that this was a moment of reunion between God and those who had already left, and then they would each forget about it, leaving only that feeling for each other to reminisce.

Of course, this is just an idea of Shen Jing's own, just to please himself, and he can't do it seriously.

Taoye Village is not big, and Shen Jing, who was leading the horse, quickly walked out, and the dry food in his hand was just finished.

Shen Guo slapped off the food crumbs in his hand, turned over and got on the horse again, he didn't look back at the big peach tree, and rode away.

On the plain road, you can often encounter streams and lakes, so there are many anglers and fishermen.

Sometimes when he encounters a fisherman who has just dropped his net, Shen will stop to see if the net has been harvested.

When he was a child, Shen Kuang loved to watch fishing, and at that time, even if the fisherman only had some small fish and shrimp in the net, he would still feel powerful.

And this hobby has survived to this day, just like he loves to eat dumplings, Master's other dishes are mediocre, but the only thing is a special case in making dumplings. Not only is the taste of Master and the stuffing different, but the shape of the dumplings made by Master is also different from others.

In the past, the master would make dumplings and beat teeth sacrifices during the New Year's holidays, but now Shen Guan has not tasted that taste for a long time.

Leaving Taoye Village, according to Lu Kai, it was only ten miles away from Yehou Town, and it would take less than an hour for the horses to arrive.

Therefore, Shen Jing, who was galloping all the way, soon saw the outline of the town emerging in the distance at the end of the plain sight.

And when he saw Yehou Town, Shen Jing inevitably remembered the two things Lu Kai said, osmanthus perch and Nightmarquis.

Osmanthus perch is a perch that is easy to understand, but this is the first time I have heard it.

In Dawei, some grass and wood mosquitoes will have strange names, so.

Shen Guo thought that this nightless wait would be one of them.

Because Shen Kuang's eyes had been staring at Yehou Town in the distance, he didn't see an old man and a young man resting there in the pavilion next to the road, and the old man took out the tea making tools from his baggage and boiled the tea casually.

The old man glanced at Shen Jing who was riding a horse, and for some reason, the old man actually shouted at Shen Jing: "Young man, if you are not in a hurry, you might as well get off the horse and have a drink together!" ”

Hearing the old man's voice, Shen Jing suddenly slowed down and turned his head to look, and naturally saw an old man and a young man in the pavilion.

Because Shen Guo didn't want to delay here, after stopping the horse, Shen Guo said: "I'm sorry, old man, I won't accompany you to drink tea when I enter the city in a hurry." ”

As Shen Jing spoke, the old man had already gotten up from the pavilion and walked over, leaving the young man to look at the fire.

After the young man saw his grandfather's movements, he rolled his eyes for no reason, and his grandfather's self-familiar temperament came up again.

The old man walked up to Shen Jing and looked up at him and said, "Now that the sun is at the beginning of the hour, what is the young man going to do in the city?" ”

When Shen saw the old man coming, he couldn't lean over to talk to him, so he had to turn over and dismount.

Seeing this, the old man smiled again without waiting for Shen Jing to speak: "Don't worry, don't worry, the effort to drink a cup of tea won't be delayed for too long." ”

Saying that, the old man was about to pull Shen Jing to sit in the pavilion, and Shen Guan couldn't excuse himself when he saw this, so he had to say: "I really have something to do, then accompany you to drink a cup of tea and I'll leave." ”

"A cup of tea is enough, and this good tea has to be shared with others." The old man laughed as he walked.

Although the old man was dressed in a very simple and casual manner, Shen Jing could tell that he had a bit of martial arts background.

Then, Shen Kuang tied the horse outside the pavilion and sat down in the pavilion with the old man.

The young man who was with the old man was a handsome young man, and when he saw Shen Jing coming in, he politely made room for Shen Kuang, and Shen Kuang thanked him.

After Shen Guan sat down peacefully, the old man didn't speak, but the young man spoke first: "Shaoxia, I'm sorry, my grandfather has such a self-familiar temperament, if you delay your time, I will compensate you here." @*~~”

Seeing that the young man was so polite, how could Shen Guo say anything, and he didn't want to stop saying it. So after the young man said he was sorry, Shen Jing said calmly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's also my honor to invite me to tea." ”

When the old man heard this, he also laughed and said, "Hahaha, young people can speak and have vision." ”

When the young man heard this, he gave the old man a blank look, and when the old man saw this, he hurriedly withdrew his smile. The young man saw that the old man was not making a fuss, and then changed his smile to look at Shen Jing and said, "My name is Cold Bottle Painting, he is my grandfather, you can call him Cold Wind Senior." ”

Although the cold bottle painting is not very old, it is very old-fashioned in dealing with people, and the old man Leng Feng is more like a child in comparison.

After the introduction of the cold bottle painting, Shen Jing also replied: "My name is Jiang Yi, you can just call me by my name." ”

Hearing Shen Kuang's name, Leng Feng rolled up his beard and stroked it, and then asked with a smile: "Ginger of ginger or Jiang of Jiangshui?" ”

"Ginger of ginger."

"Good name."

The old man whose real name is Leng Feng has a smile on his face from beginning to end, and after chatting for a while, Shen Kuang was quickly infected by the way the grandfather and grandson get along.

Cold wind is a chatterbox, and you can't stop talking casually, such as where they come from and where they are going, or how good the tea is brewing at the moment.

If you sprinkle Shen condition, you can still drink good or bad, but when it comes to tea, he is completely a layman.

After the old man said the tea, the cold bottle painting took over and said: "This Longjing was bought by me and my grandfather when I was in Hangzhou, and it was the original tea bought by the tea household, and later my grandfather fried it himself." ”

Speaking of fried tea, the old man was interested again, and he said to himself with a smile: "This matter of roasting tea, heat and craftsmanship are indispensable." Especially in the jargon, the first step of finishing, after the good tea is fried, not only the taste is good, but the color at a glance is also good, so the step of finishing needs to be strictly mastered. The old roasted tea master will be controlled according to the control.

The temperature of the pan is used to control the color of the stir-frying, and it just so happens that I have learned this trick as well. ”

Speaking of this, the corners of the old man's mouth unconsciously rose.

Although Shen Kuang didn't understand, he also felt that this was a kung fu when he saw what the old man said, but unfortunately the cold bottle painting suddenly dismantled the stage on the side and said: "Jiang Shaoxia, don't listen to my grandfather's nonsense, roasting tea is indeed a simple craft, but my grandfather's craftsmanship is still far behind." This tea tastes good, entirely because the tea itself is good. ”

The old man laughed when he heard this, but he didn't feel embarrassed, and his grandson didn't say that his skill in roasting tea couldn't bear to look at it directly, and he already gave himself face.

Shen Guo didn't think there was anything after hearing it, and he didn't do anything to brag.

The warm afternoon sun shines in the pavilion, making people feel lazy.

The tea in the fire soon boiled and gurgled hot. @*~~。

After the tea was boiling, the old man took out a set of special tea sets from his baggage and set them one by one, and then poured tea for each of them.

The old man loves tea, in fact, the young man also loves cold bottle painting, but Shen Jing just drinks a taste to quench his thirst.

The grandfather and grandson drank slowly and enjoyed, which made Shen Jing, who was about to swallow the dates at first, feel a little embarrassed, so he also slowed down.

Leng Feng naturally saw that Shen Guan didn't understand tea, so after drinking it in one gulp, he smiled and said: "Jiang Shaoxia doesn't need to feel awkward, you don't need to know how to drink tea, just come how you like it." ”

The cold bottle painting on the side also agreed: "Actually, I don't either, I pretend to be like my grandfather, the tea is good tea, but even a few of us are not elegant people, and neither is my grandfather." ”

"How did the stinky boy talk? You say I'm okay with the rest, you say I'm not a decent person, I don't admit it. Leng Feng said a little arrogantly.

The cold bottle painting glanced at his grandfather fiercely when he heard the words, and he didn't bother to explain.