Accepting the warm invitation of the Sun Mansion, Li Chixin and the others avoided a lot of trouble, and just avoided this unexpected heavy snowfall. After Sun Chengzong learned that the dying Hong family could not afford to survive because of saving Li Xuanji, all the precious medicinal materials that could sustain life in Gaoyang were collected by the Sun family without money.

After a few days of dating, Li Chixin sincerely admired the erudition and wisdom of the old man in Sun Mansion, and Sun Chengzong was also deeply attracted by the bearing and conversation of the young man in front of him; if it weren't for Li Chixin's desire to put the Hong family into the military bag space at night to keep it fresh, and he always snored like thunder when he slept, it is estimated that the old man would have slept with Li Chixin.

In Sun Chengzong's study, the charcoal fire was blazing, Li Chixin opened a partition window, looking at the snow scene outside with interest, Sun Chengzong was sitting cross-legged on a brocade futon, and the two of them cooked tea on the red stove and talked about enjoying the snow, which was also pleasant;

"Chixin, you Xiachuan Li family has a family history, you should know that life and death are rich and noble, it is not a joke, not to mention that there is an old man here, and it will never make the benefactor of the little junior sister feel a little embarrassed......" In the past few days, the old man has always been like a kind elder, even when he saw a few of Li Chixin's constant followers, he was also kind, but at this time, Sun Chengzong's words actually carried a trace of undoubted momentum.

Li Chixin was very curious about the little junior sister mentioned in the old man's words, but although the old man did not shy away from anything, he didn't explain too much to himself, he looked at a few children who ran from afar from the rockery, and then thought about the messy titles of "little aunt" and "little junior sister" that he had been familiar with in the past few days, and now he only knew that this multi-faceted and arrogant little girl was named Li Xuanji, and the others let themselves break their heads, and they were still confused by the second monk.

"Give it to me!" a little girl's coquettish reprimand came from the courtyard.

"Don't give it!" Li Laiheng has been full of respect for this kind old man Sun Chengzong for a few days, but he has never faked his color to Sun Zhixin's little aunt.

"Ah, you snatched it by force!

"Don't pay it back!"

Even if a few children quarrel with chickens and geese every day, Li Laiheng, Li Xuanji and the children of Sun Mansion still play together every day, especially among the children of Sun Mansion, with Li Laiheng and Li Xuanji, two different people who are not willing to be lonely, it makes Sun Mansion, which is as quiet as a fairy town, give birth to a trace of popularity.

Originally, Sun Chengzong returned to his hometown, and the old lady was afraid that he would think too much in his spare time, and was thinking about how to make him happy, Li Xuanji came to the house to be the old lady's arrangement, she knew the origin of the Li and Sun families, and begged the old ancestor to send the eccentric and spirited little sister to come to the house for a few days.

Although the little junior sister Li Xuanji encountered a strong enemy on the road, she finally had nobles to help save the day, and now there are two more little guys in the mansion who take the lead in increasing popularity, which has added a lot of joy to the Sun Mansion.

However, the old lady obviously underestimated the energy of Li Xuanji, the little aunt, and coupled with Li Laiheng, the child king, Sun Mansion is like performing strange stories every day. Either the old lady's big white cat was caught by Li Laiheng in the room today, or the little sister Li Xuanji caught a lot of birds, and finally the bird cage in the Sun Mansion could not be raised, so she had to let her be stuffed into the bedrooms of several children......

Now, Li Chixin is not surprised to see a few villains rolling and playing in the snow, but he still wants to remind Lai Heng not to be too naughty, so Li Chixin reprimanded through the window, "Lai Heng, you are not sensible, you have good things to play with your sister, how can you cherish the broom?"

Sun Chengzong, who was cooking tea in the red stove, didn't care at all, but because of Li Xuanji, a villain, there was some confusion about the titles in Sun's mansion, but he couldn't explain it, so he let it go.

He greeted, "Chixin, the day before you said that children should be free-range, how can you be so serious?"

Li Chixin listened to the old man's words, and also smiled to himself. He turned around, sniffed the wings of his nose and said, "Good tea, sir, it's Pu'er cooked in snow water?"

Sun Chengzong didn't expect that he would make snow and make tea, but he would meet a bosom friend, stroked his palms and laughed, "Chixin, you are also good at tea?"

Li Chixin said, in my life, if you don't get some doorways to pretend to be thirteen, you can't get into the circle of the association at all, and the tea ceremony is the only medium in it, once a few people pretend to be forks, taste tea, and talk about the past and the present, this business will naturally be negotiated; if you still copy the big gulp of meat and drink wine, even if you drink the eighty-two years old Feixian, "Okay, even if you win the life, you are likely to lose the business that is about to be negotiated." ”

After years of prostitution, Li Chixin has mastered almost all the miscellaneous sciences that can be used to pretend. When the wind of roasted tea spread to China, he himself was the initiator. In addition to the pot, he also knew that this tea is a unique large-leaf tea variety in Yunnan, that is, the Pu'er tea variety written in the textbook.

Ruan Phuc of the Qing Dynasty once said in "The Story of Pu'er Tea": "Pu'er ancient belonged to Yinsheng Mansion. The use of Pu'er in the West has been since the Tang Dynasty. Li Shi, a native of the Song Dynasty, also recorded in his book "Continuation of the Naturalist": "Tea comes out of the Yinsheng Mountains, and when it is not picked, it is cooked and drunk with ginger." ”

Sun Chengzong smiled at this year-old friend who was more and more amazed to him, and his curiosity rose, so he asked Li Chixin to tell him about his own experience of Pu'er tea.

"Jin once heard that the Yuan Dynasty had a place name called 'Bu Ri Qu', because it was later written in Chinese characters, it became "Pu'er" (at that time, the word Pu'er did not have three points of water); ”

Seeing that Sun Chengzong's eyes were full of encouragement, Li Chixin continued: "Pu'er tea has a long history of its roots, as early as 3,000 years ago, during the period of King Wu's war, the Pu people, the ancestors of Yunnan who planted tea, had already offered tea to King Wu of Zhou, but there was no name Pu'er at that time. ”

"Oh, what do you have to say about this tea after the week?"

"Tang official Fan Xuan, in the seventh volume of his book "Barbarian Book", there is a cloud, 'Tea out of the mountains of Yinsheng City, scattered harvest without harvesting method. Meng Sheman cooked and drank it with pepper, ginger, cinnamon and cooking. "It should be this tea ......" Speaking of this, Li Chixin casually picked up the blue and white tea pot for tea.

The small tea pot made his eyes shine, only to feel that the porcelain jar was brightly colored, and the style was subtle and introverted, giving people a sense of simplicity and brightness. He sighed in his heart, it is really more popular than people, obviously as soon as this teacan is in hand, he knows that this thing must be extraordinary, but he can't be ashamed to look at the bottom, and he forcibly endures the idea of leaving, and gently puts the blue teapot back on the small table.

(End of chapter)