"Because the Xun family and Qingchai family are too rich." Zhou Kefa replied, but it fell on the ears of Mr. Xun and Xiaoer, which made them a little confused.
However, Xun Yuantuo still suppressed the doubts on his lips and waited for his husband to speak.
Zhou Kefa picked up the teapot, poured hot tea for himself and his disciples, and stroked his beard unhurriedly, "The Xun family and Qingchai family are rich, as everyone knows for miles around, so naturally they cannot be like ordinary people. Of course, you have to choose a method that suits your financial resources and family status for food, clothing, housing and transportation. When rich people do things, face is naturally the most important thing." After drinking the tea, Mr. Zhou rubbed the corner of his mouth with some boldness and continued, "Since face is the most important thing, who can be ordinary? A rare way to brew tea in the market? Just talk about the method of brewing pekoe, which is mostly made from summer pekoe after Grain Rain. It is considered exquisite. The tea is fragrant, fragrant and refreshing. And this pot of tea is made from spring pekoe. Made from pekoe, although it is not as soothing to the throat as summer pekoe, there are traces of bitterness and sweetness in it, which is definitely a wonderful thing."
"Although most of the spring pekoe are not picked by anyone, after all, the spring is cold and the food is sharp and mellow and fragrant. Although it is bitter, it is still sweet and refreshing. It does have a taste of getting better and better. It should be like this when practicing literature and martial arts. If you don't eat it for free. With just a few hardships, one can become a great scholar in the literary world behind closed doors, but how far will this literary world decline?"
"Although Silver Mountain is good, you will still miss out on a lot of beautiful scenery at the bottom of the mountain; if you have gold and jade in your chest, how can you still allow the gentle breeze of scholars to enter your lap?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the thatched cottage next to the tea stall opened, and a middle-aged man walked out. He looked at Mr. Chou, and then at Mr. Xun who was sitting next to Mr. Chou and listening to his teachings. He curled his lips and said, "The fine gloomy weather is such that I don't take advantage of it." Take a nap in the tent of the carriage and let me tell you a very important truth. You scholars all have the same virtues. Regardless of eating and drinking, it can all be summed up in the same way. Pekoe is indeed picked in spring. If there is no such thing as our family Isn't the ability of this hand-made tea still inferior to Xia Tea?"
Zhou Kefa looked at this man and then suddenly said, "I said that there are some wrinkles on the white hair. In this case, it does make sense."
Hearing this, Xun Yuantuo was puzzled, and then took a closer look at the figure and dress of the person. He saw that the tea doctor was about seven feet tall and wearing a square scarf. Other than that, there was nothing unusual about him, but there was only a pair of slender palms outside the cuffs. Like jade.
And this man was not polite. He took two steps forward and sat down opposite Zhou Kefa. He poured a bowl of tea soup for himself. Then he looked at Mr. Zhou and said warmly, "I heard that you have not shown any trace for many years. How can you do it this time?" Are your thoughts wandering to such a barren land?" After saying that, the man glanced at Xun Yuantuo, who was still in the dark, "Since you are going to Huangquan Road for a visit, don't take others with you to die. Wow, you are so unjust."
Zhou Kefa glared, "What the hell, Huang Quan said, I don't get involved in worldly affairs. What's wrong with taking my disciple out to learn more?"
The man didn't respond, but said for no reason, "Although you have been recuperated for many years and your vitality seems to have recovered well, why do I always feel like you don't have a few more days to live when I look at your old face?"
Xun Yuantuo glared and almost stood up and smashed the tea bowl in the man's face, but Zhou Kefa held him on his shoulders, unable to move for a while.
"Disciple, this tea is certainly not bad, but it's a pity that the tea ceremony master in front of him has at least five fingers. Master will take you to try something better later."
The man's face had never changed since he walked out of the thatched cottage. But after hearing Mr. Zhou's words, a pair of eyes immediately stood up. He half-supported the tea table, changed his calm expression and shouted angrily: "That's nonsense! Those people's The tea ceremony is not orthodox at all, it is just an ability to impress people, how can it be compared with my tea ceremony?"
Mr. Zhou also refused to give in and sneered, "What nonsense? Although the person who compiled the list himself has mixed knowledge, the reputation of this tea ceremony has indeed been recognized by many experts. It is orthodox and orthodox. The so-called orthodoxy may be thousands of years old. It’s what people in the past said was a crooked way. Holding the orthodox plaque, it’s not like I’m living in such an unstable situation now, so I’m not ashamed.”
The man stood up angrily and walked away.
Mr. Xun and the waiter looked at each other for no reason. They had no idea what kind of ecstasy they were selling in their gourds.
"Just run away if you can't say it. After so many years, you haven't made any progress." Mr. Zhou was naturally very happy. He leaned back on the chair as if he was victorious, with a rare expression of joy on his face. "Old Six, don't do this." I’m so angry that I’m so angry that even though I’m not among the top five in tea ceremony, your spring pekoe does have quite a lot of flavor, how about you sell it to me for a few kilograms?”
Lao Liu Lao Liu is naturally not a taboo nickname for men, but Zhou Kefa teased this person for his tea ceremony practice.
As a result, the man serving tea in the thatched cottage became increasingly angry.
It was not until a long time later that the man's roar came from outside the house, "You are a scholar, how can you have such a wicked mouth! The process of making spring pekoe tea is very long and lengthy. Even in the tea garden, there are not more than ten people in a year." Jin Kecai, how many kilograms can you ask for with your mouth open like this old scoundrel?"
Taking another sip of tea without being impatient, Zhou Kefa smiled and said, "I'll give you as much as you can. Of course money won't be a problem."
The car tent moved again, and the master and apprentice slowly set off on the road.
There were eight more pekoe in the package, and the large package of silver was missing 10%.
"Sir, didn't you always say that it's best to travel on a budget? The richer your family is, the less likely you are to become an educated person. Why are you asking students to pay the bill this time?"
After drinking a pot of spring white hair, Mr. Xun felt that his mouth was full of fluids, his spiritual platform was clear and clear, and the anger that had been lingering in Huan's heart for many days was relieved by 70 to 80%. Only then did he have the intention to joke with Mr. Xun.
Although Mr. Zhou is meticulous when it comes to knowledge and chess skills, he usually has no airs about him. As time went by, Xun Yuantuo naturally let go of a lot of his restraint and often had fun and chats with Mr. Zhou, which was a good way to relieve boredom during the trip. .
Mr. Zhou blushed, cleared his throat and said, "Asceticism is good, but you can't starve to death. You don't need gold and silver, but there must be money to survive in the package. My teacher said don't use gold as your chest, which means don't If you fall into the eyes of money, how can you study with peace of mind? Besides, Yuan Tuo, what you said is very inappropriate. How many times can I drink these spring pekoes for my teacher? Why don't I ask you to go there? If you are angry, doing research can calm your mind, so this should not be considered."
How could Xun Yuantuo not understand the teacher's intention, so a smile appeared on Junlang's face, and the husband who was grunting angrily bowed deeply and said, "The student speculates that the teacher's intention is wrong, please punish him."
"Punishment?" Zhou Kefa stroked his beard and nodded, "If it were just based on today's incident, it would not be so wrong, but you have been in a very impetuous mood recently, and you really deserve a punishment." After that, he took out the handle from his waist. The bamboo ruler swayed in the air.
Mr. Xun reached out his hand consciously and did not dodge.
Unexpectedly, the husband brought the bamboo ruler over, scratched his spine, and pointed towards the chessboard carved out of the bottom of the car.
"Boy, come here and let the good teacher refine it."
