After inviting Shangguan Yuan into the room, Huang Daozhang and others barely came to their senses, leaving several people scratching their heads and scratching their heads in embarrassment.
Hou Cen's residence was really shabby, and he originally just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect to be able to invite Shangguan Yuan, and he was shocked by her beauty. Now he couldn't lose face, and he couldn't help but regret why he didn't hold a banquet in the restaurant.
"Show me something eye-opening!" Meng'er saw that the others were at a loss and was the first to speak.
Huang Daozhang hurriedly poked Hou Cen to signal to stop being stunned.
Hou Cen quickly took out a brand new tea set from the back room and made tea for several people.
"Tea? What can be new??" Meng'er looked disdainful.
The moment Hou Cen picked up the teacup, his spirit, energy, and blood gathered together, as if there was nothing else in the world but the teacup in his hand, and making tea transformed into everything in the world.
Shangguan Yuan's heart trembled slightly, and she knew that this tea was extremely unusual.
Hou Cen swept away the normal state, and several people who were already familiar with each other were shocked that a pot of You'er's Heart could induce such a change.
Everything in the world has its traces, so what is the great road? Thousands and thousands of forms are all avenues.
There are only strong and weak, good and bad, and there are thousands of kinds of people, and the path they take leads to different results.
Put the tea leaves into the pot, sway them three times in your hand, stop in mid-air, and pour the boiling water on the charcoal into the teapot with your right hand.
No more, no less, just 90% full.
Tea was poured into the seven cups in front of them one by one, no more and no less than 90% full.
Put down the teapot with your left hand, put down the spoon with your right hand, rotate half a circle starting from the first teacup, wave your hands from left to right over the teacup, palm from bottom to top, take a deep breath and say: "Please!"
The voice was slightly old and thick, without any emotion.
Looking down, I saw that there was no broken tea leaves in the tea cup. It was pure and quiet, with only a hint of gold, just like the setting sun imprinted in the water.
Even Meng'er, who had always been dishonest, held her breath and watched Hou Cen pour the tea without saying a word.
Everyone was shocked. For some reason, Hou Cen's voice even changed. Is this tea still You'er's heart? ?
Neither humble nor arrogant, silent, sitting like a golden bell, as if he has entered the Tao.
After a while, Hou Cen found that everyone was looking at him and said shyly: "I'm sorry, everyone, I just entered the tea ceremony and can't extricate myself!"
"Tea ceremony?" Meng'er asked puzzledly.
"Everything in this world has a path. Only by stepping on this path can we see the truest side of something. Tea or You'er's heart?" Huang Daozhang said slowly.
He never thought that someone would know about it. Hou Cen looked at Huang Daozhang: "Yes, it is still You'er's heart. This tea is different from the previous ones. It is the real You'er's heart, coming from heaven and earth!"
"From heaven and earth?" Huang Daozhang asked as puzzled as everyone else.
"The ancestors of the family accidentally drank the water flowing on the rocks in the mountains. After exploring, they came to the top of the mountain and found a strange plant growing in the spring water. The water inside did not taste like the mountains, so they built a house on the top of the mountain to live. , drank spring water every day, and after many years, I discovered that the breeze had this smell every moment of the month. I felt it and copied the movement of the wind and water day and night. I don’t know when I created this secret method of You’er’s heart. It is passed down in a single line. to date."
"It is recorded in my family that if I follow the secret method, I can get 90% of the taste of that day. A little bit of Taoism can reach 99%, but in the end I can't reach it, I don't know!"
"What about today??" Huang Daozhang tremblingly picked up the teacup in front of him.
"I'm afraid it's 99% true! There were so many brothers in my family at the time, and it was because the first time I made tea was like just now, so this secret method was passed on to me!"
"I didn't expect Brother Hou to have such ability. It's an eye-opener for us!" Wang Chi said respectfully.
"Ashamed, ashamed. This is only the second time I have made tea in Taoism over the years. I think it is because of Miss Shangguan's contribution. Even the heavens respect me!"
"I didn't quite believe it when I came here, but now it seems that it is indeed true, interesting and interesting!" Shangguan Yuan nodded and smiled sideways.
"What?" Huang Daozhang heard that Shangguan Yuan's words seemed to be prophetic, but he didn't know.
"Drink tea!" Shangguan Yuan said without further explanation, raising the wine glass in his hand.
Huang Daozhang and others didn't hesitate to ask any questions, so they raised their glasses together and drank into the mouth the You'er's heart that had entered the Tao.
One by one, chaos comes from the dream.
The tea flows from the mouth into the stomach, as if it has absorbed the whole world. In the chaos, everyone is drunk and I am alone.
Shangguan Yuan returned to the mutinous incident in his childhood. The bandits and thieves on the devastated side burned, killed and looted, leaving no one alive in every village they passed until they reached the shogunate.
The little heart is not afraid of death, but the care of his parents and the whole village makes Shangguan Yuan unable to bear to see them suffer.
Even the few people in the village who knew martial arts were no match, so what could a little girl do?
Helpless and helpless!
The moment he lost hope, Long Yu fell from the sky like a god, killing all the thieves in an instant, but no one in the village was injured.
Hope in a desperate situation is so precious. At that moment, Shangguan Yuan felt that there was something more in her body, but she also felt a fear that ordinary people could not feel.
That black land came again, not because of the fear caused by monsters eating people, but because of the loss of light, loss of hope, and even the extinction of the entire human race, and a misfortune that would no longer exist in the world from now on.
The fear deep in her heart was infinitely magnified. Even though she had grown up, Shangguan Yuan still couldn't bear this feeling. She cried and dodge everywhere, attracting the attention of the monsters and pounced on her.
Where could a weak woman run? She was quickly surrounded.
You can only wait for those monsters to eat your body before you can escape from the bad situation. Do you have to feel this pain again?
Suddenly the heaven and earth shook, and white lights flashed across the sky and earth like fireworks.
The black monster dies when touched and disappears.
Shangguan Yuan, who was about to fall to the ground, felt a huge force coming from behind to help him stand up.
The world collapsed and the illusion became void. At the moment when he returned to reality, Shangguan Yuan looked back and saw a figure standing on the earth. A figure full of boundless hope drove away the fear in his heart.
Looking at the tea cup in his hand, Shangguan Yuan knew that he had left the illusion. He seemed to see the face of the man at the last glance, but he seemed not to see it.
The tea was half cold, but her heart was extremely warm. The fear that had been lingering in her heart for a long time disappeared. You'er's heart was indeed unparalleled in the world.
When you drink it, only the sweetness remains.
If you are not good at raising children, you will not be able to teach your children well.
Hou Cen had drank You'erxin countless times, and most of his memories were of happy childhood anecdotes, but this time he unearthed the deep secrets in his heart.
The first time he made tea, the family was shocked. After discussion among several princes, the secret recipe was passed on to Hou Cen's family.
I thought that Hou Cen was gifted and could complete the unfinished secret recipe of his ancestors, but he didn't expect that after that time, Hou Cen never entered Taoism again, and the tea he brewed was not satisfactory, and some other children in the family gradually surpassed Hou Cen.
The best secret recipe has been passed down to Hou Cen and cannot be changed. The princes regretted it so much that they vented their anger on Hou Cen's parents.
Originally from the glorious lineage, he became the object of ridicule by everyone in the clan.
Because of his weak body and inability to practice martial arts, he was often bullied. The elders in the clan turned a blind eye and ignored him.
The parents were heartbroken because of the child's suffering, so they began to leave the family, taking no money or anything except You'erxin's formula.
A family of three, who don't know martial arts, live on the street relying on small business, no one cares about them, and there seems to be no place in the world.
Hou Cen knew that if he wanted to change his destiny, he could only rely on himself. If he couldn't succeed in martial arts, he would study essays and try his best to memorize every book he had read. He didn't have any talent, he only relied on hard work, and he didn't waste any time. .
As Hou Cen grew up, he read more and more books. The principles of some articles seemed obscure and difficult to understand before, but now they seem to be clear to his heart. A seed is gradually buried in his heart. I wonder if it is God's will. Coincidentally, Hou Cen became more and more proficient in making tea, and was able to teach You'er's Heart Improvement and turned it into a business.
With his mind clear and beginning to understand world affairs, Hou Cen developed countless industrial businesses and accumulated wealth.
His fame is getting bigger and bigger, but Hou Cen still lives in this remote and simple place, for no other reason than to remind himself that he has no talent and must not forget that hard work can make up for his shortcomings.
Usually a cup of tea is a moment in my childhood, but today I was looking back on half my life. Hou Cen drank the tea in one gulp, recalling the scene of him sitting on the table in the house, studying hard day and night, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
After waking up, Hou Cen smiled to himself.
Ordinary people are fearless, but killing people is terrifying.
Qi Chongbao was born extremely timid. He was hunted down by countless thieves when he was young, just because of the word treasure.
There is a treasure that has been passed down in the family for generations and few people know about it. For some reason, it was passed down to Qi Chongbao's parents' generation, attracting the covetousness of countless people. His parents took him to hide everywhere, hiding in the mountains all year round in order to survive.
Later, in order to allow Qi Chongbao to live a better life, his parents took away the treasures and left Qi Chongbao to be raised by a relative. Who would have thought that not long after, thieves were encountered at home, and he was hacked to death after a disagreement. The thief couldn't bear it or his conscience found out that he let the child Qi Chongbao go.
From then on, Qi Chongbao was extremely afraid of swords and bandits.
Although the Qi Dynasty was prosperous, it was too large for hundreds of prefectures and counties to manage one by one. There were powerful thieves in many places, some of whom committed murder, some committed petty theft, and some committed adultery and robbery.
After his relatives were killed, Qi Chongbao lost his support and could only wander around, living on the leftovers thrown away by others.
When he was short of food, an old beggar took Qi Chongbao in. Perhaps because he had no children, or perhaps because he had done too many bad things in the first half of his life and suffered retribution. The old beggar was very kind to Qi Chongbao and gave him every good thing he begged for. He even saved money to support Qi Chongbao's education.
That time the old beggar begged for some money and was going to buy the history book he wanted for Qi Chongbao. Who knew he met a thief on the way and took a fancy to the silver in his hand. The old beggar resisted desperately, but how could he defeat a young and strong thief? , was beaten to death, all because the busy city attracted government soldiers, and the thieves did not dare to stay and fled in a hurry.
Although the money was saved, the old beggar lost his life.
The two are neither relatives nor friends, so how could the old beggar do so much for Qi Chongbao?
Before he died, the old beggar told Qi Chongbao that he had done too much evil and that everything was karma. He saved him and helped him to do good things and make up for the mistakes he had made. He only hoped that Qi Chongbao would be an upright man in the future and not do evil.
The old beggar left all his savings to Qi Chongbao, so that Qi Chongbao grew up and became famous.
Qi Chongbao witnessed the death of the old beggar with his own eyes and was no longer afraid of swords and thieves.
Even if he is hit with a knife or ax, there are things that cannot be changed. The old beggar would rather die than let go of the money in his hand. His determined eyes have never changed, which made Qi Chongbao understand that in this world, it is not murder that is scary, but ordinary people who are fearless.
Qi Chongbao has already understood this truth. Drinking this cup of tea has deepened his belief and it will last forever.
