"I announce that Qin Yin wins the first round of tea competition!"
The undoubted answer was read out by Father Mo, with a sense of majestic and high-spirited pride.
In the live broadcast room.
"Hiss, CV Qin is so awesome. He can actually beat the Jiang family, a literary family, in tea art?"
"Professor Mr. Jiang can't even beat Qin Yin, and her tea-ordering technique seems to be unheard of by all the professors here. Could it be that she has learned some unorthodox tea-ordering technique?
The heretics actually defeated the orthodox tea art. Is there any justice? "
"I am a tea art student, and I have never seen any tea-ordering technique that requires pouring water seven times. In my opinion, Jiang Qianjin's tea-ordering technique is the most standard and orthodox!!"
"Isn't that unfair? Miss Jiang's tea foam was obviously blown away by the wind. If we really talk about the length of time she bites the cup, Qin Yin's heresy method may not win."
"The head of the Mo family seems to be very protective of Qin Yin. What is their relationship? Is it possible..."
"Mr. Jiang's face turned dark and he looked very dissatisfied."
"Are all of them deaf? Didn't you hear that the head of the Mo family already said that Qin Yin's tea-ordering skills are the long-lost "seven soup tea-ordering method"?
He must have a reason for saying that! "
The live broadcast room was noisy because the tea culture in this live broadcast was so professional that it also attracted many tea art professors from major famous universities.
Regarding the "Seven Soup Tea Method", the controversy has gradually become complicated.
The scene of the imperial garden tea banquet.
After Father Mo's announcement, Mr. Jiang stood up unconvinced while stroking his beard and questioned:
"etc!"
"Old Mo, please don't talk nonsense just to protect Qin Yin. The only record of the 'Seven Soup Tea Method' is in my "Ming Ji Tea".
There is only one name for this tea technique, and there is no relevant record at all, which is far from being able to support Qin Yin in making this tea..."
Mr. Jiang answered everyone's questions.
Since Qin Yin uses the "seven soup tea making method" that has been lost for hundreds of years, who can prove that her tea technique steps are accurate and orthodox?
Mr. Jiang turned his eyes sideways and looked at Qin Yin. The original appreciation in his eyes faded a bit and turned into a bit of stern questioning:
"Qin Yin, if you use the orthodox tea-ordering skills to win over Xiaoqi, that's all."
"But if you arbitrarily tamper with the tea-ordering skills left by the culture, that would be disrespect for the culture. I will not recognize your tea-making skills."
After all, Mr. Jiang is the big tea boss of a cultural family in Beijing.
It plays a vital role in promoting tea culture.
He is not only a veteran of tea science, but also a cultural standard!
The corners of Qin Yin's lips were half raised, but she casually lowered her eyes and faced Mr. Jiang's aggressive posture calmly and coolly.
The cold girl stood up, and the aroma of tea from a "Caihua Longding" cup in front of the tea table lingered up, seeming to imbue her with an elegant and cold air.
She opened her lips coldly, but her tone was cold and tough:
"May I ask Mr. Jiang, what is orthodoxy?"
“Tea culture flourished during the Tang and Song Dynasties, and the techniques for cooking and ordering tea during the Tang and Song Dynasties also changed with the times. The techniques and tea tasting standards of each era also changed.”
“But what finally matters is the quality of this tea!”
"Quality wins, but you don't recognize his origins."
"Tasting tea is like knowing people. So who deserves more respect and appreciation from this society, a person who comes from an orthodox and noble background but has mediocre abilities, or a person who comes from a mediocre background but has refined himself to have outstanding abilities?"
Qin Yin looked directly at Mr. Jiang, with a cold curve on his lips, and his calm tone contained a chilling dignity.
This surprised Mr. Jiang, who had long been used to being praised by the Beijing literary circle.
What is orthodoxy?
What a mind-blowing question.
There are more than one billion people in the country of China, but there are only a few ancestors who can be traced back to the world.
It’s better to talk about ability than to talk about orthodoxy!
Throughout the ages, those with incompetent abilities, no matter how orthodox their bloodline is, will only end up being overthrown.
At this moment, Mr. Jiang looked sluggish and looked a little embarrassed.
But Jiang Qi didn't have such a literary character. When she heard Qin Yin's every word, she felt like she was being grabbed by the painful leg.
Doesn't Qin Yin mean that her "seven soups and tea ordering method" actually has no foundation at all and is not orthodox at all?
So she couldn't wait to stand up and proudly said:
"Qin Yin, are you admitting that the 'Seven Soup Tea Method' is your own creation and not an orthodox tea art?"
"Then, like grandpa, I will not admit your unorthodox tea skills."
"No matter how powerful your tea soup is, you are still not qualified to compete with the orthodox tea skills that have been passed down for hundreds of years!"
Qin Yin looked at Jiang Qi with a faint smile. She knew that if she was so excited, she would definitely reveal her true nature.
But she didn't bother to remind.
The cold girl's eyes swept across the entire audience, her lips curled up lazily: "What's so urgent about Miss Jiang?"
"Who said the 'Seven Soup Tea Method' is unorthodox tea art?"
"I was just sighing casually. The 'Seven Soup Tea Method' has never been lost, but there are fewer and fewer people who know it and can inherit it completely."
“An internal test book compiled by the chief director of the Beijing Tea Association already contains a complete record of the seven-tang method of ordering tea!”
“Articles are used to carry things, and books are used to carry people.”
"All people's ignorance comes from not reading enough books."
Qin Yin chuckled. Her eyes fell leisurely on an old man in the corner of the tea table, and she bowed respectfully and humbly:
"Professor Tang, do you think my 'Seven Soup Tea Method' can capture the essence?"
The old man has been sitting at the edge of the tea table. Although he comes to the tea banquet in the imperial garden every time, he mostly makes tea by himself and rarely interacts with others.
Over time, everyone began to ignore his existence.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, he was called by a young girl.
Dean Tang smiled heartily, stood up generously, faced Qin Yin with a suspicious expression, and asked with a smile:
"The little girl is well-read and has such a sharp eye. Whoever she joins will be blessed!"
Father Mo continued with a shameless smile: "Hahahaha, my Mo family is so lucky."
"..." Everyone: Master Mo, do you want shame or not? ?
Dean Tang was old, but he was full of energy and strode towards the tea table where Qin Yin was.
"Everyone, the 'Seven Soup Tea Method' has never been lost. It has not been passed down in place, which has always been a great regret for Chinese culture."
"I am here to thank Qin Yin for helping me to re-present this tea-ordering skill that is about to disappear from the public eye to the public through Internet live broadcast."
Dean Tang said and couldn't help but sigh:
"I am old, but the Tea Science Association cannot be old..."
The promotion of traditional culture can never be accomplished by one or two people.
It needs to mobilize the power of the masses and be recognized and appreciated by more people.
At this moment, the hearts of countless young people in the live broadcast room tightened, and something was stimulated little by little, making them feel slightly hot.
Although it is weak, it is spreading...
Mr. Jiang's expression became even more embarrassing: "Tang... Dean Tang?"
"The 'Seven Soup Tea Method' is actually an orthodox tea art!"
Dean Tang frowned and said solemnly and solemnly: "Yes, it flourished in the Song Dynasty, but because the tea technology requirements are too complicated and sophisticated, few people can perfectly grind the essence.
As a result, everyone respects simple and practical techniques.
This is what Mr. Jiang respects as the orthodox tea technique! "
Every word was like an invisible slap hitting Mr. Jiang’s old face.
Jiang Qi had humiliated the Jiang family, and she didn't dare to raise her head at this moment.
She lowered her eyes and pinched her palms tightly, gritting her teeth: Qin Yin, since you insist on going against me.
Then I will never let you go.
The day she first returned to China, she went to the detention center to see Jun Tangyue and made a deal with her.
Jun Tangyue told herself that Qin Yin was allergic to mango and vanilla...
