Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

In front of the TV, the audience looked at the black tea and seemed to smell the fragrance of the tea.

In daily life, the tea that most people drink is green tea, and they have little contact with black tea, and many have never drunk it.

"It feels pretty good, this tea."

"The brown color is very beautiful, and the taste is also very good."

"You can try it."

Domestic audiences have the mentality that they find it interesting to try, but for foreign audiences, it is a great increase in knowledge.

After all, most of Huaxia's teas sold abroad are usually black teas. As for black tea, green tea, and yellow tea, which are slightly less popular than green tea and black tea, many people in foreign countries have never heard of their names. .

"Huaxia is indeed a big country with tea culture! So there are so many teas that I have never heard of!"

"It's so cool. It turns out there are so many kinds of tea besides black tea. I must try it!"

"This tea looks very good, I want to try it too!"

In the picture, Ji Dong scooped the filtered tea soup into a cup and handed it to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu held the tea cup, and the tea soup was loud and mellow, and smelled mellow. He smelled the fragrance, and then drank the tea in the cup.

"Good tea, I didn't expect people in later generations to have such a wonderful creation. This tea has a mellow taste and a sweet aftertaste. It actually smells like rice wine. Hahahahahaha, not bad."

Lu Yu nodded, and Lin Yi said with a smile: "It is a blessing for future generations to be appreciated by Lu Gong."

Lu Yu looked at the Qixia Mountain where the clouds and mist had dispersed in front of him. He picked up the back basket that was placed aside, stood up, and said, "The fog has cleared, and the tea has been drunk. Mr. Lin, let's go on."

Lin Yi nodded, waved the tea table away, and followed behind Lu Yu.

There was a little melancholy between Lu Yu's brows, and he walked silently without saying a word.

Lin Yi asked: "What is Lu Gong worried about? Is it outside the pavilion?"

When they were in the Song Dynasty, before entering the teahouse, they saw a lot of homeless people in the alley at the entrance. These homeless people were dressed in ragged clothes and looked pitiful.

Lu Yu sighed, and stood in the mountains leaning on a cane, and said, "Yes, how can I not worry about it? Those children, those homeless people, alas."

Lu Yu looked into the distance. Although he has been traveling in the mountains all year round and lived in seclusion in the mountains, he also knows the world outside the mountains, and knows that it is a time of war and people's livelihood is difficult.

"Sir, did you remember yourself?"

Lu Yu turned his head to look at Ji Dong, and nodded slightly.

Lu Yu was abandoned by his biological parents when he was still in his infancy. Zen Master Zhiji of Longgai Temple picked him up and adopted him. After so many years, Lu Yu looked away and was not attached.

He grew up in a Buddhist temple, was deeply influenced by Buddhism, and had always been indifferent to other people's affairs.

Everything in this world is just a coincidence.

But he didn't just read classics, he read all kinds of books, and he also had Confucianism in his heart.

When he saw the children in the alley, he felt powerless and guilty.

He doesn't like this kind of feeling very much. He studies scriptures and tea affairs every day, and is not very interested in the communication with the outside world, but this kind of feeling makes him restless, which makes him feel a little melancholy .

Lu Yu looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, and he said: "Now wars are happening frequently, and many people are displaced, but Lu can't do anything, he can only pick tea in this mountain."

Lu Yu said that he didn't have any indisputable tone or expression, it seemed that he was just stating the reason for the powerlessness in his heart.

Lin Yi said with a smile: "Why do you have to do this, sir? Not everyone needs to fight on the front line. It is the credit of the husband to pick tea and write books in the mountains."

Lu Yu turned his head to look at Lin Yi, he also laughed, and said: "When I was young, Zen Master Zhiji taught me how to make tea. I listened to Sanskrit music every day and never felt peace and quiet. Only when drinking tea, I seemed to be At that moment, I knew that I, Lu Yu, should be born for this tea ceremony."

"Now that there are frequent wars in the world, I can't do anything, and I can't write many poems, so I have to go to this mountain to write a book to record my life's tea affairs."

Lin Yi said: "What Mr. has done is something that will benefit all generations, and it has further improved the level of tea ceremony in the Tang Dynasty. If it weren't for Mr.'s book, there would be no way for people in the future to learn about tea ceremony and how to make tea. Maybe we are still using ginger and onion. Make tea."

Lu Yu laughed and said, "Mr. Lin, I used to cook tea a few times like the Wei and Jin people, but to me, the true taste of tea was lost by cooking tea like that. Tea grows in the mountains and forests, and sprouts In the clouds and mist, it is a detached thing, it is a thing that does not care about the world, if you add onions, ginger and garlic, it will be contaminated with the world, and the taste will not be good.”

"In his whole life, Lu Yu has been obsessed with tea ceremony. Although sometimes he wants to go down the mountain and do his best to do something for the common people, but Lu Yu can't give up the tea ceremony after all."

"Perhaps as Lin Jun said, some people are born for something, and I, Lu Yu, are all for this tea."

After Lu Yu finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief. Leaning on his crutches, he looked towards the top of Qixia Mountain and said, "Sir, go up and have a look. I remember that I saw a good tea plant on the top of Qixia Mountain. I don't know if there is still one there." gone."

Lin Yi nodded and followed Lu Yu up.

There are many wild tea trees on Qixia Mountain. The tea made from wild tea trees has a different taste from the tea in the tea garden, and there are many types. This is why Lu Yu likes to go to the mountain.

The two walked to the top of Qixia Mountain, and sure enough, they found a tea tree on the top of the mountain.

Lu Yu took out the cloth bag from the back basket, and then picked the buds of the tea tree just in time.

Then he brought Ji Dong back to his residence.

As a tea sage, Lu Yu not only made all kinds of tea sets, but also made tea leaves. After the tea leaves were picked and dried for a while, Lu Yu started to make tea leaves.

The production of tea is much the same. The production of tea in Tang Dynasty, Song Dynasty, Ming Dynasty and even later generations all need to go through those steps, but the production of Tang tea is slightly more complicated than that of later generations.

Lu Yu put the tea leaves on the top to steam first. The temperature of the steamed tea leaves was very high. After steaming, he put the tea leaves with a fork to let the tea evenly dissipate heat.

After steaming, the tea is poured, and all the tea leaves must be crushed.

Tang Dynasty tea is a kind of pressed tea. After steaming green tea, it has to be crushed to let all the juice in the tea leaves flow out.

After the tea leaves are smashed, they must be packed and compacted. After compacting and letting them cool and set, they will be baked. After the baking, they will be sealed.

Lu Yu was very serious when making tea, and he seemed to be very familiar with the way. After making all the tea cakes, Lu Yu calculated that the tea tree he picked just made two tea cakes.