space fisherman

Chapter 1315

Ye Yuan smiled back at Hualao's culture.

At the same time, he conveniently put the gift for the old man on the table.

The gift he brought was also very simple, except for an old medicine, it was the old man's favorite space tea.

"you boy"

Elder Hua glanced at the gift Ye Yuan brought over.

Then after laughing and cursing, he ordered the nanny to take away Ye Yuan's gift.

"Xiaoyuan! Let me introduce you, this is my old friend for many years, Huang Shan!"

"Hello, Mr. Huang!"

Ye Yuan gave a junior salute to Huang Lao, and then quietly took Hua Lao's starting position.

He was also very curious, didn't he say that the big man was sick?
Why does the master still have the leisure to entertain guests here.

Instead of taking yourself to the doctor?
But of course Ye Yuan wouldn't express this emotion on his face.

Instead, he sat aside and listened quietly to the two old men chatting.

"You old guy has good taste. The tea brought by my apprentice is top-notch. I will ask you to taste it today!"

Elder Hua is very happy.

One was that he hadn't seen his youngest apprentice for a long time, but seeing him suddenly today, of course he was very happy.

The second is to show the filial piety of one's apprentice in front of old friends.

It's not enough to say how much Hua Lao loves Ye Yuan.

But after all, Ye Yuan is the youngest of his apprentices.

And it's ridiculously small.

You know, Hua Lao's apprentices are all in their sixtieth year.

Even if they are disciples and grandchildren, they are all entering middle age.

What satisfied Elder Hua the most was Ye Yuan's understanding.

No matter what he taught him, Ye Yuan would immediately comprehend it.

Moreover, Ye Yuan also has a memory beyond ordinary people, which makes Hua Lao more satisfied.

It can be said that Elder Hua already treats Ye Yuan as his own grandson, so he has to show off in front of outsiders.

"How is it? Drinking my apprentice's tea today, are you also showing your hand in front of the junior?"

Hua Lao said with a smile on his face.

Ye Yuan was curious, he didn't know what kind of riddle Hua Lao was playing.

But he didn't speak, just looked at the two old people so quietly.

"Okay! Let your apprentice experience the real tea art today!"

Mr. Huang was in a good mood and readily agreed.

Mr. Hua called the nanny and gave some instructions, and then the nanny went down to prepare.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Yuan didn't know what this Huang Lao's so-called craftsmanship was.

It's just a general guess that it should be related to tea art.

When a few people were chatting and having fun.

The nanny walked in carefully pushing a wooden cart.

Mr. Huang walked to the cart.

Put some tools in front of yourself.

Then he didn't speak, and started to work mysteriously.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Hua suddenly became interested.

And Ye Yuan as an accompanying guest.

He also stared at Huang Lao's every move without blinking.

Although Huang Lao is getting old, his hands are still very steady.

No sign of shaking like other old people.

First of all, Ye Yuan saw Huang Lao heat the tea leaves, and then use a small stone mill to grind the tea leaves into powder.

Then sieve the tea and pour water.

Although Ye Yuan saw the whole process clearly, he didn't understand what it had to do with tea art.

But it was the first time he saw someone grind tea leaves into powder before drinking tea.

I don't know if doing so will affect the taste.

"Xiaoyuan, you have to watch carefully, Lao Huang is currently the only one who knows this skill, he is the inheritor of intangible inheritance, don't underestimate it!"

Seeing Ye Yuan's indifferent expression, Elder Hua knew that Ye Yuan had underestimated his friend.

In order not to embarrass Ye Yuan in front of his old friends, he had no choice but to remind him.

After Hua Lao said so, Ye Yuan focused again.

After all, Mr. Hua would not say these things for no reason.

Presumably there is some trick in it that I haven't understood yet.

After all, non-genetic inheritance is not something ordinary people can have.

Elder Huang was also concentrating at the moment.

He picked up a bamboo stick in his hand and stroked the teacup with his fingertips twitching.

Seemingly an understatement after a few strokes on the tea cream.

Ye Yuan, who had been staring at the teacup curiously, suddenly couldn't help being surprised, the wise Chazhan exclaimed:

"how is this possible?"

It's not to blame for Ye Yuan's expression, he was really shocked by the scene in front of him.

Because he saw an incredible picture.

That is the outline of Huang Lao's look is an understatement.

On the surface of the tea, a picture scroll unexpectedly appeared.

In the past, he only heard that coffee would have this effect, but seeing it on tea today shocked Ye Yuan.

Knowing this time, Huang Lao put down the bamboo stick with a relaxed expression.

Put the completed teacup in front of Ye Yuan, and invite him to taste it.

"Xiaoyuan, do you feel miraculous?"

Elder Hua looked at Ye Yuan with an unbelievable expression on his face, and asked with a laugh.

"Old Huang, how did you do this?"

Ye Yuan was still immersed in his own shock.

Looking at the landscape picture completely drawn out by the tea in front of me.

His heart was really shocked at this moment.

"Have you heard of Chabai Opera?"

Mr. Huang sat back in his seat, and then asked questions without answering.

Ye Yuan shook his head blankly, it was indeed the first time he had heard of this strange name.

Huang Lao smiled wryly and looked at Hua Mingyuan who was smiling all over his face:
"I've said it before, young people don't like that these days!
So it is very difficult to find a successor! "

"Not necessarily!"

Hua Lao shook his head mysteriously, then looked at Ye Yuan and said:

"The so-called tea hundred opera is to use tea spoon as brush, clear water as ink, and tea soup as paper, this is the essence of tea hundred opera.

If you want to elaborate, then Chabaixi is actually a technique that uses ground paste tea as raw material and uses clear water to make the tea soup magically change patterns.

Tea Baixi originated in the Tang Dynasty, and developed to its peak in the Song Dynasty, becoming a cultural activity respected by literati. "

Mr. Hua briefly introduced the origin of Chabai Opera to Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan nodded repeatedly after listening.

"Hey!"

Just when Ye Yuan was listening seriously, Huang Lao who was beside him let out a sigh.

Ye Yuan wondered, why did Mr. Huang sigh?

Is there anything else in the middle that I don't know?
Without Ye Yuan asking questions, Huang Lao said on his own:

"What kind of scenery was Chabaixi in the past?
During the Song Dynasty, even the emperors were obsessed with the tea ceremony.

In the Song Dynasty, after the Qingming Festival every year, when the new tea just came out, it was the time when the tea fighting was at its peak.

Tea fights can be seen almost everywhere in restaurants and teahouses.

There are as few as five or six people, and as many as a dozen people.

Moreover, there were quite a few shop owners, and the neighbors would scramble to watch, but it was very lively. "

Speaking of this, Huang Lao seemed to be looking forward to something, with a sigh on his face.

Ye Yuan knew that he couldn't interrupt at this time, he could only quietly wait for Huang Lao's next words.

Indeed, as Ye Yuan thought, after taking a sip of tea, Mr. Huang continued to reminisce and say:
"At that time, not only the Song people were fascinated by the tea fighting, but even the Japanese who traveled across the ocean couldn't help but be tempted by it.

At that time, there was a Zen master Nanpu Zhaoming in the country of Wa, who originally went to Jingshan Temple to seek the Dharma and see the Buddha.

But after he returned to China, we didn't hear how he promoted Buddhism.

But they regard the tea banquet ceremony of the Song Dynasty as a treasure, and everyone knows it.

This is another reason why the Song Dynasty traveled to the east and opened up the trend of "discussing Taoism with tea" in the country of Japan, which has continued to this day.

But in our country of Hua, even a small Chabai Opera has been lost, me. . . "

(End of this chapter)