Tea Ceremony Trouble

The small kumquats, which are turned golden yellow by honey, exude a sweet fragrance. The sticky honey shreds meet the milky white bottom of the bamboo cup, revealing a more attractive color.

Chu Fengci took out the Dianhong that was previously measured with tea, and according to the different sizes of the bamboo cups, they corresponded to 3 to 5 grams of black tea.

White and slender hands pinched the top of the tea cup—Chu Fengci's expression was indifferent, as if immersed in a small tea case, and what happened around him had nothing to do with him.

His fingertips were as white as jade and almost transparent, extending to the palms and wrists were also extremely beautifully shaped.

When the tea was suspended above the mouth of the cup, he flicked his wrist lightly, and the black tea fell to the bottom of the cup, the scene was as beautiful as an ink painting.

Chu Fengci held the hot red clay pot burning inside, and he raised his right hand a little. Although the movement was slight, he could still hear the sound of tea sloshing on the inner wall of the pot.

The right hand hangs high, and the water pours like a column, rushing into the cup, breaking the Dianhong curled up at the bottom of the cup.The black tea fluttered, stretched its body and stretched its posture amidst the continuous hot tea, and soon, it emitted a very attractive fragrance.

The fragrance is not strong, but it fills the whole quiet room. You can feel the refreshing and lofty fragrance when you turn your head slightly. Even if you make scented tea, it doesn't have such a full and pleasant smell.

In the dense mist, Chu Fengci lowered his eyelashes, and those fine and dark eyelashes seemed to be fogged all the time, and besides the inhumanity, there was a sense of innocence.

However, the tea ceremony master has always had the talent to stun others. When Chu Fengci talked about the tea ceremony, the tea waiter couldn't help but make circles in his eyes.

"Black tea can be roughly divided into several types. Kungfu black tea and Souchong black tea can be drunk in a cup; broken red tea and black tea with flakes can be drunk in a pot. The Dianhong Gongfu I brew now is drunk in a pot. Drink and smell the fragrance."

As soon as he finished speaking, several cups of black tea had already been poured into his hands.It is exactly half of the area drawn by the notch, which makes people have to marvel at its exquisite craftsmanship.

The tea soup of black tea is like condensed red jade, shiny, beautiful and clear.Water droplets with a faint tea fragrance fell into it, causing ripples, as if breaking a bright moon.

The honey-soaked kumquats gradually dissolving in the tea water added a hint of dark color to the black tea, crawling quietly under the cover of heavy tea leaves.

"Black tea can be clearly drunk and blended. Milk, honey, lemon slices, etc. can be added to the blended drink... This is a new method of blended drinking, but it retains the taste and aroma of the clear drinking method." Chu Fengci Said, eyebrows and eyes suddenly raised, graceful and graceful, like a romantic son in troubled times.

"The tea can be brewed within 3 minutes. Compared with other teas, Dianhong has a bitterer taste. Adding a little honey-soaked kumquat at the beginning can calm the bitterness and cool the heart. After the brewing is successful, add it again, sweet The taste will be more obvious, from sweet on the tip of the tongue to sweet aftertaste.

Compared with acacia and other candied fruit, the biggest advantage of candied kumquat is that it is compatible with the sourness of Dianhong to a certain extent. Its sweetness will not exceed the style of Dianhong, but it will make the characteristics of black tea more distinct and charming. more distant. "

When he said this, Chu Fengci lifted the clay pot with his wrist, and the light brown hot water suspended in the air stopped flowing instantly, only a drop of residual liquid stayed at the spout, condensing into a crystal clear water drop gemstone.

Chu Fengci's movements are very simple and very fast - there is a sense of flowing clouds and flowing water in one go, so much so that the tea waiter is still a little bit unable to react after he finished brewing the Dianhong.

Fourteen cups of black tea stood in front of my eyes, the water was so clear that I could even see the tea leaves floating at the tip of the leaves, and the bottom of the white belly of the bamboo cup.

The young and handsome tea master put down the clay pot, but picked up the rough chopsticks again.The bamboo chopsticks made of green bamboo made a crisp "ding" sound when they were tapped on the white plate filled with candied fruit.

The tea waiter subconsciously glanced at the place where the white saucer was struck.

Then the tea master stretched out a pair of slender hands in front of him, holding the bamboo chopsticks loosely.

"Take it."

The tea waiter took it with a dazed face.

"Speak less, practice more." Chu Fengci said concisely.

The tea waiter still didn't respond.

There was no movement in the ears, Chu Fengci frowned: "It's useless to listen, and I can't let you intervene in my tea cooking. It's just that there is a chance to hone the tea skills of newcomers in brewing Yunnan Dianhong. But in the past Put some candied fruit in it, pay attention to the amount, and there shouldn't be any major disasters."

"...My lord, this is a competition!... How can it be..." The tea waiter was even a little incoherent.Seeing the shadowy cameras, he quickly lowered his head, fearing that his red eye circles would be photographed, but his eyes were sore and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, so he couldn't speak.

Obviously the adults don't need him.

Obviously, it is an honor to be able to make tea sets for adults.

Obviously a person like him should not tarnish the tea art of adults.

... But when I abandoned the ancient martial arts that I have practiced for more than a hundred years, wasn't it just for the dream of becoming a tea master?Why, when powerfully touched, there is such a deep sense of shame and sorrow.

The tea waiter's past experience made him ashamed to speak, but he didn't want to harm Mr. Chu because of this.

Stuck for a long time, looking at the pair of bamboo chopsticks that were still stretched out in front of him, the tea waiter breathed a sigh of relief, and finally planned to tell the truth, and only hoped that Chu Fengci would not feel unlucky because of this: "Master Chu, I have always Insulated from tea art, the failure rate of all the tea leaves that I have brewed is almost [-]%... Don't worry, I just made bamboo cups, it's not in the way, and I haven't touched Dianhong tea... I... I , It wasn't intentional, I just didn't dare to say... I'm afraid..."

Speaking of the latter, he was already stuttering. Although the tea waiter looked calm, his eyes were firmly fixed on Chu Fengci, and the panic inside was about to overflow.

The tea ceremony is not gambling, but it also emphasizes the theory of luck.

The so-called tea ceremony is exquisite, which means that it is not just copying an action, brewing a taste, and it can be called a tea ceremony-if that is the case, I am afraid that robots have already replaced the work of tea ceremony masters.

The tea brewed must have "spirit".It is these "spirits" that appease the violent/chaotic genes of the virtual operator and prompt him to reorganize and become stronger.

There is only one tea master in ten thousand.

And this one, who may not be able to capture the "spirit", is destined to crawl at the bottom of the pyramid.

Chu Fengci frowned, looking sleepy.

The tea waiter lowered his head.

Then I heard Chu Fengci say coldly: "What does your failure to cook tea have to do with me, if you can be dragged into the water..." He paused, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Then I really have to re-examine myself. "

When Chu Fengci took the second place that day, he used a more modest "Chu Jun", which was really a mistake.

According to his attitude towards the tea ceremony, it's almost as good to be a Chu Kuang - he firmly believes that even if the combat power is divided by two, he can still beat others into a mess.

"……grown ups!"

"Hurry up." Chu Fengci said a little impatiently, and put the bamboo chopsticks into the hands of the tea waiter, with a cold expression: "When the tea smell dissipates, then put the honey-soaked kumquats in, the taste will be a bit off."

Naturally, the little tea waiter didn't dare to delay any longer, and carefully picked up the little kumquat, feeling his palms were steaming and wet with sweat, his whole body was extremely nervous, and he adjusted his breath for three or four minutes before--

Asked: "How much is good?"

The voice was still trembling.

Chu Fengci: "..."

"...D-my lord qaq?"

"You can do whatever you want, you don't need too much." Chu Fengci was speechless.

Then the little tea waiter took a look at Chu Fengci's not-so-happy face, but mustered up his courage, and with the round bamboo chopsticks that had been rubbed in his hand, he picked up a trace and put it into the Dianhong.

As calm as a mirror, the beautiful ruby-colored tea soup is sunk into the beautiful small kumquats that have been soaked.At the bottom of the bamboo cup, it quietly reunited with the stretched Dianhong. At that moment, it was beautiful and elegant like a pantomime.

The room is full of strange fragrance.

A rare happy smile appeared on the corner of the tea ceremony master's lips.

No matter how many times you cook the tea, you will be surprised to smell such a strange aroma.Black tea is different from green tea. This difference has a distinct experience in terms of color, aroma and taste, but especially in the aspect of "fragrance".

Even the little tea waiter was shocked.

Although the Dianhong just now is fascinating, but after adding a little honey-soaked kumquat, it is more like...

Reborn from the ashes.

Among the ignited flames, the Dianhong tea suddenly bloomed!

And such a high-quality tea was born in his own hands, which made the little tea waiter feel a little more incredible and cherished.

He was even more careful to touch the fourteen cups of Dianhong with the magic pen, just like the red lotus in the abyss blooming one after another, and the beautiful scenery in it made him overwhelmed.Until the end, surrounded by the fragrance of tea, I just inhale the fragrance of tea, and I feel comfortable and clear-eyed.

Chu Fengci said: "Okay."

The tea waiter hastily put down the bamboo chopsticks and stepped back three steps, a little flustered, as if afraid of touching those cups of Dianhong.

When he got a little farther away, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There is still about a stick of incense, and the game is about to end... A tea waiter will come later and seal the tea into the time box, so as not to over-brew it." Long lead to lose the best tea tasting opportunity."

After he finished explaining this, as soon as he finished speaking, the door of the quiet room creaked open.This time it was not a cute mechanical hummingbird, but a gray-clothed tea waiter with his head down, holding a silver-gray metal box in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Chu, please hand over Jiaming to me!" To the villain."

The tea waiter in Huiyi was much more respectful and humble than the tea waiter beside him, but Chu Fengci secretly frowned.

He asked, "Why not you?"

Tea waiter: "Huh?"

After he realized what Chu Fengci meant, he quickly replied: "The villain is only responsible for assisting you in making tea, and the rest has always been divided to another tea waiter."

Chu Fengci responded lightly: "Yes."

Can't hear whether it is dissatisfaction or satisfaction.

Xiaocha's heart throbbed.

But Chu Fengci had already said: "Put it on."

The gray-clothed tea waiter bowed his head and opened the silver-gray metal box in his hand. There were more than a dozen hollow spaces in it.As soon as the bamboo cup filled with black tea is put in, a silver gear cuts out, firmly fixing the position of the bamboo cup.

The little tea waiter glanced at it, seeing that the surface of the tea was calm without any ripples, he couldn't help sighing that he was indeed a tea waiter who was used to serve tea, and his steady hand was considered a skill.

The tea waiter in gray clothes packed fourteen cups of black tea, and then locked the time box. With a sound of "da", countless sophisticated mechanisms instantly melted together, firmly locking the black tea in it, and it is impossible to pry it without a key.

After the matter was over, the tea servant in gray clothes bowed again, and said with great respect: "Please allow the villain to retire." Holding the metal box in his hand, he walked out cautiously.

At this time, the camera and the speaker also flew out following the back of the gray-clothed tea waiter. After all, for the tea masters, they had already done what they showed in the competition, so there was no reason or position to continue filming.

The Chu fans in front of the screen wailed in pain: We want to see the beautiful Mr. Chu, who wants to see how the tea waiter walks in front of us qaq

Even the tea masters were disappointed, and they still couldn't get enough of it—they still didn't understand the special tea making skills of black tea.

With the feeling of seeing off his son, the little tea waiter reluctantly watched the cups of Dianhong gradually move away.When she turned her head, she happened to meet Chu Fengci's gaze, and she stood there stupidly.

Chu Fengci's eyes are beautiful, those eyes are like a bottomless abyss, and like a boundless night.When he stared at you—the little tea waiter felt goosebumps all over his body and stood up comfortably. Although he knew that Mr. Chu Jun couldn't see, he was still drowning in those eyes from the bottom of his heart. Very creepy.

The black-haired tea master showed a faint smile, his exquisite face almost suffocating, but the question he asked made the little tea waiter feel like falling into the ice cellar: "Have you ever thought about why you came to be my tea waiter? "

The little tea waiter: "!!"

How could a tea waiter like him who has no "luck" be appointed in the competition to help the tea master cook tea.

It is the most correct way to isolate him and exile him.

...But what if you want the tea master to lose?

"I know you have no malice." Chu Fengci lowered his eyelashes and whispered.He fiddled with the honey-soaked kumquat with bamboo chopsticks, with a careless expression on his face.

The voice was so low that the little tea waiter almost missed what he was saying.

"But..." the little tea waiter trembled: "The person who can arrange the distribution of tea waiters, the tea waiter who just took the black tea..."

Chu Fengci: "..."

"He should be fine." The little tea waiter's face was pale, as if he was about to explode in silence at any time, he pursed his lips, and comforted: "The time box has been locked, sorry that no one and no chance to do anything on it hands and feet."

Chu Fengci has closed his eyes again, with a calm expression: "Probably so."

He doesn't care about winning or losing the game.

But dare to do anything to the tea he made at will.

—That really bothered him a lot.