The Rise of the Cold Gate in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Chapter 82 Named "Qingming Tea"

Sparse spots of light, jagged trails, dark green on both sides, a young man in black, like a gust of wind, passed by quickly, and before he reached the old pine in front of the Taoist temple, he started to shout: "The trail, Xiaodao, open the door."

However, the gate of the Taoist temple did not move at all, Xiao Qinzhi shouted again: "Xiao Dao, if you don't open the door again, the uncle will throw away the delicious food."

"Bang!" The door opened in response, and a little Taoist boy came out, staring at Xiao Qinzhi's hand with wide radiant eyes, and hurriedly asked, "Where is it?"

"I just know how to eat, have you forgotten the rules set a few days ago?" Xiao Qinzhi took out his left hand, holding a small paper bag, waved it in front of Xiaodaotong, and then lifted it to a high place that Xiaodaotong couldn't reach, mouth He crooked and smiled unkindly.

"Uncle Qin!" Xiao Daotong held his mouth, although he was extremely reluctant to call him this title, but the temptation of delicious food was even greater.

"Ah—" Xiao Qinzhi responded bluntly, threw the paper bag to the little Taoist boy, and asked again: "What is the old Taoist doing?"

Xiao Daotong opened it and saw that it was indeed a candied fruit. He smiled knowingly and quickly put it in his arms. He immediately changed his face, stared at Xiao Qinzhi, and said old-fashionedly: "Shumu today, why are you here?"

"Slap!" Not surprisingly, Xiao Daotong was slapped on the head immediately, Xiao Qinzhi laughed and scolded: "Little white-eyed wolf, don't remember if you took the food, next time I won't bring you something delicious. "

"Meditate in the backyard." After being beaten, Xiao Daotong rubbed his head and pouted, seeing Xiao Qinzhi go straight into the Taoist temple, he shouted anxiously and aggrieved: "How many times have I told you that I have You never call out your name, and let me call you Uncle Qin, which is clearly bullying the small."

Xiao Qinzhi glanced back, smiled unkindly again, jokingly said: "Qingnan, Qingnan, I don't know, I thought it was a girl named 'Qingnan', look, Emperor Xuanwu, Patriarch Bodhi, Changsheng Venerable, Daode Tianzun, these names are so domineering, and you can tell that you are very capable when you hear them. You, Qingnan, are very weak at the first hearing. If you change Qingnan's name to Qingtian, when you become famous in the future, you will be called 'Qingtian Patriarch'. No matter who meets you, you have to take advantage of it."

Xiao Daotong squinted his eyes, put his hands on his hips, and said angrily: "Xiao Qinzhi, let me tell you again, my name comes from 'the one who carried the blue sky on his back and Mo Zhiyao, and now Jiang Tunan', you Don't change my name for me."

"Okay, Qingtian, I see." Xiao Qinzhi smiled triumphantly, strode into the Taoist temple, went straight through the main hall, and stepped into the backyard, leaving Xiaodaotong alone in the wind.

The old man is a fastidious person, he planted a lot of flowers in the small backyard, among which there is a stone table, four stone benches, and two rows of purple bamboos, two full-fledged cranes squatting on the purple bamboos next to each other Nap, there are several wing rooms on the west side.

Xiao Qinzhi went straight to the stone table in the courtyard, towards the leftmost room, and shouted: "Old Master, come out quickly, I have brought you something good."

"You bastard, Xiu Mu is still here to bother the poor Taoist, hurry up and get out." After a few days of contact, the old Taoist silently changed his address to Xiao Qinzhi from "Xiao Xiaoyou" to "a bastard" like old man Cui. "Old Daoist, you didn't want to read it, so I'll give it to Old Man Cui." Xiao Qinzhi said deliberately.

"Bang!" The door of the wing room opened suddenly, and the old Taoist came out with a cold face, holding the whisk with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Qinzhi took out new tea, fiddled with the tea set, and shouted at Scarface standing by the back door: "Ada, bring some hot water."

The old Taoist stroked his white beard, stared at the new tea in the cup, then looked at Xiao Qinzhi, and said with disdain: "Is this the good thing you said?"

"Is there something you don't know as a veteran? You brag with me every day, how many miles you have traveled, how many scenery you have seen, and how many people you have seen, why haven't you seen this? Are you ignorant?" Xiao Qinzhi Facing the old Taoist who loves to brag on weekdays, he was furious.

Curiosity was aroused, the old Taoist sat down close, took out a tea leaf from the cup, smelled it, and asked doubtfully, "Tea?"

"You are quite experienced, you have some knowledge, yes, it is tea." Xiao Qinzhi smiled, his mind turned, and he began to fool: "This tea is the king of tea, and the planting conditions are extremely harsh. It needs to be close to the lake, and the third needs to be early and clear. Tea picking is also very particular. It must be picked in the misty morning, when the sun rises in the east, when the redness is not yet out, when the aura of heaven and earth gathers but does not dissipate. A moment later, the spiritual energy will be lost."

The old man squinted at Xiao Qinzhi, who was bragging and not blushing at all, and snorted coldly: "You bastard, you dare to lie to a poor man, you are not small, Ada, throw him out of the door."

Leaning against the door frame, watching the excitement of the Xiaodao boy, giggling while eating candied fruit.

Scarface walked over with a pot of boiling water in his hand without saying a word, put it on the stone table, grabbed Xiao Qinzhi's collar with one hand, and suddenly lifted it up, Xiao Qinzhi's feet were hanging in the air, unable to move force.

"Ada, if you don't let go, I'll roast all your cranes tomorrow." Xiao Qinzhi squinted, and sure enough, Scarface who was threatened put Xiao Qinzhi down, because those cranes were Scarface life.

"Old man, cheated or not, you will know after drinking the tea." Xiao Qinzhi picked up the pot and poured water into the four teacups, the hot air curled up with a unique fragrance.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the old Taoist, his interest increased greatly, he was about to lift the cup, but Xiao Qinzhi suddenly stopped him, and said: "What's the hurry, we have to wait for the tea leaves to unfold, then we can drink tea."

Seeing that Xiao Qinzhi had filled the water, he didn't move any more, just waited, the old Taoist asked: "Shouldn't you add more?"

Xiao Qin twitched his mouth and said with a smile: "Old Taoist, don't you often say 'do nothing but do everything'? If you add other ingredients to tea, is it tea or other ingredients? Is it 'inaction' or 'everything' for'?"

The old Taoist stared at him, and said in a bluff, "Boy, are you sure you want to 'talk to Xuan' with the poor Taoist?"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with you, you can drink it, have a taste." Xiao Qinzhi held the other two cups for Scarface and Xiaodaotong, and he also held a cup himself, and first blew along the edge of the cup , and then take a small sip, carefully savor, comfortable and comfortable.

The curly and dry tea leaves slowly return to their original appearance in the water. The leaves are suspended, slim and graceful, but just looking at this process of shape change is a kind of appreciation.

The old man drank the first cup slowly, and felt that although the tea was not as mysterious as Xiao Qinzhi said, he was really pleasantly surprised, the clear tea was not weak, rich but not greasy, the beauty was the sweet aftertaste.

Comparing this green tea with added tea paste, it is like a clean nature and a noisy world, which are two completely different opposites. Xiao Qinzhi continued to drink water and said with a smile: "Old Taoist, drink first Let's take a look."

The second cup, the old man sipped slowly, not too slow, like drinking tea, but tasted the fruity aroma, which is really strange and endless aftertaste, after only two cups, the old man fell in love with it.

"How is it?" Xiao Qinzhi asked.

"It's tasteless." Xiao Daotong said smugly.

The scar-faced cow chews peonies and doesn't know anything.

"Go and eat your candied fruit, little brat, I don't understand anything." Xiao Qinzhi looked at the old man with a smile, and asked, "How?"

"Average!" The old Taoist knew that Xiao Qin was showing off, so he deliberately didn't praise the quality of the tea.

"Oh, then I'm leaving." Xiao Qinzhi took the remaining tea leaves on the table and got up to leave.

"Stop!" The old Taoist glanced at Xiao Qinzhi, tapped his fingers on the table, and said: "Leave the rest, and the poor Taoist will taste it again."

"Didn't you say it's average, what else can I order? Besides, I'll just order this, and I have to save some for old man Cui." Xiao Qinzhi said that he was going to leave, but he didn't. He just said that on purpose. Xiao Qinzhi will not leave until the frame is reached.

"He is a rotten scholar, so he is only fit to drink tea paste. He doesn't understand the elegance of this clear tea." The old Taoist poured himself a drink, pointed at Xiao Qinzhi and said, "Sit down, I have a few questions for you."

"what's up?"

"How is this tea made?"

"Old Taoist, if you eclipse chickens every day, do you still want to see if the chickens are born or not?"

The old man made a mistake, and was slapped in the face again, and the tea in his mouth almost gushed out.

"It's okay to tell you, anyway, you can't get it out, single-picking is a big trouble, you have to pick it before tomorrow, and a thousand tea trees choose a hundred tea trees, a hundred tea trees choose ten buds, ten buds only take one bud and one leaf , the thickness and length must be the same, it is a good product, and the rest can only be used as this kind of tea." Xiao Qinzhi exaggerated the difficulty of picking, pointing to a small bag of tea leaves on the table, and said: "My sister and I The two of you worked hard all morning to get such a good product."

The old Taoist was skeptical, but it didn't hinder his liking for this tea, and said: "Don't ask the poor Taoist, as long as there is tea in the future."

"That's natural." Xiao Qinzhi said, filled his teacup with water, and boasted: "My Jinniu camellia is the only one in the whole world, so you can enjoy it secretly."

"Vulgar!" The old man sneered, but he did not forget to drink the third cup. The quiet fragrance was a little weaker, but it had more charm, which was really a good thing.

The old Taoist's tongue lingered with a little lingering fragrance, thinking about the common name Xiao Qinzhi gave this kind of elegant thing, he glanced at it, and said: "The famous Gaiya tea, the stomach is empty and the face is gorgeous."

"Yes, my stomach is empty, I just rely on a face, if you are old-fashioned, I want to see what elegant name you can come up with?" Xiao Qinzhi was secretly happy, but pretended to be angry.

The old Taoist thought about it for a while, and said: "The ones who are clear are people; the ones who are tea are tea. They are picked during Qingming and regarded as the best tea, so we choose 'Qingming'."

"Qingming? Old Daoist, can you do it?" Xiao Qinzhi was disdainful at first, then stopped suddenly, and said happily: "Qingming! Good name, I take back what I just said, you still have something old Daoist."

"Farewell." Xiao Qinzhi fulfilled his wish and was about to return, unexpectedly, the old man snorted coldly and said: "Ada, leave the tea hidden on this bastard's body."

"Old man, I'm gone." Xiao Qinzhi wanted to run away.

"Tricking the poor Taoist to get a name and get the benefits of the poor Taoist, but I just take two packs of tea from you." The old Taoist waved the dust in his hand, and took a sip calmly.

Scarface threw Xiao Qinzhi into the sky, grabbed Xiao Qinzhi's waist and turned the direction, turned his head down, and lifted Xiao Qinzhi's legs, and began to shake the rope, two bags of tea fell from his chest one by one.

Xiao Daotong was sitting on the threshold, baring his mouth with gaping teeth, laughing loudly.

"Old Taoist, you don't talk about martial ethics." Xiao Qinzhi straightened his clothes and left in a huff. When he passed by Xiaodaotong, he didn't forget to give him a slap.

(End of this chapter)