wood builder

Chapter 38 Mingyi · Fencha
Some people in the West Wing Room helped to call 120, and some opened the doors and windows for ventilation.

While doing CPR for Grandma Jiang, the girls from the health school directed Sister Honglip to give Grandma Jiang aspirin and nitroglycerin.After Grandma Jiang's heartbeat gradually recovered, she was taken to the hospital by ambulance accompanied by her granddaughter.

And because Grandma Jiang's tea friends also went to the hospital, Gu Zhaodi was the only one left in the messy West Wing.

Looking at the antique Jiancup full of tea on the long case, she couldn't calm down for a long time.And every word and every action Grandma Jiang said in the last moment is still lingering in her mind.

"Grandson, remember! You must choose a wide-mouthed tea bowl for this portion of tea." Although Grandma Jiang's hands are wrinkled, she holds up the Jiancup like a girl, gently and gracefully, "Look The mouth of this bowl is wide enough to print various patterns and verses on the tea soup." After she finished speaking, she put down the Jianzhan and turned to look up at herself with kind eyes. "This is like our heart. Only when we open up can we draw a wonderful future!"

Gu Zhaodi nodded with a half understanding, but didn't know what to say.

Grandma Jiang, did she hear what she was calling her parents?

Grandpa Liu's laughter sounded at this moment.

"Sister Jiang has to talk about some great principles every time she divides tea!" After he finished speaking, he still didn't forget that Zhang Luo's grandchildren who were present would take Grandma Jiang's words to heart, "You all have to remember, the skills you have learned can be It's all yours."

But I didn't expect his words, but it only changed Grandma Jiang's eyes: "Mr. Liu, don't put a high hat on me there! Such a little trick, you still need me to teach it?"

"That's not true!" Grandpa Liu nodded exaggeratedly, "Every word you say is the essence!"

"Yes! Grandma Jiang! We are very famous about you. If you talk about it, we will learn more." Grandpa Liu's granddaughter came over as she spoke.

Seeing this, the other grandchildren also stood up and joined Gu Zhaodi.

Seeing the faces of the grandchildren who were eager for knowledge, Grandma Jiang did not refuse, "Then I will talk about the tea utensils used for this tea." She said, showing the teaspoon in front of the grandchildren one by one, "Cai Xiang of the Song Dynasty believed that gold is the most important teaspoon, while silver and iron are the most valuable in the world. Bamboo is too light to be used. But the gold and silver teaspoons are too expensive for ordinary people to use. What should we do?"

Seeing all the grandchildren shaking their heads, Grandma Jiang looked at Gu Zhaodi again: "The eldest grandson, do you know?"

"It's just a piece of tea." Gu Zhaodi didn't know what the tea utensils on the company commander's case were, so how could he know the answer, so he just replied casually, "If the skills are superb, it doesn't matter what you use."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this answer, instead of criticizing her ignorance, Grandma Jiang clapped her hands and praised her.

"My eldest grandson is really a wonderful person!" Then he turned around and said to the juniors around him, "This Cai Xiang's request is just because he thinks that only a teaspoon with a strong texture can achieve 'powerful blowing' when ordering and distributing tea. So, this teaspoon can be used not only for gold, silver and ironware, but also for ordinary coconut shells. As the saying goes, utensils are not gold and jade, and the quality is self-sufficient."

"Okay!" Grandpa Liu put away the folding fan and was the first to applaud, "Then sister Jiang, your teaspoon is not made of coconut shells, is it?"

"Exactly!" Grandma Jiang said, holding the coconut shell teaspoon in her hand, shaking it to everyone as if showing off, and then said seriously, "But then again, what's the point of talking about it by myself? In my opinion Why don't we seven old guys teach these little ones a lesson while sharing tea!"

"That's a good way to dare!" Having said this, Grandpa Liu eagerly looked at the other tea friends, "Then let's make a fool of ourselves!"

Following Grandpa Liu's order, Gu Zhaodi felt that the air in the west wing stagnated, and the vibes of the seven old men changed, and the grandchildren stood behind their grandparents again.

Although Grandma Jiang turned her back to her, the calm, sophisticated and otherworldly demeanor she exuded made Gu Zhaodi nervous.

"The first way is to burn incense and meditate." Grandma Jiang closed her eyes and meditated after she lit the sandalwood in the incense burner.

Grandpa Liu began to bake tea cakes with a slow fire: "The second course is Wenbo Longtuan."

It was not until the fragrance of the tea was overflowing and the tea cake was loose that the next grandma took it and smashed the tea cake with a tea mortar: "The third way is to crush the full moon with the mortar."

"Fourth way, stone! Turn it on!" Another grandfather took the tea powder steadily and put it into the tea mill made of bluestone.After he grinds it slowly, the tea powder quickly turns into tea powder as fine as smoke.

After two processes of "engaging in tea" and "private tea", the tea powder is swept out, sieved and put into tea boxes, and the seventh step is completed, "qu dust enters the palace".

For the next eighth process, it was Grandma Jiang's turn.

I saw her slowly put the kettle on the stove, but closed her eyes again, her voice was full of confidence: "Listen to the waves in Linquan, also known as boiling water. Song people boil water by listening to the sound, and the water boils until the second boil. Between three boils, the most suitable."

Although the previous seven procedures are cumbersome, there is no need to explain them. Gu Zhaodi can understand them with her eyes, but she really doesn't understand how to tell the temperature by listening.

So he took the initiative to ask Grandma Jiang: "Then why is it counted as the second boil? Why is it counted as the third."

Unexpectedly, before she finished asking, Grandma Jiang raised her hand to interrupt her, and then pointed to the kettle: "Listen, the first boil is like a fish's eye, making a slight sound."

Several grandchildren, including Gu Zhaodi, also stopped asking questions at this time, held their breath, and listened to the slight sound of spring water in the kettle on the stove.

After a while, Grandma Jiang said again: "The second boil, the edge is like a fountain."

But less than 5 minutes after she said this sentence, she opened her eyes suddenly and lifted the kettle: "It hasn't reached the third boil yet."

Grandpa Liu immediately took the kettle and poured boiling water on the tea whisk: "Ninth way, tea whisk for showering!"

"Tenth way, the rabbit cup is out of the bath." The next grandma did not delay for a moment, and also scalded the set of rabbit cups with boiling water.

After the tea ordering process reached here, the seven old men stretched out their hands together, and each took a hot rabbit hair cup and put it in front of them.They took out tea powder and added them to Jianzhan, but they stopped talking.

Sister Red Lips whispered next to Gu Zhaodi: "This is the No. 11 way, Qu Chen is leaving the palace."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw seven jets of steaming clear water spit out from seven teapots and poured them into Jiancup. The tea powder was scattered in a hurry, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

"This is twelve ways, please flush the tea bottle!"

Then, the "swipe" sound of friction between the tea whisk and the Jianzhan permeated the entire wing.

Gu Zhaodi could see clearly that the tea powder in Grandma Jiang's cup turned into a snow-white paste in a few strokes following her movements.

And next to her ears is still the explanation of sister Honglip: "Thirteen ways, first cleansing after melting."

With another injection of water, the water level in the cup has reached a finger distance from the mouth of the bowl.

"This is the No.14 road, a line around the circle. It means that when injecting water, you should slowly circle around the lamp and make a circle."

But when No. 15 said "Whisk the bamboo whisk", Grandma Jiang's mouth was almost invisibly tilted. The seven old men were ordering tea in full swing, and the juniors behind them were also watching intently, but there was no one. Found something different.

In the following "Water Danqing" session, Gu Zhaodi and sister Honglip were afraid that Grandma Jiang would make a mistake, so they didn't even dare to say anything.It wasn't until a picture of a kneeling lamb appeared that everyone cheered. Grandma Jiang, a master tea divider, was actually a young swordsman.

But when everyone was waiting for Grandma Jiang to impart the secret of this water Danqing, they found that Grandma Jiang was still closing her eyes, as if she was asleep.

Her hands were firmly placed on both sides of the rabbit hair Jianzhan, and before she even had time to put down the teaspoon made of coconut shells, she could not hear everyone calling.

"Sister Jiang! Now is it time for you to talk about the key points of the tea?"

"Yes, grandma!" Gu Zhaodi smiled and walked closer, "I really want to hear this."

"Grandma, I also want to learn Shui Danqing."

Sister Honglip also mustered up her courage and squatted beside Grandma Jiang, trying to coax grandma to teach her once.But when she wanted to hold Grandma Jiang's arm like someone else's granddaughter holding grandma's arm, she found that grandma's arm was hanging down so weakly.

She immediately turned pale with shock: "Grandma! What's wrong with you, grandma?!"

(End of this chapter)