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Shinji Nomura spoke in a gentle and gentle tone, but the meaning behind his words was quite rude. This was the rhythm of starting a fight.

The other tea masters who noticed this scene looked over with interest after listening to the portable translator.

Although Duan Guolin didn't show it on his face, his secretly clenched fists revealed his inner anger.

Yes, in previous tea fighting conferences, the Chinese delegation would suffer such overt and covert ridicule.

Whether it is from Japan or other countries with unfriendly relations, because this is indeed an irrefutable fact.

Ye Zhen was not the case. She pondered for a moment and answered loudly: "The raw material of matcha is steamed green tea. Steamed green tea has the disadvantage of bitter taste. The industrious and intelligent people of our country invented the stir-fried green tea process after continuous innovation."

“With the advent of fried green tea that is fragrant and mellow, steamed green tea has been eliminated.”

"This is not a loss, but a kind of survival of the fittest."

As soon as she finished speaking, Duan Guolin, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help but curl up his lips.

This remark was superficially meant to popularize history, but in fact it was an insinuation of the Japanese tea ceremony, where people were ignorant and did not know how to introduce the old and bring out the new. He did not expect Ye Zhen to have such a powerful side.

Shinji Nomura's chest rose slightly, but he still nodded politely: "I'm taught." But can this be understood to mean that Chinese people use tea for enjoyment, while we Japanese use the bitterness of tea as a spiritual practice? Is it higher than the Chinese tea ceremony?"

Hearing what he said, Ye Zhen and Duan Guolin looked at each other with serious expressions.

After a period of low-pitched translation, all the tea masters realized that the confrontation between the two had become tense.

Nomura Ichiro, who was talking to someone, also looked over slightly.

There was silence in the tea room for a while, but now, this silence has weight.

At this moment, the charcoal fire in the furnace made a gentle crackling sound, which woke Ye Zhen up.

She is a tea person, so she should use tea to speak, so why does she use her words to show off?

"This question should not be answered by me, but by tea. Can you lend me the tea set and let me make you a cup of Chinese tea?"

This was what Shinji Nomura wanted. He got up and went to the water house to take out a Chinese tea set and put it on the table. He chose a handmade glass tea set to facilitate the appreciation of the green tea dance, and made a "please" gesture to her.

He obviously knew about Chinese Gongfu tea, and he lit an incense stick on the tea banquet.

Gongfu tea pays attention to burning incense and calming the air, creating a light and quiet Zen state through the fragrance, sublimating the spirit of tea drinkers and tea drinkers.

Ye Zhen didn't know much about incense, but she only thought that his incense was elegant and harmonious, and it smelled particularly good.

Ironically, his behavior is exactly the opposite.

She took a few deep breaths into the incense, calmed herself down, and began to drink tea.

After briefly warming the pot, she filled half a pot of water into the glass pot with a spoon.

After the water temperature dropped to [-] degrees Celsius, she opened the can to get the tea and poured the tea into the water using the simplest upward method.

After the tea leaves enter the water, they float and sink at the bottom of the cup, sinking and floating slowly, slowly stretching into soft green buds and leaves. In less than 1 minute, a cup of green, yellow and translucent tea takes shape.

Shinji Nomura looked at the cup of tea but did not take it. He obviously looked down on this peddler-like method of making tea. Smile lines appeared at the corners of his mouth and he said softly: "Is this the Chinese tea ceremony?"

The tea masters present looked at Ye Zhen with somewhat doubtful eyes, but more with mocking eyes.

"The tea is not finished yet." Duan Guolin was not annoyed at all this time and reminded him leisurely.Shinji Nomura was full of doubts, and the tea masters who had been paying attention here were also puzzled after hearing the translation.

Ye Zhen responded to Shinji Nomura's words in a neither humble nor arrogant way: "There is no tea ceremony in China. Drinking tea is to the Chinese people what coffee is to Western countries. It is a way of life."

"Just as there will be no coffee ceremony in Brazil, we will not have the tea ceremony in China. Moreover, the Tao in China is a sacred concept that coexists with Chinese civilization. It is the truth that 'he who hears the Tao in the morning will die in the evening.' We will never Don’t dare to call anything Tao easily.”

"If we have to talk about Tao through tea, then the Tao is invisible. Drinking tea into thousands of households and drinking it as one of the seven things that open the door is our tea ceremony."

The smile at the corner of Shinji Nomura's mouth gradually solidified, and he looked directly at Ye Zhen with his lips tightened.

Ye Zhen looked at him calmly.

After hearing the translation, all the tea masters looked at Ye Zhen with shock.

They all whispered to each other, and the mocking eyes they looked at Ye Zhen disappeared and turned into respect.

At this moment, the golden orchids slowly bloomed under the hot water poured in, and the steam spread around the orchid fragrance, washing away the aroma of Shinji Nomura's incense to almost nothing.

The tea that had just been brewed was also completely cool, and the leaves slowly rolled up. Ye Zhen lifted the boiling hot water and rushed it into the tea as fast as the wind and rain. In an instant, the rolled tea leaves bloomed like an epiphyllum and regained their vitality.

A grand and strange fragrance steamed up, like countless orchids and snow waves pouring down together. At the same time, the color of the tea soup became very bright, like 'the first dawn through the mountain window, the dawn shining through the paper', standing on the water. The tea leaves inside have also become fresh green and lovely, like newly peeled bamboo shoots in early spring, and like the slightly sunny leaves in early summer.

Such a look and feel is intoxicating and shocking, and your heart is already falling before you taste the tea.

After the incense array, the whole room was like a clear sky after snow, full of refreshing air.

The tea room instantly became breathtaking.

When the steaming orchid fragrance reached everyone's nostrils, an uncontrollable chatter of voices surged toward Ye Zhen from the outside like a tide.

Nomura Shinji was shocked when he faced the changes in the tea. His dark eyes showed confusion and confusion. Before he could react, there was a sudden commotion in the table.

His great-grandfather got up and ran over without any regard for etiquette, shouting in Japanese: "This...this is!"

Ye Zhen smiled slightly at the rude old man: "This is snow tea, I must be an old acquaintance of Mr. Nomura."

Because of Nomura Ichiro's uncontrollable running around, many tea masters from various countries also looked over.

After hearing Ye Zhen's words, Nomura Ichiro seemed to wake up. He quickly bowed and apologized to the tea masters, and then sat down tremblingly at Ye Zhen's table.

Ye Zhen didn't say much, she divided the tea, picked up the tea cup with gentle and even fingers, held it in the palm of her hand and presented it to Nomura Ichiro.

Nomura Ichiro looked at the spring scenery at the bottom of the cup deeply and tenderly, as if looking at an old friend.

After a while, he picked up the tea cup, took a sip and slowly forced the tea soup into his throat with his lips closed.

Duan Guolin paid attention to his expression, nervous and expectant, his heart pounding.

After a long time, a sigh of vicissitudes came from the quiet tea room: "Long time no see..."

Nomura Ichiro's nose and lips trembled slightly. He held back his tears and looked at Ye Zhen with an admiring look: "This tea is most likely to have the true taste."

After he bowed to Ye Zhen and saluted, he turned to Nomura Shinji and said: "The only extravagant wish I have for the world in this life has been realized. It can be said that I will die without regrets." (End of this chapter)