gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 19 Bamboo Cup
"Brother Gun, have you ever played chess online?"

"I've done it." Fang Hong didn't hide it either.

"What website?"

"Yiquan."

"A few paragraphs, isn't it too low?"

Fang Hong smiled: "Nine paragraphs."

Jiuduan?Kuduan!
Water friends who knew Go immediately exploded, and many people who had no intention of playing barrage at all were playing barrage.

Putting it all together in one sentence: "Judan is so stupid? Are you bragging? What's your ID?"

All nine-duan, no matter it is strong nine or face nine, in short it is nine, and every nine-duan ID has traces to follow. If you insist on bragging, just say eight-dan. real.

Fang Hong looked at the screen full of barrage, speechless: "My previous ID was called Wumingshou."

Nameless hands, not nameless hands, but no 'named hands'.

This ID has left a deep impression on many people.

Use ID to satirize that there are no famous players in the world, and is famous for fast chess. In 08, he was invincible in Yiquan and only lost two games.

The first loss is the first game of this ID, and the last loss is the last game of this ID.

Since Wumingshou played a game against the tracker in 08, Wumingshou has disappeared from the chess world forever.

Many people still remember the shocking battle two years ago.

Wu Mingshou's top seventy players had a huge advantage, but suddenly collapsed in the middle game, and the loss was horrific.

Many people are wondering why.

The old man immediately stood up and asked: "Can you tell me about the last game? Who is the opponent? What happened in the middle game?"

Fang Hong scratched his head: "The ID of the tracker is so obvious, you can't see it?"

"really?"

Previously, it was reported on the Internet that the ID of the tracker was fraudulent, because this ID was very similar to the ID of a national player. This ID was called Latent, and this national player was Ke Jie.

"It's really Ke Jie? Ke Jie when he was 13 years old?"

"It's him." Fang Hong was lost in memory: "That round was not an online game, but an appointment."

"Ke Jie, won the national championship in the under-16 group when he was eight years old. I was just 17 years old. I didn't participate in that competition. Later, Ke Jie approached me and wanted to play chess with me."

"I still remember the opening sentence. I quickly took a huge advantage, but in the middle of the game, I suddenly realized that this was a trap, so I gave up and let a bystander apprentice help me finish the round."

"If it were me, I wouldn't lose so fast, but I would definitely lose. At that time, I knew that there was still a gap between me and a real genius. Go is not my path, so from now on, I will never lose again. Played chess."

Many water friends sighed: "It turns out that there is such a story. Earlier this year, Ke Jie defeated the world champion and lost to the world champion. It is not shameful."

"Brother Gun, take out the nameless hand and play two sets?"

Fang Hong smiled: "No more, it's boring. If I show up, Ke Jie will definitely use the ID of the tracker to come and play against me for the second time. At that time, it would be embarrassing even to refuse, and it would be even more embarrassing not to refuse to lose."

"Let's not talk about this, I smell the smell of the dishes."

On the lonely mountain of the temple, there are two empty Buddhist halls with two doors.Cooking smoke on the clouds, suddenly smell the aroma of food.

Fang Hong walked into the Buddhist hall unceremoniously, but did not find the table.

It seems that it has been too long, and Fang Hong no longer remembers where the seats are placed here.

Master Luo came out with two bowls and handed one to Fang Hong: "One winter I had a high fever and couldn't go down the mountain to collect firewood, so I chopped up all the tables, chairs, benches, incense tables and burned them."

After speaking, he ate on his own.

"Sure enough, it doesn't stick to trifles."

Fang Hong only took one mouthful, and there was nothing to say, the taste was like chewing wax, and it was hard to swallow.

The highland barley is not tasty, Fang Hong has long been prepared, but the vegetarian food is also so unpalatable, why did his father still bet with him back then?

"I have a question."

Master Luo picked up a vegetable leaf and blew on the hot air: "You want to ask, why would your father, the chef, want to eat a vegetarian meal made by someone who doesn't know how to cook?"

"That's it. Master Luo has sharp eyesight, and he can see right through it."

Master Luo laughed loudly: "Let me repeat again, your father and I are both stinky chess players. The characteristic of stinky chess players is that they refuse to admit that they are stinky playing chess."

It can be understood as arty, or it can be understood as having a distinctive personality.

Fang Hong was speechless: "It means that the cup of tea that my father lost to you back then is not important!"

Master Luo thought for a while: "You should take that teacup away, I always think it is more valuable than my wooden fish.

Hey, hey, have you behaved!You are a master, what is more valuable than wooden fish in your mind!

Of course the barrage crowd thought so.

Only Fang Hong found it inconceivable: "That wooden fish of yours...is worth more than that wooden fish? Are you kidding me?"

"No kidding, it's not good to leave this thing here, you take it away yourself."

"So..." Fang Honglue said seriously, "Is that story true?"

"It's hard to tell if it's real or not. Go do your own research. Get out after eating. Whenever I think of you losing my wooden fish, I want to hit the clock with your head."

"Farewell then, leave after eating!"

At this time, the barrage crowd became interested: "Brother Gun, what's the story? What is that teacup? Is it an antique?"

"Don't talk at this time, get the cup and talk slowly."

After the meal, Master Luo took out the cup, and Fang Hong left as agreed.

On the way, Fang Hong started to talk about the cup.

"When do you think tea originated?"

"Don?"

"Han?"

"Tang is the place to make tea. There was tea soup before, so it should be a long time ago."

"I guess it's Han."

Fang Hong shrugged: "Like everything else, Baiye is said to have been invented by Shennong, the Yellow Emperor, or their subordinates."

"However, we don't care about the mythology. After all, there is no way to verify it. Historically, the earliest record of tea was Lu Yu, the tea sage of the Tang Dynasty. Some people think that tea started here, but it is obviously wrong, because Lu Yu also Having said that, he was summarizing the experience of his predecessors, and he himself believed that tea was handed down from the Shennong era."

"We skipped the Shennong era, and it was higher than the Tang Dynasty. Looking back at the history, there is a very interesting phenomenon. According to ancient books, in the Western Zhou Dynasty, there was such a thing as tea in the tribute week of the ancient Shu Kingdom. Since then, there has been tea. Tea, and in fact, the oldest existing tea trees in the world are all in the southwestern region of my country, Funan, SC and Guizhou. The time is very consistent with this record, so we believe that the origin of tea soup is the Western Zhou Dynasty.”

"Historically, it was not Lu Yu who started drinking tea. He just summed up his experience. From the perspective of history, of course, the tea culture in the southwest region is longer. Then, Lu Yu should have learned some of the knowledge and summed up the tea scriptures. "

"So, when you encounter ancient tea sets in the antique market, you can see clearly with your eyes wide open that the tea sets before the Tang Dynasty are [-]% fake. Even if it is true, no expert dares to believe it is true, because History is not just documentary, some history has been stereotyped and fixed.”

"What does this have to do with this cup?"

Fang Hong smiled: "All ancient tea sets can be regarded as antiques. They have one characteristic. They are all fired, either pottery or porcelain. There are no metal utensils and wooden materials. However, there are other wooden antiques in history. If it is passed down, there must be an ancient wooden tea set.”

Fang Hong pushed the cart and looked at the bamboo teacup in his hand: "Three thousand and three hundred years ago, Lu Yu pursued the tea ceremony, passed by SC, or gave a tea seedling, and died before reaching Chang'an, and was given a bamboo cup, which passed away and disappeared. .”

"It will not rot for a thousand years, no tea stains will grow, the ancient charm will remain fragrant, and the bamboo cup-open ink."

Fang Hong did not say what this teacup has to do with the opening of ink in the bamboo cup. Fang Hong only said that this is a story, not that it is history.

But all water friends always feel that this thing is definitely a very mature thing.

As for whether this age is decades, hundreds of years, or thousands of years, it cannot be studied.

Only Wang Pangpang: "Whether he is true or not, I bought it, how much?"

Fang Hong rolled his eyes: "I can't sell it."

"Sold."

"Not for sale."

Fatty Wang: "Pick."

Fang Hong: "Thank you for the compliment."

(End of this chapter)