90,000 Years of Longevity

Whoosh, whoosh!

On the mountain and on the stone road, there was wind blowing from time to time.

The wind was cool.

However, the vast majority of pedestrians were in a cold sweat during the commuting process.

Of course, Ye Bei was an absolute exception.

No matter when, he had a plain face.

There was no dust on his body, and naturally, he did not feel hot or cold.

But after hearing the old man's words, Ye Bei flicked his clothes, turned, and sat in front of the wooden table casually.

After the old man saw this, he carefully took out a bowl from a back basket placed next to him.

"Young Sir, this bowl was left by you at the beginning. I have kept it forever. I look forward to the day when you can come to drink tea again. I didn't expect you to come here today." After taking out the bowl, the old man carefully took out a clean white cloth from the back basket and said softly.

"En." Ye Bei hummed lightly, sitting at the table, like a celestial, aloof.

"I'll pour tea for you." The old man spoke again, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be very happy. When he spoke, he wiped the bowl clean with the white cloth little by little, looking meticulous and serious.

"Good." Ye Bei nodded and sat at the table, waiting for the old man to pour tea.

At the same time, his deep eyes rested calmly on the old man.

The action of the old man looked very slow but every detail was very particular...

His action seemed to have been honed thousands of times in these years.

Of course, what really caught Ye Bei's attention was the bowl that the old man was holding.

Seeing that Ye Bei was watching, the old man's eyes were cloudy and his brows moved slightly, and then he spoke again, "Young Sir, in fact, someone has come to tell me the origin of this bowl over the years, but I don't believe it."

"I know!" Ye Bei answered.

As long as he wanted to know all the common things about this incident, it couldn't be hidden from him at all.

However, the elderly did not think so.

"Young Sir, you are joking. At that time, you were not there!" When the old man spoke, he gently shook his head and that bowl was slowly put into the tea bucket, "That was a woman! Oh...no, no, to be precise, it should be a female monk. Her original words are like this. The outer wall is divided into two groups with Peony Stone and Orchid Stone on the outer wall. One group depicts a rooster standing proudly, a female and a chick pecking at a centipede, and two chicks playing each other. Another group depicts a rooster crowing from the neck, a female and three chicks pecking at a centipede. The images are vivid and full of interest." (A/N: This description was extracted from the original content. This Chicken Cup(Bowl)'s price is as high as 36 million USD.)

"Do you remember so clearly?" Ye Bei opened his mouth when he heard that, sitting in front of the tea table, and said something with interest.

"Yes! Later I also asked someone to check it. They said that the female monk's words were actually some explanations of the Ming Dynasty Doucai Chicken Cup..." When the old man said this, he shook his head, "There are many people who have seen this bowl, but unfortunately, no one thinks it is genuine. Especially in recent years, some people have asked me if I bought it from some random places."

At this point, the old man had already filled the bowl with the tea.

Tap!

Then he walked to Ye Bei, holding the bowl with both hands and placing it respectfully.

Ye Bei glanced, did not stretch out his hand, but asked again, "You have been here and set up a stall for so many years, have you ever met some familiar people, familiar scenery, or familiar things?"

The old man was also not welcome.

After placing the bowl, he took another large porcelain bowl on the table.

Then he went to spoon a bowl of tea.

"Yes... and there are so many." The old man said, "For example, I have seen that female monk three times, but every time she comes, she has some subtle changes. In addition… many people actually look very similar. I have seen some visitors look exactly the same, but when I asked them, I found that they were not the same person."

When the old man spoke, his voice was very slow.

Every word took a long time...

If ordinary people came over and heard him speak like this, they would definitely be impatient and left here long ago.

But Ye Bei was different...

He had too much time.

Regardless of whether it was a fast pace or a slow pace, to him, it was like stagnant water, which could not cause any waves.

"As for the scenery, there are more. The most obvious one is this big Buddha. For so many years, he has been suppressing one side and has never changed!" The old man sat opposite Ye Bei with a bowl and continued. 

Hearing this, Ye Bei interjected, "It seems that it hasn't changed, but in fact, many details have undergone tremendous changes. It's just some laypeople can't detect it at all!"

When the old man heard this, he held up the porcelain bowl with both hands. Then he handed it to his mouth and took a small sip.

After taking a sip of tea, the old man continued, "It's too much to talk about this thing... The bowl for drinking tea is one thing, and this tea stall is also one thing... All people are also a kind of thing. Some have changed, some have not changed, but I think this is the world's various states."

"There are also some truths, it's not useless that you have been here for so many years." Ye Bei finally spoke again, his voice was very weak when he spoke.

After the old man heard this, there was a touch of joy on his face. In his opinion, this was definitely a great compliment.

But it happened that when the two were talking, a tourist passed by. This tourist also heard these many words.

The guy was not very old.

On the bridge of the nose, he wore a pair of black sunglasses.

His hair was short and there was a bit of hostility between his brows.

"Tsk tsk... Could you two be filming here? The world is still full of attitudes...and you kid, how do you talk to this grandpa? I'm afraid this attitude is too high."

As he spoke, the man sat at the table grimly.

Ye Bei said nothing.

The smile on the old man's face remained the same, and he was not dissatisfied with the appearance of this man.

Instead, when he saw the man sitting down, the old man also asked with a smile, with a deep voice, "This young man, are you here to drink tea too? The tea here is all free, and you can drink as much as you want."

"Forget it. I'm here to travel, and your place is too unhygienic. If something happens to me after drinking this, can you be responsible? Grandpa, I, in this society, have been crawling for many years. Even though your kindness is not wrong, but many people are different now! If a guy with bad intentions comes and says that there's something wrong with your tea, what will they do to you?"

This man talked a lot. However, when he said these words, his eyes gradually settled on the Chicken Cup in front of Ye Bei.