God Level Farm

Song always saw that Li Zhifu had put a piece of white gauze on his back, and he also revealed some bloodstains, so his face changed greatly.

Since Song entered the store, the two have been standing face to face, and the light in the store is not very bright. The only light source is the old desk lamp on Niu Yusheng's workbench, so Song Lao did not start at the beginning. Find.

Li Zhifu turned and walked a few steps. There was a street lamp on the door leading to the stairs behind the shop. Song Lao suddenly looked at it.

In addition to this piece of white gauze, Song also found that Li Zhifu also had some small scratches on his face and arms.

His brow wrinkled and eagerly asked: "Afghan, what's wrong with you? Why is it hurt?"

Li Guizhi was a little red when he heard the eyes, and couldn’t help but say: "Uncle Song, my father, he..."

"Small Song, I accidentally fell awkward yesterday!" Li Zhifu directly interrupted Li Guizhi's words and said, "Nothing serious, it is skin trauma."

After that, he also looked at Li Guizhi with a stern look. Li Guizhi bit his lip and finally did not speak.

Song Lao’s life has been mixed in the system, and he has reached the top position of almost a civil servant. How can it be worse to see the ability to look at it? He saw at a glance that Li Zhifu was concealed.

However, Song Lao did not break, but looked at Li Zhifu and Li Guizhi thoughtfully, and then said: "Afghan, you have to be careful! You are more than 90 this year?"

"Oh, virtual age 93!" Li Zhifu said with a smile.

"Yes! People in their 90s are not younger than their bodies. How can you do this if you want to fall out?" Song said.

Li Zhifu said with a smile: "I know, Xiao Song, I will be careful later. Walk around and go upstairs to sit!"

A group of people came upstairs together.

This store is Niu Yusheng's own home. It is a three-story building. The first floor is used as a storefront, and the second and third floors are self-occupied.

On the second floor, there is a small living room and a bedroom. Niu Yusheng and Li Guizhi both gave the old master bedroom to Li Zhifu for the convenience of the elderly. The two of them lived on the third floor.

Li Zhifu happily greeted everyone to sit down, then opened the box in person, took out a tin can from the bottom of the box, and said with a smile: "Small Song, today, please try the Dahongpao I made by myself!"

"Okay!" Song Lao said happily. "Afghan, this has not been drinking the tea you made for 30 years. I have been thinking about it!"

"That day you have to taste it!" Li Zhifu said. "I can't even drink this tea myself! Xiao Song, although this Dahongpao is not on the six mother trees, it is the cutting of the branches of the mother tree. The first generation of Dahongpao is also very precious."

Song Laoxiao said happily: "Afghan, tea is no more precious than your craft! This good tea green is matched with your ancestral tea making craftsmanship, that is what makes it worthwhile!"

Li Zhifu smiled a little, carefully pinching some tea leaves from the tin can and began to skillfully make tea.

Xia Ruofei looked at him and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Mr. Li, I think this tea is a little bit like a dragon, but why is it that the tea is black, is it called Dahongpao?"

Li Zhifu did not speak yet. Song Lao said with a smile: "Xiao Xia, the red of this Dahongpao is not the color of the tea, there is an allusion in it!"

Then Song Lao said to Li Zhifu: "Afghan, do you want to tell Xiao Xia?"

Li Zhifu nodded and began to swear.

It turns out that there was a show who went to Beijing to take the test. When he passed through Wuyishan, he fell ill. He was brought back to the temple by the one-man, and the abbot took the tea leaves of the Kowloon gong into a tea for the show. After a few days of training, he recovered and went to Beijing to take the high school champion.

So I came back to repay the abbot, and brought tea to Beijing to give to the emperor. It happened that the emperor was sick at this time. How to treat it was not good. Later, after drinking this tea, the disease would be fine, so the emperor gave a red robe and let The champion is taken to the tree and sealed as a royal tea.

Later, this tea was called Dahongpao.

Xia Ruofei and Song Rui both heard some fascination. Until Li Zhifu finished speaking, Xia Ruofei sighed: "I didn't expect this Dahongpao tea to have such an allusion..."

Song Laoxiao said happily: "The authenticity of this legend has not been studied, but it is extremely precious in Dahongpao. When the President met with the old President of China in the past, he used the two big red robes as gifts and started. The old beauty also felt that the chairman was stingy, and the tea was only sent for 4 or 2! Later, the Prime Minister explained that the Dahongpao of this best product only produced 8 two a year, and giving him 4 two is equal to giving him half of the country!"

Although Song Lao had not been in the top level in the past, he was very familiar with these anecdotes, and his hands were very attractive.

Li Zhifu also smiled and said: "Speaking of this Dahongpao, it was a tribute tea that year! And it is said that in a gift list of Gunna Qianlong, there were records of 'Biluochun 20 kg, Longjing 30 kg, Dahongpao 8 two'. It can be seen how precious Dahongpao is."

Although Li Zhifu is an old farmer who is very vocal, he talks about the old tea of ​​his ancestral origin, but he is as eloquent.

Xia Ruofei also said: "Mr. Li Lao, I also heard that 20 grams of Dahongpao had auctioned a price of 208,000 yuan in the past few years!"

Li Zhifu smiled and nodded. "Yes. But the Dahongpao we all said is the true mother tree Dahongpao. After 2007, the government ordered to stop picking in order to protect the six mother trees, so now we can’t drink that. The best tea."

Song Laoxiao said happily: "But Afghan, the first generation of Dahongpao, which was vegetatively propagated by the mother tree, and Afuge’s own hand-made, must have been worse than the mother tree Dahongpao!"

"Can't compare than can't..." Li Zhifu said modestly.

When everyone was chatting, Li Zhifu didn’t stop. He quickly soaked the tea. He gave everyone a small cup and smiled and said: “Come here, come and try it! You will find that our Wuyishan tea has a 'rock rhyme', which is not found in other teas!"

Just then, there was a loud slamming sound from the downstairs.

Li Zhifu frowned slightly and said: "Yu Sheng, go down and see what happened?"

"Okay!" Niu Yusheng immediately got up and walked downstairs.

"Come here, we drink tea!" Li Zhifu continued to say hello.

Xia Ruofei and others picked up the teacup and took a sip. Even if he didn't know much about tea, he still felt the extraordinaryness of the Dahongpao. The entrance was slightly bitter, but the return was very fast, and it was quite mellow.

When everyone was enjoying tea, there was a burst of quarrels downstairs, and Niu Yusheng’s angry big voice was especially obvious... (to be continued.)