Ding Erkang knew that it was pointless to discuss with the old man of the Jiao family whether or not to set up an archway, so he changed the subject: "Then what do you mainly want to talk to me about today?"
The old man of the Jiao family said: "The magistrate of the county also invited you to "Fuchun Building" for dinner tomorrow. You have a lot of experience and knowledge, so you can give me advice on what to do tomorrow."
Ding Erkang said: "None of us know what the county magistrate will say or do. It's not accurate to speculate rashly now. It's better to play it by ear. Don't rush to express your opinion on what he says. Let's talk about it first."
The old man of the Jiao family was a little puzzled when he heard this, and said: "Why did you fight first? The magistrate of a majestic county would not allow us to fight with him. If we turned our faces, wouldn't it be that we were not allowed to step down at that time?"
Ding Erkang shook his head and said: "Let's agree to what he said, and if you can't, you can also insist on it. What if someone asks you to honor it? Therefore, there is only one attitude towards officials, neither to offend nor to fully respond. Have a good time and deal with the situation, and then think about it."
The old man of the Jiao family thought for a while and said, "Hey! Sir, you are right, first agree to the scene, give each other enough face, and then think carefully."
At this time, Zhongwen boiled water, brewed a pot of tea and brought it over, saying: "Sir, I saw some Xinyang Maojian in your tea pot, and it was still in good condition, so I brewed some and brought it here for you to taste. "
Ding Erkang nodded lightly and said, "This Xinyang Maojian was given to me by Uncle Zhang Che when we broke up. He knew that I love tea, so he brought some for me. He said it was this year's autumn tea. Try it quickly." Taste it!"
The old man of the Jiao family picked up the teacup and saw that the tea soup in the cup was clear and fragrant. After taking a sip, he could feel the fresh and mellow aroma in his mouth. High-grade autumn white dew tea."
Ding Erkang also picked up the teacup, closed his eyes and smelled it first, then took a sip, and then opened his eyes and said: "Xinyang has a long history of tea planting. Tea trees were originally produced in the southwestern Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan areas. , Later, tea spread along the rivers and mountains, entered Shaanxi along the Sichuan-Shaanxi Road, went eastward along the Yangtze River, and developed to the southeastern provinces. The spread of tea is closely related to politics, economy, culture, transportation and climate. During the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, our political and economic center was in Henan. At that time, tea began to spread in Henan, and took root in Xinyang and passed it down, but the development of tea is quite interesting"
Speaking of which, Ding Erkang took another sip of the tea, and then continued: "The tea has perfectly escaped our Shanxi Province. It is a pity that there is no place in Shanxi that produces tea! "
Zhongwen asked: "Why is there no tea in Dudu Shanxi?"
Ding Erkang said: "The place where tea is produced must have mountains, water, and high humidity. Shanxi has high mountains, little water, and a dry climate since ancient times. It should not be suitable for the growth of tea trees, so this is also a great pity for Shanxi!"
Zhongwen sighed with regret when he heard it: "That's why we in Shanxi are making great efforts to produce peppercorns and walnuts to make up for the shortage of tea, isn't it?"
Ding Erkang said with a smile: "Oranges grow in Huainan, oranges grow in Huaibei, oranges grow in Huaibei, one side of the water and soil nourishes the other's creatures, this is God's good fortune, beyond our human power, we cannot force it!"
The old man of the Jiao family said with a smile: "Mr. Ding has something in his words, and his words are full of Zen. He must be telling me to follow the trend and not force it, right?"
Ding Erkang picked up the teacup and said: "Things are man-made, you have your own ideas, I don't need to say anything more!"
The old man of the Jiao family stood up and bid farewell, saying: "In that case, see you at "Fuchun Building" tomorrow!"
After speaking, he took Zhongwen up and went back to Jiao's house. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com