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Ye Fan whispered: "They are trying to calm down. Only when the heart is immersed in tea can the best tea be brewed."
"Oh" Du Yun'er looked attentively and seriously, forgetting why she came here in the first place.
Finally, after about ten minutes, Ning Zimo and Oda Huihai started to move at the same time.
Light a charcoal fire, boil water, make tea
"Somewhat different is that Oda Kekai's expression is more serious. Every process is exquisite and fastidious, and he is very quiet and makes almost no sound.
Ning Zimo had a faint smile on her face, the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle, as if she was playing a piece of music and enjoying herself.
The two of them focused entirely on the tea, turning a deaf ear to everything around them.
Watching the two of them make tea, it seems like they are splashing ink on a lifelike landscape painting. Indulge in the landscape, drink wine and sing, and enjoy life.
"It's amazing I feel like I can already feel the taste of tea before I even drink it" Du Yun'er murmured enviously.
Ye Fan smiled, he also liked watching Ning Zimo's tea art, it was pleasing to the eye.
"This is the charm of the tea ceremony. When art reaches its highest level, it is all about shaking people's souls, not visual stimulation," said Ye Fan.
While speaking, Ning Zimo and Oda Huihai both stopped and completed the steps of making tea.
The two of them each used a tray to deliver five cups of tea to the referees.
Ye Fan took Du Yun'er's hand and stepped forward: "Everyone, would you mind letting us have a taste?"
The judges are also kind old men, so they naturally have no objections.
Ning Zimo smiled, took two more cups of tea, and handed them to Ye Fan and Du Yuner.
Du Yun'er thanked her and took a sip of the tea. She immediately felt refreshed and pleasantly surprised, saying, "This tea is so delicious. I have never tasted such a rich tea without feeling astringent."
"Little girl, please try my tea," Oda Huihai also brought his tea at this time and said in a less than standard Chinese.
Ye Fan and Du Yuner also tasted it and both thought it tasted very good.
"How can I tell who is better? I feel very good," Du Yuner said distressedly.
¡°Silly girl, I¡¯m not asking you to be the referee,¡± Ye Fan said with a smile.
Several senior tea ceremony judges exchanged opinions with each other.
After five or six minutes, the judge sitting in the middle said: "In this competition, we finally judged that Ziye Teahouse won."
When Oda Huihai heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied and said: "Judge, what is the reason?"
The judges said: ¡°The teas made by the two are almost equal, but the artistic conception displayed by Miss Ning in the process of making tea arouses more imagination.
"This may be because Mr. Oda was too focused on winning and losing, so he failed to do his best."
Oda Huihai frowned. He had noticed that when Ning Zimo was making tea, the feeling she gave off was different from his. It looked more like mountains and flowing water, which was in line with the artistic conception of the tea ceremony.
He took a cup of Ning Zimo¡¯s tea, tasted it, and sighed.
"I lost. It is true that there is no difference in taste. In terms of the artistic conception of the process, I am a little worse," said Oda Keikai.
Ning Zimo also said politely: "Mr. Oda has inherited the Yuraku-ryu tea ceremony for more than 400 years. There is indeed a lot worth admiring. I have gained a lot from today's competition."
Oda Huihai waved her hands and began to ask in Fuso: "I would like to ask Miss Ning a question. What were you thinking about when you were making tea just now? How can you make it so ethereal and natural?"
Ning Zimo didn¡¯t understand Fusang dialect, so she had to ask the judges next to her. Two of the judges were from Fusang. This was also for the sake of fairness.
After listening to the translation, Ning Zimo replied with a smile: "I just recited two sentences silently in my heart, 'The smoke is still green when the Baoding tea is idle, and the fingers are still cool after the chess is finished in the window.' I imagined that kind of artistic conception and let myself immerse myself in it. It¡¯s in the tea ceremony.¡±
After saying this, the judges who were translating next to them were in trouble. They didn¡¯t know how to translate two ancient sentences.
Ye Fan sighed, stepped forward and suddenly spoke in fluent Fusang: "What Miss Ning was thinking about at that time were two couplets from the book "A Dream of Red Mansions" by Xia Guo.
??Probably it means that Baoding is no longer making tea, green water vapor is still floating in the room, the chess game under the window has been abandoned, and my fingers still feel cool.
? ???The two couplets were written by a young master named Baoyu in that novel. They integrate visual and tactile experiences and depict the leisurely elegance brought by tea ceremony and chess ceremony. "
Everyone present looked at Ye Fan blankly, especially Du Yun'er, whose beautiful eyes were full of surprise.
Oda Huihai suddenly realized it and gave a thumbs up, "Young gentleman, you speak Fuso very well and explain it very clearly. Your Xia culture is indeed profound and profound!
Many of us in Fusang feel that tea ceremony is only available in Fusang, and the tea ceremony in Xia Kingdom has no foundation. Today is an eye-opener. "
Ning Zimo looked proud. This was the man she liked. Not only did she admire him in terms of martial arts, but his inner cultivation was also able to connect with her.
After chatting for a while, Oda Huihai and several judges were sent away by Ning Zimo.
Ning Zimo changed into her usual home clothes and asked Zhao Zhong to arrange a lunch before coming to Ye Fan and Du Yun'er.
"Ye Fan, aren't you going to introduce to me who this beauty is?"
Ye Fan remembered that he didn¡¯t even have time to introduce her, so he said: "Her name is Du Yun'er. I have known her since I was a child in the orphanage. She is my closest sister."
"OhI heard you mention it several times." Ning Zimo stretched out her hand cheerfully, "Hello, my name is Ning Zimo, and I am the boss lady here."
It was the first time that Du Yun'er saw such a beautiful and meaningful woman. She felt a little inferior and stretched out her hand to shake Ning Zimo's hand.
"Miss Ningyour name is so nice"
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Yun'er suddenly remembered something, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her bright eyes opened wide, "Miss Ning you your name"
"What happened to my name?" Ning Zimo was confused.
Ye Fan chuckled and said: "Yoon'er, the Ning'er in front of you is the president of Zizhulin. How about it? Does it look the same as the gangster sister you imagined?"
Du Yun'er felt that her legs were already weak, and she looked at the man with grievance and resentment. The contrast between this image and identity was too great!
When Ning Zimo heard these words, she almost understood the whole story. After rolling her eyes at the man, she took the initiative to hold Du Yun'er's hand, "Sister Yun'er, don't be afraid. Although our Zizhulin is an underground gang, I have taken office. Since then, I have never dealt with drugs or trafficked people.
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