Seeing Chen Yi making tea and washing cups in a decent manner, He Wenzhi showed a look of confusion on his face. What happened in front of him was beyond his expectation.
After warming the tea leaves in the pot and pouring the water out, Chen Yi started the second brew. He picked up the small teapot with boiling water and poured the boiling water into the purple clay pot. Under his control, the water flow in the kettle As usual, it turned into a thin water dragon, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes high and sometimes low, but not a single drop fell out of the pot.
When He Wenzhi saw this scene, his entire face was stunned, his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. Even when his wife taught him how to make tea before, she was not as skilled as Chen Yi.
The water poured out of the spout is really like a swimming dragon. It is hard to believe that making tea can be so enjoyable.
After a minute or two of pouring the boiling water, Chen Yi slowly picked up the purple clay pot and poured it into the tea bowl on the side. When pouring the tea, because there were only two people, he did not go around to pour the tea. Fill one cup first, then another.
At the last tea tasting meeting, there were nine people drinking tea. It took about a minute just to pour the tea. The taste of the first cup of tea and the taste of the tea one minute later will naturally be different, so we have to pour it on a tour Tea to show fairness.
He Wenzhi's face was full of surprise. When pouring water into the purple clay teapot, it was fine to pour water one high and one low, because the spout of the teapot was very large, but in this small bowl, Chen Yi actually dared to do this. He Aren't you afraid of water spilling from this small bowl?
But his worries were unnecessary. The water in the purple clay pot entered the teacup like a water dragon, without even a drop of water splashing out.
But the second cup was still the same. A swimming dragon swam into the tea bowl from mid-air. When the last drop of tea soup dripped into the tea bowl, he suddenly discovered to his surprise that the height of the two cups of tea soup was. It's exactly the same.
With this kind of control ability, it’s no wonder that Chen Yihui is so good at painting. A person’s painting level is related to talent, but if you want to draw a perfect painting, it is inseparable from the ability to control your hands. Although painting is done by the heart born. But the pen is controlled by hand.
At the same time, while the tea soup in the pot was being poured into the cup, He Wenzhi's nose suddenly smelled a noble aroma of orchids.
This aroma is rich and long-lasting. As if it can penetrate deep into a person's heart, people can feel this rich aroma from the inside out. This kind of aroma is simply something he has never smelled before.
Even if he had brewed the Tieguanyin given by Taoist Master Xuanji several times before, he had never brewed it with a fragrance as strong as Chen Yi's that penetrated people's hearts.
Looking at He Wenzhi’s stunned look, Chen Yi smiled slightly. He brought the teacup in front of him and said, "Brother He, please use the tea. Do you still have any questions about my ability to make tea?"
?? Intermediate skills, among the skills he currently possesses, are only identification, tea making, and cooking skills. Of course, if he helps He Wenzhi complete the painting and obtains the Flower God Cup at the same time, his repair and painting skills will also be upgraded to the intermediate level.
He Wenzhi looked at the orange and bright soup in front of him. If it weren't for the water flowing inside, it would be as beautiful as a work of art. He stared at the tea soup closely, not even willing to raise his head, "Question, what I want most now is to taste the taste of this tea soup."
Just finished speaking. He couldn't wait to pick up the tea bowl, smelling the aroma first, and then looking at the color of the soup. Now that the tea bowl was in front of him, his nose directly smelled the rich aroma of orchids. That kind of aroma made people feel like they had entered a century. Average among flowers.
The color of the soup was orange and bright, so beautiful that He Wenzhi almost didn't want to destroy it, but in the end, the idea of ??tasting the taste took over. He slowly brought the tea bowl to his mouth, took a gentle sip, and waited until the tea soup entered his mouth. After that, he felt an extremely wonderful taste on his tongue. The taste was mellow, extremely refreshing, and full of a light charm. This charm was extremely unique and could not be explained. It was something he had never experienced before. What I tasted in the Tieguanyin I brewed.
Chen Yi also slowly picked up the tea cup at this time. During the two days he came to the Taoist Temple, he was either reading a book or looking at the scenery inside the Taoist Temple. He had never made tea at all. Even after mastering the tea making skills, he I have made tea many times and am very familiar with the taste, but the desire to drink tea still exists in my heart.
After taking a small sip, He Wenzhi wanted to drink the entire tea soup in the cup immediately, but he did not. He still tasted the small sip of tea soup in his mouth. After finishing the small sip, He couldn't help but admired: "The taste is unbelievable. I finally understand why you are so confident that you can make tea. This bowl of tea will definitely make Taoist Master Wu Zhen ecstatic."
"Oh, Brother He, are you so sure that this tea will satisfy Taoist Master Wu Zhen? You must know that he is older than Taoist Master Xuanji, and he is addicted to tea. His tea making skills are definitely better than mine. "Chen Yi couldn't help but asked with some doubts. Even if he now has intermediate tea-making skills, he can only let Taoist Wu Zhen taste it, and he will never be ecstatic.
Because this morning, he really saw the strength of Taoist Master Wu Zhen. He was truly a master worthy of his name.
He Wenzhi laughed, but shook his head, picked up the tea cup and took another sip, his face continued to show waves of exclamation. Every sip of tea soup gave him a feeling so fresh and wonderful, "That old man Although the Taoist priest is addicted to tea, you would never imagine that his tea-making skills are only slightly better than ordinary people. Otherwise, you would think that a person who is addicted to tea would be willing to hold a can of tea every day. Instead of holding a pot of tea soup, it is because his own tea making skills are very low, so he can only hold the tea leaves and smell the fragrance of the tea leaves. "
"How is this possible?" Chen Yi had a look of surprise on his face. Now in his eyes, Taoist Master Wu Zhen can be said to be a hidden master. How could his tea making skills be only a little better than ordinary people? He couldn't believe it.
"Haha, this is the impermanence of things in the world. Maybe this old Taoist has a very high understanding of Taoism, but in the tea ceremony, it is ordinary. When he wants to drink tea, he will go to Taoist Master Xuanji to make tea, because Taoist Xuanji has a long body. As a master of one view, I usually have a lot of chores and don't have much time for meditation. In addition, in order to receive guests, I have also done a lot of research on the tea ceremony. "
He Wenzhi laughed again and said, his words made Chen Yi have to shake his head and smile, things really are unpredictable.
While the two of them were tasting the tea soup and whispering about Taoist Master Wu Zhen's tea-making skills, a shout suddenly came from outside the door, "There is such a rich and fragrant tea soup, but I didn't even ask the Taoist priest to taste it together. Master Xuanji, nephew, You are so disrespectful of teachers, please let me go."
Hearing this familiar voice, Chen Yi and He Wenzhi had a look of surprise on their faces. Just as they were about to get up, they suddenly saw the closed door opening directly inward, and then saw that they were under the stairs of the house, about fifty years away. Wu Zhendao, who was three meters away, jumped and landed directly at the door.
"Hey, there is no mystery. He is not here. Could it be that he saw me coming and hid The fragrance of this tea is so tempting." After opening the door, Taoist Master Wu Zhen took a sniff, but He muttered to himself with some doubts. Suddenly, he seemed to smell a stronger aroma of tea, and rushed into the house with a quick stride.
Looking at the unfinished orange tea soup in the cups of Chen Yi and Chen Yi, he sniffed again, with a look of enjoyment in his eyes. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the purple clay pot next to Chen Yi. Then he took out a tea bowl from the tea tray and poured a full bowl of it. The tea soup just poured from the teapot gave off a stronger orchid aroma.
Taoist Master Wu Zhen couldn't bear it anymore. He drank all the tea soup in the tea bowl, tasted it carefully in his mouth, and finally swallowed it slowly. His eyes showed surprise and he uttered two big words, "Refreshing."
At this time, he picked up the purple clay pot without hesitation and poured it into the bowl again, but found that the pot was empty, with only two or three drops of tea dripping out. Taoist Master Wu Zhen was anxious, "It's gone, congratulations." Boy, Boy Chen, tell me where Xuanji went.”
"Taoist Priest Wu Zhen, Taoist Priest Xuanji has never been here. How do we know where he went?" He Wenzhi said with a confused look on his face, but he did not expect that the tea Chen Yi brewed would really attract this person. Old Taoist priest.
Chen Yi also shook his head and smiled, and looked around the room. Although their door was closed, the window on the side was closed. According to the speed of the spread of the smell, it was now transmitted to Xuanmiao Pavilion. It was very normal. He did not expect this. The old Taoist priest has such a good nose. As mentioned before, as long as he brews good tea, it will never escape his nose.
"Mystery has never come. How is this possible? Then who brewed this pot of Tieguanyin? In the entire Taoist temple, except for Xuanji, no one can brew Tieguanyin with such a rich aroma. It can be compared to the jade liquid. I don't know. I know, Xuanji's tea-making skills have improved." Taoist Master Wu Zhen said with suspicion, while looking at Chen Yi and the two of them, and then at the tea soup they had not finished drinking.
If he hadn’t been concerned about his status, with his tea-loving personality, he would have drank all the tea soup that these two people drank together.
"Ahem, Taoist Master Wu Zhen, I have to say that this is not the tea brewed by Taoist Master Xuanji, but by someone else." He Wenzhi looked at Chen Yi, with a mysterious smile on his face.
"Uncle Wuzhen, I don't know what happened, causing you to run from Xuanmiao Pavilion to Jushi He's residence." At this time, Xuan MiaoThe Taoist priest got the news and came here. He couldn't help asking Taoist Wu Zhen outside the door.
He was really a little confused as to why Master Wu Zhen came here suddenly. According to the news from his disciples, it seemed to be related to tea. Could it be that He Wenzhi or Chen Yi took Uncle Master's tea leaves.