Pit, you still jump!

It is roasted to produce tea aroma, tea leaves are resistant to boiling, and have a strong taste.

An Qianyu poured the boiled hot tea into an earthen bowl, the color of the tea soup was deep red, and the taste was very strong at first glance.

"Taste." An Qianyu pushed the bowl to Pan Jie.

Pan Jie was a little stunned. He was wearing this national costume in the city just now.But now in the village, the buildings are all on stilts, against the backdrop of Bishan’s beautiful water, plus the old wooden tables, earthen pots and earthen bowls, and everyone else is wearing coarse clothes.

Looking at An Qianyu who was roasting tea again, he suddenly felt that he had a different flavor, it was simply a beautiful scenery in this village!

Although the tea in the earthen pot is boiled very hot, it does not feel hot when poured into a bowl because of the large mouth of the bowl and it cools down quickly.

Pan Jie took a sip and felt that the taste was slightly bitter. Anyway, after spending some time with An Qianyu, he knew a little about tea, so this tea is not a good tea.

An old man next to him smiled and said, "Baby, this is not how you drink tea, you have to do it this way!" As he spoke, he raised his head and drank the tea that had just been filled in the bowl, wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and sighed, as if there was a hearty feeling. Feel.

Pan Jie smiled, imitating the uncle, drank the tea in one gulp, wiped the corners of his mouth, and took a long breath: "Haha, it's really refreshing!"

An Qianyu also laughed: "This tea is not a precious tea, it is mainly the intention of the tea dispenser. The tea drinker accepts this intention and must drink it to show happiness."

The uncle next to him drank another bowl in one go, then stood up, raised his thumbs up to An Qianyu and said, "Good tea!" After speaking, he turned and picked up his basket and left.

☆、Wake up and be rectified

Pan Jie turned his head to look at the back of the bold uncle, and saw that he was also wearing national costumes, but the style was not as gorgeous as he and An Qianyu. It was just a very simple blue cloth dress. The head scarf was the same as An Qianyu, simply wrapped The style, even wearing straw sandals on the feet.

He looked around at the others again. Those who wore turbans were not as exaggerated as his head. As long as he was not careful, the turbans would bump into others.

"Qian Yu, does that uncle just now count as a very brave man in your clan?" Pan Jie asked.

"Forget it, he can go hunting in the mountains." An Qian replied.

Pan Jie pointed to his head and said, "Then why isn't he wrapped up like me?"

"That..." An Qianyu rolled his eyes, he used a turban to punish Pan Jie, just to bully him for not understanding, but Pan Jie was not stupid, he was always suspicious.

Pan Jie immediately put down the tea bowl and pointed at his head, "Don't make me bother, take it down for me, otherwise..."

An Qian smiled ingratiatingly: "Hey hey, actually I think you look really handsome like this."

Pan Jie stared, looked at the tea drinker next to him, and mouthed a warning to An Qian: "Do you want to die?"

An Qian pulled Panjie's sleeve and said, "Come inside and I'll get it for you."

Pan Jie wrinkled his nose, knowing that An Qianyu had been teasing him for several hours today, and he didn't intend to let him go so easily.

The gates of the small building are very small, Pan Jie is tall, and with such a big head covering his head, he bumped into the door several times when he entered, holding his turban to strengthen his determination to revenge.

Entering the door is a wooden staircase, directly going up to the second floor, the staircase is only big enough for one person to pass through, it is very narrow, Pan Jie bumped his head back and forth like a big fool, An Qianyu saw him stumbling around after entering the door, bumping back and forth, Unable to hold back, he burst out laughing.

Pan Jie was furious: "Damn it, I've endured you for a long time! You still dare to laugh! Try laughing again!" He stretched out his hand to grab him.

An Qianyu immediately turned around and ran up, Pan Jie also started to chase, but unfortunately he couldn't run fast.

As soon as he went upstairs, Pan Jie had room to move around, and when he found the right time, he threw An Qianyu to the ground. The ground was a wooden attic, which was creaked by them.

An Qianyu knew that he couldn't beat it, so he immediately begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't hit it, let me take it off for you."

Pan Jie pressed on the man: "How can I be willing to hit you? But... Heh heh heh, you're going to die tonight!" He pouted and kissed.

At this time, a woman's voice came from the back room: "Is it Qian Yu?" As soon as the voice fell, the man came out.

Fortunately, Pan Jie hadn't kissed him yet, so he quickly jumped up from him, but the situation was still rather awkward.

An Qianyu got up and said, "Auntie, this is my friend Pan Jie."

An Qianyu's aunt is about 50 years old, with a pretty face, wearing a pair of big circle silver earrings, thin and thin, but looks very energetic and healthy.

"Hello, you are welcome here, you are like a family, this kid is really handsome in this outfit, but this..." The aunt looked up at the huge turban, a little puzzled.

Pan Jie's complexion was a bit dark, and even the people of his own family thought the turban was strange, which showed how the people on the roadside looked at him when he first entered the village.

He still took it as an admiring look at him when he saw his handsome appearance. (The amount of help)

It's not terrible to be ugly, the most terrible thing is not knowing that you are making a fool of yourself!

This is all thanks to An Qianyu!

An Qianyu pulled the young man with a black face to the back room: "It's nothing, Auntie, we're just kidding."

The aunt smiled and shook her head: "This child! I'll go to the field to pick some vegetables and come back. You can go to the teahouse to help your cousin watch for a while, you know?"

An Qianyu replied in the back room: "Understood!"

When the footsteps coming down the stairs were far away, Pan Jie shouted: "An-qian-yu!"

The man trembled, realizing that something was wrong.

The two rearranged their clothes, and Pan Jie felt a lot easier without the big bag on his head.

"Hurry up, don't you want to help your sister look at the store!"

An Qianyu supported his waist with one hand, and walked down the stairs slowly with the other: "You bastard, am I almost done now?"

"Let you tease me!"

In Diaojiaolou Village, there are mostly narrow wooden stairs inside the houses, and slopes and ridges outside the houses. It is not suitable for "disabled people" like Anqian to walk anywhere.

After finally getting to the teahouse, my cousin was already waiting at the door:

"A rare visitor! I haven't seen you for a long time, but your mother comes here occasionally. Although she brings that little boy with her, she mentions you every time."

My cousin is exactly the same as my aunt, with silky eyebrows, thin, but taller than my mother, dressed in a clan, with a unique and beautiful headdress.

"This is..." My cousin looked at Pan Jie.

Before the introduction, Pan Jie had already shaken hands: "My name is Pan Jie, Qian Yu didn't tell me that my cousin is a beauty!"

"Jiali, hehehe!" The cousin grinned, and Pan Jie was not wrong to compliment her. She was indeed a beautiful village flower in the village, but this was the first time the word "Jiali" was used for herself.

Pan Jie now finally knows the origin of An Qian's refined tone, just look at his aunt's family, he must be like his mother.

Born in such a place with simple folk customs and good mountains and rivers, everyone in my mother’s family looks very delicate, except that they are not too tall, they are thin and well-proportioned, and their skin is also very good, although the facial features cannot be seen apart. I think it looks so good-looking, but when combined together, it is so eye-catching, and the overall appearance is a handsome beauty.

The business of the teahouse was not good, and the three of them chatted and soon it was time for dinner.

My aunt was quick and quick, and brought out a few dishes and a wooden barrel for rice. The dishes were not as rich as imagined, but simple home-cooked dishes, and the tableware was not particular. One, it's a little squiggly.

Pan Jie can't help but think of his own mother who arranges the dishes so "at will" that every time the dishes are arranged with high standards and strict requirements, the table is set just like the chef's. : "This is something that solves food and clothing. What's the point of spending so long on the plate and destroying it within three seconds of serving it?"

Seeing that Pan Jie was in a daze, An Qianyu knew that he was not used to it, so he picked out a pair of chopsticks that were fairly straight and handed them to him, saying, "Auntie's cooking skills are very good, you will know it after you taste it."

Pan Jie was about to lift up his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, but seeing everyone sitting still, he asked in a low voice, "Who are you waiting for?"

An Qian said: "Uncle just came back from work and is taking a shower, and we will serve dinner when he comes up."

Pan Jie nodded. In a traditional family, one must wait for the head of the family to sit down before using chopsticks. He understands that.

Not long after, my uncle came upstairs, wearing a white cloth vest with Chinese button-downs. Pan Jie thought that if his uncle wore a white kerchief and held a gun, he would be able to perform authentic battles.

As soon as my uncle came up, he smiled and said, "Don't wait for guests to come, eat quickly so you don't get hungry."

Pan Jie sat next to his uncle's chief seat, and his uncle first picked a big piece of meat for him.

Pan Jie has been curious about this meat from the very beginning. It is a large thin piece, translucent in black, and smells delicious. Now it looks even more crystal clear when it is placed on rice.

An Qianyu whispered, "It's bacon."

Pan Jie: "Bacon? I've eaten it before. Why isn't it so beautiful?"

"Old bacon is only available at home, and you can't buy it outside."

Pan Jie picks it up and puts it in his mouth to chew. Unexpectedly, the bacon is divided into old and small. The taste is different, especially chewy.

Pan Jie ate several pieces unceremoniously, but An Qian stopped him and said, "You can't eat more, or you will be sore all over tomorrow."

"why?"

The cousin said: "This bacon has been marinated for a long time and you can't eat too much. It will be uncomfortable tomorrow. Eat some side ears to get rid of dampness."

Pleurotus chinensis is a plant with the scientific name of Houttuynia cordata. It has a strong taste, and Pan Jie has never been used to it.

An Qianyu knew that he didn't like to eat it, but he still persuaded him: "Eat some, it's grown in our own soil, it's very tender, and you've eaten so much bacon, it'll be really uncomfortable if you don't eat it."

Although Pan Jie was a bit picky eater, after all, he was in someone else's house, so he had to force himself to eat a few leaves and some roots, chewed them and swallowed them. Although he still felt the taste was strange, fortunately, it was not too hard to swallow.

Before I finished eating this, my aunt caught a few more slices of bitter gourd in the bowl: "It's just picked from the field, it's very fresh, try it."

Pan Jie: "..." He doesn't eat bitter melon.

An Qianyu knew that he didn't want to eat it, even if he did it normally, Pan Jie would push it aside in disgust, give it to him, and immediately throw it out for you.

This kind of picky eater is a headache. The more you care about a person, the more you worry about his nutritional imbalance and picky eaters. This is why mothers always force their children to eat what they don’t like.

With a bitter face, Pan Jie cast a begging look at An Qianyu, but this time An Qianyu was unmoved, as if he didn't see it at all, and ate by himself.

The aunt stared at Pan Jie, waiting for him to eat and give a positive attitude, Pan Jie could only smile, lowered his head, pulled the rice wrapped in bitter gourd into his mouth, chewed it casually and swallowed it, then nodded to his aunt with a thumbs up .

My aunt was happy: "It's delicious. The vegetables you people in the city eat are not as fresh as the ones we grow by ourselves, and there are no pesticides. Come and eat more." She said to pick him up again.

Pan Jie stared wide-eyed, looking at the plate of fried bitter gourd in horror, An Qianyu stopped it in time: "Auntie, you also picked my favorite wild vegetable, Pan Jie, you should try it too."

Aunt: "I know you like to eat, but it's not quite the season yet, and there are a few. When it's in season, I'll pick more and ask your mother to bring it to you."

Pan Jie looked at the plate of mixed wild vegetables, plants that he had never seen before, or in other words, plants that he had never seen on the dining table and should look familiar in the wild. They were green and fragrant.

Put it in your mouth and taste it, it is a bit harsh, but it tastes good when chewed.

An Qianyu used to like to eat this kind of wild vegetables, and Pan Jie looked at the vegetables carefully for a long time, trying to remember them.

☆, ideal

Look at this table of dishes, pure natural organic green food, no wonder their family is thin and not gain weight at all.

Auntie smiled and Mimi watched them eat, she seemed to be happier than herself: "Boys eat deliciously. Modestly, after dinner, send the fish to your grandma. I picked out the thorns."

An Qian said: "Oh."

After dinner, my aunt gave An Qianyu a basket covered with a cloth: "Go quickly, they know you're coming, most likely they're sitting at the door waiting for you."

The two went out to walk up the mountain, and Pan Jie asked, "Why doesn't your grandma live with your aunt?"

An Qian said: "Grandma and her mother live in the old house with my uncle."

"Her... Mom?" Pan Jie thought he heard it wrong.

"Well, my Grandma Zeng loved me very much when I was a child. My parents didn't care about my divorce. I always came here to live with Grandma Zeng during winter and summer vacations."

Pan Jie thought to herself, Grandma Zeng?How old is that?

Sure enough, as my aunt said, Grandma Zeng moved a chair and waited at the door, and Grandma accompanied her with a dustpan on her lap and was digging corn.

They were very happy when they saw An Qianyu, and it was obvious that they had a deep relationship.Especially Grandma Zeng, because it was a bit difficult to express herself, so she could only hold An Qianyu's hand tightly, staring at his face again and again, with tears glistening in her cloudy eyes.

It can be seen that the old man is very excited.

My aunt came out and quickly advised: "Stop standing at the door, Qian Yu has brought guests, let's all go in, grandma, the wind outside is so strong, can Qian Yu help you in?" Turning to An Qian Yu said: "Hurry up and help your Grandma Zeng into the house. When I heard that you were coming, I started talking about it in the morning. I have been sitting at the door all day. I am afraid that she will catch a cold. At her age, if she catches a cold, she will die."

An Qianyu nodded hastily, and Pan Jie led the person in.

At this time, a little doll of a few years old came out of the room, pulling his aunt's trousers and looking at An Qianyu and Pan Jie curiously.

Grandma hugged the corn, stood up and flicked the ashes off her body, patted the little baby's head and said, "Xiao Er, your humble elder brother is here, call someone quickly."

The child sniffed and shrank behind his aunt.

Pan Jie finally saw what it means to have four generations living under one roof. This may not have been unusual in ancient China, but in modern times, seeing such a family with his own eyes is a miracle in itself.

At night, An Qianyu couldn't leave. Grandma Zeng was reluctant to let him go, and she agreed to come back the next day and would not listen. Grandma had to persuade An Qianyu: "Your Grandma Zeng's health is getting worse and worse recently. It was not like this before. Now who When I came to see her, she dragged her away reluctantly, and kept saying that she would not be able to see her if she left, or you should spend more time with her."

After hearing An Qianyu's words, he couldn't bear it, and agreed to stay.

Uncle's family couldn't live there, so An Qianyu and Pan Jie laid the floor on the wooden floor of the living room. Pan Jie tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he woke An Qianyu up and whispered, "Why do I always smell the musty smell of this wooden board?" ?”

"Young Master, the night temperature in this mountain is low and very humid. It's normal for the wood to smell damp. Go to sleep."

"But the pillow seems to have a smell too, if you don't believe me, smell it." Pan Jie gave An Qian his own pillow to smell.

"It's you who chooses the foam pillow yourself. I told you to use buckwheat. You think it's too hard. The air in the village is humid. Isn't that what it smells like? Bear with it."

Pan Jie arched his head towards An Qianyu: "I want to squeeze a pillow with you."

"Go away, sleep so intimately, what if we are seen tomorrow morning?"

Pan Jie was about to play tricks with a bitter face, when he suddenly heard the sound of wheezing and wheezing from under the floor.

He thought he heard it wrong, so he listened for a while and asked, "Did you... hear anything?"

An Qianyu turned his eyes to judge for a while, then whispered: "Don't make a sound, it may be a wild boar or a wild leopard. We live in a stilted building, so don't be afraid."

"Wild, wild leopard! Damn, is it real or not?"

"There have been fewer leopards in the past few years. I guess the wild boars came here to steal them. During the day, my grandma dropped a lot of corn on the ground, and left after it finished eating."

Pan Jie got up, found a place with a large gap on the floor, lay down there and looked down hard, the sound came from directly below, it was indeed the panting sound of a wild animal, but it was a pity that nothing could be seen below .

After a while, the sound went away, and Pan Jie lay back down, and said disappointedly: "I can't see it, do you really have leopards here?"

"This kind of cat comes out at night. When I was a child, I often heard the sound of it passing below, but now there are almost no more. But the most annoying thing is the wild boar. If you don't look good, it will ruin the dealer. And the wild boar will hurt you. Humans are rough-skinned, rampant, like tanks, and difficult to deal with."

Pan Jie climbed up to An Qianyu with his hands and feet, put his head in his arms, and said arrogantly: "It's so dangerous here, it's really scary."

An Qianyu was so sleepy that he didn't bother to push him away, hugged Pan Jie and said, "Go to sleep."

In the early morning, Pan Jie woke up to the sound of birds chirping.

Noticing that An Qianyu was not by his side, he raised his eyes and saw standing against the railing in the corridor at the door.

Get up and look around, no one else got up, stand behind the man with arms around his waist, chin on his shoulders: "Why do you wake up so early?"

"Enjoy the freshest air."

Pan Jie also took a deep breath, feeling the unprecedented fresh air.Looking around, it was just dawn, and the whole village was shrouded in mist. Everywhere you could see, there were lush trees, layer upon layer. Not far away, a rooster crowed, and all the roosters in the vicinity began to crow. , Ten to a hundred, even the hen also followed along to join in the fun.

At this time, some windows were gradually lit up, and some roofs were gradually emitting smoke. The whole village, which was still asleep just now, came alive in a blink of an eye.

An Qianyu seemed to appreciate the process, and asked with a smile, "Do you like this place?"

"Fortunately, it's quite peaceful, a bit like a paradise."

"Xanadu? Well said, my biggest dream is to live in this paradise with my lover and spend this life."

Pan Jie was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the simple living room behind him, and said, "It's okay to live in this kind of place once in a while, but it's still not as convenient as the city for long-term living."

An Qianyu took the young man and hugged his hand, and the two looked at each other face to face: "I know you can't let go of life in the city, and the job arranged by your hometown, and you can't let go of your boyfriend. You have a lot of things that you can't let go of. I have it too."

Pan Jie said: "I will think about Zixing's matter carefully. After all, I am sorry for him, and I have to give him an explanation, so I don't want to let go of everything."

An Qian said: "Then what if I want you to stay in this village for me? Can you do it?"

Pan Jie: "Qian Yu, don't you still have tea houses and friends? Is it too early for us to go here to live in seclusion at such a young age?"

An Qianyu asked: "Would you like to come when you get old?"

Pan Jie bowed his head in silence.

Pan Jie raised his eyes and looked at An Qianyu: "I can't promise you forever, but you may not be too naive, there is still a long life, and no one knows what we will look like in decades, even if I promise you Just empty talk, maybe in a few years you will look down on me and dump me, who can predict that?"

An Qianyu and the young man looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly moved their lips and smiled: "I should have known earlier that you and I have different fundamental beliefs, but because I love you so much, I tried my best to cater to you. In fact, our problem There have always been many, but even if those obstacles can be overcome, the difference in our outlook on life will be an insurmountable obstacle in the end, maybe Zixing is the best candidate for you."

"You are not fair! Who is suitable for me, I have the final say. I only know that I can't break up with you now. I want you to be with me. I can support you and let you live comfortably. How many people Begging to live a life like this with me, but I only give it to you, only you, isn't that okay!" Pan Jie said a little excitedly.

An Qianyu sighed: "It really doesn't make sense to you, it's not a question of who supports whom at all."

"I understand what you mean, don't you just want to be with me forever? I can try it with you, but I don't want to lie to you. I can't promise anything. Isn't that not sincere enough? An Qianyu, you What else do you want!"

An Qianyu scratched his hair: "I'm not asking you and me to be together for a promise, your heart should be what I want, and what I'm after should also be what you want to pursue, not me. Put on a magic spell to force you to stay with me."

"Then Sun Wukong changed his rules after wearing the magic spell for a while, maybe I got used to it after wearing it?"

An Qianyu stroked Pan Jie's hair lovingly: "I don't want to recite the magic spell, how can I restrain you."

Pan Jie looked at An Qianyu sadly: "Don't break up with me...I can't accept it, otherwise I won't leave tomorrow."

"Don't do this, the future matters."

"But you are going to abandon me. As soon as I leave, that Wei guy will take advantage of the situation. If you guys get along well, you will completely forget me. Thinking of this, my heart is broken. Really Can't take it."

Pan Jie spoke so vividly that An Qianyu couldn't help thinking about it. It's funny to think about it. He and Wei Ting have known each other for so long. If they could be together, it would be a good day, and this silly boy What's the matter.

No matter how determined An Qian made his words every time, as long as he saw Pan Jie and looked at him with pitiful eyes, he would be defeated first.

He is still physically unable to refuse Pan Jie, what is wrong with it!

"Hey... don't think about my affairs. You will fly back tomorrow and get on with your class. I promise you to think about it again, okay?"

"Really?" Pan Jie's eyes lit up. An Qianyu has been very stubborn recently. He tried his best to make him let go, but he didn't expect to loosen up suddenly today.

"Well, let me think about it, we're in touch first."

"Great, if you come to my side, I will definitely not let you down." Saying that, she was about to kiss.

At this time, the door of the inner room was pushed open, An Qianyu looked back and said, "Let's go, help me in the kitchen."

"Oh, can you make some more of that old bacon?"

"You are still addicted to eating. There are not many old bacon in the first place. If you are not a distinguished guest, who would be willing to take it out for you?"

Pan Jie sneered: "I've seen it all, there are so many hanging under the eaves of the kitchen, give me something to eat."

An Qian flicked the young man's forehead: "You have sharp eyes and are so sensitive to food."

"Can I bring some more when I go home? I don't take it for nothing, can I buy it?"

"Greedy, right!" An Qianyu rolled up his sleeves, making a gesture to deal with him: "See if I don't beat your gluttonous mouth!"

☆, "and"

When Pan Jie left, An Qianyu did not see him off.

I only cooked bacon porridge for the young man in the morning, pulled the luggage out of the community, and sent him to a taxi.

After getting in the car, the young man pressed the window, took a deep look at the man, and spit out two words:

"Wait for you."

An Qianyu watched the taxi leave with mixed emotions until he turned the corner.

He had imagined the scene of seeing him off countless times, but he never expected it to be so calm, so calm that he didn't shed tears after standing for so long.

This may be the last meeting with Pan Jie, but he only sent it to the gate of the community.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little regretful, maybe I should stop a taxi to catch up, or at least send people to the platform.

One more look counts.

An Qianyu took a step towards the side of the road involuntarily, but was stopped by reason again.

What if I go?

Close your eyes to appease the inner conflict.

Why did he miss him so much after only a few minutes apart?

At this time, the phone message vibrated, and it was a WeChat message from Pan Jie.

It's a song to share, Alan Tam's "Inseparable", a very old song.

The ancient tone came from the mobile phone, and the lyrics were melodious:

……

How many precious times have passed in my life

share with the ones you love

I always choose the wrong direction

sad but never forget

I can't let go of you who are in love with each other

nowhere to say bleak

Looking back at the dimly lit place

is there still you

……

Faced with such a BGM, An Qianyu was finally unable to resist, tears collapsed in an instant, and the eye sockets that had not shed tears for a long time turned out to be ready to go, and poured down like a dike burst.

It has to be said that Pan Jie's ability to control An Qianyu's mind is really precise.

"Boss An, Boss An?"

Zhu Qianqian pushed An Qianyu who was holding the teapot in a daze.

An Qianyu looked up at the guests who were watching the tea ceremony around the tea table, and smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, there are records of tea making as early as the Tang Dynasty, and the tea sets are already very professional..."

After flipping through the demonstration, the guests asked whether the tea was for sale as usual, and Zhu Xixi still took the guests who wanted to buy tea downstairs to see.

However, An Qianyu uses the tea he roasted himself, while Zhu Qianqian sells finished tea from the same origin.

When she was humming a tune and finishing the check at the cash register, Hong Qingsong came in from the door:

"Little girl, how much money did you cheat? So happy."

Zhu Qianqian closed the account book and said, "Uncle Hong, don't talk nonsense, the guests will listen."

Hong Qingsong nodded her forehead: "Do you think Uncle Hong is an idiot? The customer who just went out said that the tea he bought here was roasted by the boss himself. Don't I know how much tea Qian Yu roasts every season? As you do every day Sell ​​it, it’s already sold out.”

"Uncle Hong!" Zhu Qianqian nervously looked upstairs: "Don't make trouble, it will be troublesome for Qian Yu to know."

"Hahaha," Hong Qingsong laughed: "You are so cunning, just like your father!"

Zhu Xiqian laughed together: "My dad asked you to drink tea. He always said that you are the Taishan Beidou of Chinese tea culture, and Lu Yu is reborn!"

Hong Qingsong just likes to tease Zhu Qianqian, and after listening to her poor words, he won't really expose her: "Little girl is quite good at putting on a high hat, right upstairs?"

"Well, go up, what tea do you drink?"

Hong Qingsong: "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Qian Yu for good tea."

"Hey, I don't like the tea I make anymore."

An Qianyu heard footsteps on the stairs, and walked over to greet him: "Hi, upstairs please... Mr. Hong, why is it you?"

"You can smell the aroma of tea from downstairs. What good tea have you found recently? You don't even invite me, an old man, to drink it." Hong Qingsong smiled.

An Qianyu knew that he wanted to taste tea, so he let the person go to the tea table under the calligraphy and painting, and took out a pot: "I don't have good tea, I just brought a pot of tea from my hometown, let's see if it can catch your eyes? "

Hong Qingsong poured out the tea leaves in the pot with great interest. Although the tea leaves are not top grade, they can be classified into good and bad. This tea is obviously a new tea specially selected by An Qianyu, and he knows the unique method of brewing tea. I want to see it.

"Please enlighten me!"

An Qianyu cupped his hands and said, "Don't dare to do it, you're making a fool of yourself."

Take out a portable alcohol stove and an earthen pot from under the stage.

This earthen pot is obviously much more refined than the pots in my hometown that are burned black every day, and there are some simple patterns on it, which are decorative and simple.

In the same way, heat the pot, put in tea leaves and roast until hot, then add water to boil.

Many people were attracted by An Qianyu's tea making method and gathered around to watch.

When the tea leaves are roasted hot, the aroma of the tea leaves emits a unique fragrance, which wafts throughout the tea room.

Looking at An Qianyu's serious and skillful tea making technique, Hong Qingsong nodded. If he didn't really love the tea ceremony and cultivate himself from the inside out, he wouldn't have such an infectious tea art display.

Looking up at the word "He" on the wall, this is the calligraphy character he gave to An Qianyu.In addition to his love of tea, he also likes calligraphy. After retiring, he practiced calligraphy diligently at home, and his current level is quite good, as can be seen from the vigorous and soft characters on the wall.

This is his favorite Chinese word, which represents the highest level of self-cultivation.

Especially in Confucianism, the word has been elevated to the status of philosophy.An Qianyu hung the word on the most prominent place in the teahouse, which not only showed respect for him, but also represented his agreement with the meaning of the word.

Everyone tasted the tea, some nodded and said it was good tea, some shook their heads and said it was not as good as the smell. Although they all insisted on their opinions and did not get unanimous praise, the atmosphere was very relaxed and happy. This is Hong Qingsong's favorite effect of drinking tea.

Because of individual differences, each person will get different feelings. It seems that the word He, with a mouth on the right, means that everyone has a mouth, and there is no need to be [-]% praised. As long as everyone expresses their true opinions and communicates with each other, this kind of atmosphere is the best. Most interesting and harmonious.

After drinking tea and chatting, the guests would naturally be led downstairs by Zhu Xiqian to buy tea, but this time, apart from the same tea as An Qian used, there were also people who wanted to buy earthen pots and earthen bowls.

Zhu Qianqian is so smart. Although she doesn't have any at present, she immediately left customer information, saying that she will ship them directly from the warehouse, and the price is many times higher than the cost. She is really good at fooling around.

After drinking enough tea, Hong Qingsong saw that everyone had dispersed, so he said: "You didn't participate in the last few activities, what are you busy with?"

An Qianyu was taken aback for a while, he had been worrying about Pan Jie's affairs for a while, and he didn't care about the Tea Association's affairs at all.

Every year, the Tea Association has many exchange activities, and he will choose some important ones to participate in, so as to exchange information.

An Qianyu is very dedicated to tea. In addition to going to various parts of the country, even Japan and South Korea to experience different tea cultures, he also searches for ancient books. After painstaking research, he reproduces the scene of ancient people drinking tea. Demonstrate for everyone.So although An Qianyu doesn't talk much each time, it still attracts people's attention.

Since they hadn't seen him these few times, a few acquaintances including President Hong couldn't hold back anymore and asked why, so Hong Qingsong came.

"An announcement was made in the group, did you see it?"

"What announcement?" An Qianyu asked.

Hong Qingsong: "There will be a large-scale tea tasting festival in City B in a few days. We have been invited to the tea party. Many people have already signed up to participate. I see that you haven't signed up for a long time. I don't know why, so I came to ask."

An Qianyu scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I haven't been on □□ for a long time, I don't know about it at all, and I trouble you to make this trip yourself, in fact, you can just give me a call."

"Be careful, I also want to go to your place for a walk. Have you encountered any difficulties recently? You can tell Grandpa Hong, maybe you can help."

Hong Qingsong's preference for An Qian's language is actually quite obvious. Most young people nowadays are impetuous, and there are not many people who can calm down like An Qian's language and study a culture seriously.He firmly believes that those who become great masters must first meditate, and only by keeping a low profile and concentrating on research can they achieve success.

What An Qianyu thought of was not what Hong Qingsong thought, his attention was all on City B.

City B, that's where Pan Jie is.

☆、The difference between love and love

What a coincidence, it happens to be in City B, so if he participates, that means he can meet Pan Jie!

But the ensuing contradiction is naturally how to respond to Pan Jie's request to live together?

Such a subtle expression still cannot escape Hong Qingsong's eyes: "Why?"

An Qian said: "No, I just got sick not long ago, and my spirit has not recovered. I went back to my mother's hometown a few days ago, so I didn't take care of the tea party. I'm sorry."

Of course, Hong Qingsong would not believe the words on the scene, and looked at An Qianyu kindly with his eyes narrowed.

An Qianyu looked down at the teacup in front of him, not daring to look at each other.

Hong Qingsong is an elder, a good teacher, and a good friend to him. This is a very wise old man. When he first met in the Tea Association, he respected and worshiped Hong Qingsong.After getting acquainted, An Qianyu would often talk to him about life and thoughts, and Hong Qingsong could give him good suggestions.

"Qian Yu, I know that you are not the kind of impetuous person who handles things carefully and considerately. However, I heard some news in the past two days. It may not be true, but I will ask you to confirm it personally."

When An Qianyu heard this, he felt suddenly nervous, and looked up at Hong Qingsong. If he knew the mess of himself and Pan Jie being together, he would definitely seriously question his character.

Hong Qingsong still looked kindly: "I heard that you are asking, is there anyone willing to buy your shares in this store, is it true?"

An Qianyu suddenly realized, he was thinking about Pan Jie's proposal, so he casually asked people in the circle if anyone would like to sell his store, and what price it would be. In fact, he didn't really know how to sell it, but he just wanted to ask.

"Ah, you said this, I just asked casually."

Hong Qingsong smiled: "Ask casually? There will be no wind from the hole, I want to know, why do you think of asking this?"

An Qianyu was a little embarrassed, he didn't dare to tell the truth, and he didn't want to lie to Hong Qingsong, so he had to apologize.

Seeing him like this, Hong Qingsong made some guesses, and asked, "Is there a relationship problem? It's time for you to find someone to fall in love with, but you have to understand that two people are together based on fate and twisting." Melon is not sweet, edge