Zhao Xiaoyang had only heard of Yaobian Jianzhan and had never come into contact with it.
The best tea set he has ever used since he was a child is the set of purple clay teapots left by his grandfather.
As time goes by, the tea brewed from it will become more flavorful.
Zhao Xiaoyang knew that drinking tea was a very interesting thing.
People who are particular about things are extremely picky about everything from the water used to the tea leaves and even every step of the process.
This Yaobian Jianzhan is the pinnacle of tea ceremony.
Jianzhan began to be recorded by the tea saint Lu Yu, appeared in the Tang Dynasty, reached its peak in the Song Dynasty, and spawned various different schools.
To put it bluntly, it's all about the finer points. Zhao Xiaoyang heard his grandfather mention it when he was a child, but now he has forgotten most of it.
The only thing I remember is that there was a peak Jianzhan in the Song Dynasty, which has now been lost to an island country.
No one can tell how much it is worth, because it has become a national treasure.
Therefore, it is better to let people who know the business operate this kind of thing that requires people to operate.
Soon, a pot of water boiled.
Xiaoqi's slender hands danced like a butterfly among flowers.
He washed the cups, washed the tea, and even rinsed the water several times.
Not to mention Li Pingan and others, even Zhao Xiaoyang, who was used to drinking the first spring tea, could hardly contain himself.
If Xiaoqi wasn't good-looking and appreciating the tea ceremony was a pleasure, he would have stopped it long ago.
A pot of tea is ready.
The unfurling tea leaves dance gracefully in the misty hot air.
At the same time, the Yaobian Jianzhan, which only looked a little more complex in glaze than the purple clay cup, seemed to have also melted.
It began to flow faintly in the clear tea liquid.
“I’ll go!”
Li Ping'an's brows jumped and he went straight over.
Zhao Xiaoyang's face turned dark. This guy's big head blocked most of the beautiful scene.
“Oh my god!”
Li Pingan exclaimed again and rolled up his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Zhao Xiaoyang was even more speechless.
This guy is obviously a rich second generation, why is he so uncalm!
Of course, it was also the first time for Zhao Xiaoyang to see Jianzhan produce such magical chemical changes under the catalysis of tea liquid.
The cup wall, which looked plain at first glance, was like the dark night sky, now lit up by the stars that appeared little by little.
It's really eye-opening.
There is a breathtaking beauty.
After waiting for a full minute, the scalding hot tea cooled down.
Li Pingan picked up the most beautiful Jianzhan teapot and started to savor it with relish.
"Please, have some tea!"
After saying that, Zhao Xiaoyang didn't hesitate and took a cup for himself.
Take a bite!
He couldn't help but be stunned. The taste seemed to be a little different.
There is an additional sense of taste, an indescribable wonderful feeling.
No wonder drinking tea led to the development of a tea ceremony. It really is quite something.
Does drinking tea actually have an impact on your psychology?
For a moment, Zhao Xiaoyang suddenly felt that the fat man's startled look was a bit exaggerated, but it was not completely unreasonable.
Maybe this guy knows too much and is too immersed in the role?
call!
At this time, Fatty Li carefully put down the cup, took a long breath, and then turned his gaze to Zhao Xiaoyang.
"Brother!"
"Well……"
Zhao Xiaoyang frowned.
The fat man came up, put his arm around Zhao Xiaoyang's shoulders, and said warmly, "The first time is strange, the second time is familiar. From now on, you will be my Li Ping'an's good brother."
"What's going on?" Zhao Xiaoyang raised his eyebrows.
"Hey, since we're brothers, can you sell me some more tea? The tea I have now is really not enough!"
Humph, just as expected.
In fact, as soon as Li Ping'an arrived, Zhao Xiaoyang guessed some of his intentions.
"Boss Zhao, our General Manager Li likes this one. As long as you can give it up, money is not a problem!"
The thin guy next to him chimed in.
"Yes, yes, money is not a problem!"
Fatty Li also nodded repeatedly. It is only natural to spend money to enjoy life!
Seeing Li Ping'an's upright posture and sincerity, Zhao Xiaoyang thought about it.
"Okay, wait, I'll give you some more!"
After saying that, Zhao Xiaoyang took out a can of Sanchun tea from the shelf at the back.
There are almost three pounds of Sanchun tea, but last time I only gave the fat man about three ounces.
But now the five newly planted tea trees have matured, so it’s no big deal to divide them up a little more.
"Brother, this is not what I want..."
Li Pingan said with a shameless face.
"Oh? No, fine!"
Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyang curled his lips and put the Sanchun tea away again.
"Ah! No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I want this too."
Li Pingan immediately laughed awkwardly: "I drank this Sanchun tea last time, it's absolutely first-class. Give me a little more this time."
"Also, can you sell me some of this first spring tea?"
Zhao Xiaoyang shook his head and smiled: "You can see that I don't have much myself. This is all I have. If you are full, it will be three taels. As for the freshly picked ones outside, they are not processed yet. They are not enough for me to drink."
"I know you're a tea lover, but to be honest, even if I grow tea myself, I can't have as much as I want!"
"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand!"
Li Pingan responded repeatedly.
Zhao Xiaoyang smiled but said nothing.
You know nothing!
"so……"
Li Pingan suddenly took out his mobile phone and operated it.
Zhao Xiaoyang's phone vibrated slightly. He picked it up and saw that it was a transfer of 10,000 yuan from "Enjoy life to the fullest when you are happy".
"Hey, what are you doing?"
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