Chapter 158

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Ye Fan said in a low voice: "they are in the heart. Only when they are immersed in the tea can they make the best tea.".

"Oh..." Du Yuner looked attentive and looked at it carefully, forgetting what he was originally for.

Finally, after about ten minutes, Ning Zimo and Zhitian Huihai began to move at the same time.

Light a charcoal fire, boil water, make tea

Some of the difference is that Zhitian Huihai's expression is more serious. Every process is exquisite and exquisite, and it is very quiet. She hardly makes any sound.

Ning purple Mo is a light smile, cloud light breeze light, as if playing a piece of music, enjoy oneself.

The two men were so absorbed in the tea that they had turned a deaf ear to everything around them.

Looking at the two people cooking tea, it seems that they are splashing ink on a vivid landscape painting. They indulge in mountains and waters, sing wine and enjoy life.

"How wonderful I feel that I can already feel the taste of tea before I drink it... " Du Yuner murmured admiringly.

Ye Fan smiles, and he also likes to watch ningzimo's tea art.

"This is the charm of the tea ceremony, art to the highest level, are to shake the moving soul, not visual stimulation," Ye Fan said.

Speaking, Ning Zimo and Zhitian Huihai all stopped and completed the steps of making tea.

Each of them took five cups of tea to the judges on a tray.

Ye Fan pulled La Du yun'er's hand and went up and said, "everybody, do you mind if we have a taste?"

Several judges are also kind-hearted old people, so naturally there is no objection.

Ning Zimo smiles and takes two cups of tea, which are handed over to Ye Fan and Du yun'er.

Du yun'er said thanks and took a sip of the tea. He immediately felt his heart and spleen. He was surprised and said, "this tea is very delicious. I've never drunk a tea with such a strong taste and will not feel astringent.".

"Little girl, try mine," Zhitian Huihai also brought his tea and said in a poor Chinese.

Ye Fan and Du Yuner also tasted it, and they also felt that the taste was very good.

"How can I tell who is better? I feel very good," Du Yuner said.

"Silly girl, it's not for you to be the referee," Ye Fan said with a smile.

Several senior tea ceremony judges exchanged views with each other.

After five or six minutes, the judge sitting in the middle said: "this competition, we finally decided that the purple leaf tea house won.".

Zhitian Huihai listen, immediately dissatisfied: "judges, what is the reason?"

The judge said: "the tea made by the two is not equal to that of the other two. However, the artistic conception of Miss Ning in the process of tea making makes people have more reverie.

This may be because Mr. Zhitian is too focused on winning or losing, so he can't do his best. ".

Zhitian Huihai frowns. He has noticed that when Ning Zimo cooks tea, he feels different from him. It is more like mountains and rivers, which is in line with the artistic conception of tea ceremony.

He took a cup of ningzimo's tea, tasted it, and sighed for a long time.

"It's me who lost. It's true that there is no difference in the taste. In terms of the artistic conception of the process, I'm not as good as I am," he said.

Ning Zimo also said politely: "the youleliu tea ceremony inherited by Mr. Zhitian has lasted for more than 400 years. There are indeed many places worthy of admiration. Today's competition has benefited a lot.".

Zhitian Huihai waved her hand and began to ask in Fusang language: "I want to ask Miss Ning a question. What did you think when you were cooking tea just now? How can you be so ethereal and natural?"

Ning Zimo doesn't know Fusang dialect, so he has to ask the judges nearby. Two of them are Fusang people, which is also for the sake of fairness.

After listening to the translation, Ning Zimo replied with a smile: "I just recited two words in my heart:" Baoding tea is still green, and the youchuanqi is still cool. "Imagining that kind of artistic conception, I immerse myself in the tea ceremony."

After saying this, the judges who translated them were puzzled. They didn't know how to translate two ancient Chinese sentences.

Ye Fan sighed, and suddenly went forward to say in fluent Fusang: "what Miss Ning thought at that time was two couplets, which came from Xia Guo's dream of Red Mansions.

It means that Baoding doesn't make tea any more. There's still green water vapor in the room. The chess game under the window has been finished. My fingers still feel cool.

These two couplets are written by a young man named Baoyu in that novel. They combine the visual and tactile experience and describe the leisure and elegance brought about by the tea ceremony and the chess game. "

All the people present were stunned to see Ye Fan, especially Du Yuner, whose beautiful eyes were full of amazement.

Zhitian Huihai suddenly realized and gave a thumbs up. "This young gentleman, your Fusang language is very good and your explanation is very clear. Your Xia culture is really broad and profound!

Many people in Fusang think that only Fusang can have the tea ceremony. The tea ceremony in Xia state has no foundation. Today, it is an eye opener. "Ning Zimo looks proud. This is the man she likes. She not only admires her in military force, but also can communicate with her in inner cultivation.

After chatting for a while, Zhitian Huihai and several judges were sent away by Ning Zimo.

Ning Zimo changed a usual home clothes, let Zhao Zhong arrange a lunch, then came to Ye Fan and Du Yuner.

"Ye Fan, don't you want to introduce to me, who is this beauty?"

Ye Fan remembered that she had no time to introduce her, so she said, "her name is Du Yuner. She was known in the welfare home when I was a child. She is one of my closest sisters.".

"Oh I've heard you talk about it several times. "Ning Zimo stretched out his hand candidly," Hello, my name is Ning Zimo, and I'm the landlady here. ".

Du Yuner is still the first time to see such a beautiful and full of connotation of women, some small inferiority complex, reached out and ningzimo shook hands.

"Miss Ning Your name sounds good... "

As soon as his voice fell, Du Yuner suddenly remembered something. His delicate body trembled slightly, and his bright eyes opened wide, "Miss Ning You Your name... "

"What's wrong with my name?" Rather purple Mo does not understand.

Ye Fan chuckled and said, "yun'er, the Ning'er in front of you is the president of purple bamboo forest. How about it? Is it the same as the big sister of the gangster in your imagination?"

Du Yuner feels that both legs have become empty. He looks at the man wrongly and bitterly. The contrast between his image and his identity is too big!

When Ning Zimo heard this, he almost knew the whole story. After seeing the man white, he took the initiative to hold Du Yuner's hand. "Sister Yuner, don't be afraid. Although our purple bamboo forest is an underground Gang, I have never touched drugs and abducted people since I took office.

The only difference between us and ordinary business enterprises is that our management mode is different, and we solve some disputes on our own rather than on the police. ".

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