gurgling...
A special gourd-shaped thick iron pot, boiling water on the charcoal fire, the rising water vapor bypasses the vine-like handle of the iron pot, and gradually dissipates in the air, bringing a strange fragrance.
Not only the tea leaves, Ming Youzi also pinched a strange herb with his slender fingers and poured it into the teapot. When the water temperature was right, he lifted the iron pot and poured the boiling water into the brewed tea in one go.
The refreshing fragrance instantly spread into the air, and the smell lifted people's spirits. Before entering the mouth, the saliva was already salivating, and a sweet taste surged at the bottom of the tongue.
"Good tea." Ye Qingxuan praised sincerely.
Mingyouzi smiled slightly, and said calmly: "The way to use tea is not only to look at the tea leaves, but also to look at the technique. My tea making technique is the most proud skill of the old man besides martial arts."
Ye Qingxuan held the tea bowl, gently wiped the tea stains on the side of the bowl, saluted Ming Youzi, and drank the light green tea in one gulp.
A stream of clear water went straight into the lungs, and then exploded in the dantian, spreading to all limbs and bones in an instant. The steaming heat leaked out of the body through the pores, and Ye Qingxuan immediately broke into a layer of fine hair sweat. With a sweet taste, it is extraordinarily refreshing.
Ye Qingxuan praised again, and said comfortably: "This is one of the best teas that I have tasted in my life, especially the vanilla, which I have never seen in my life."
"It's sweet water chestnut. It only grows in water. To those who don't understand the market, it's just a strange aquatic plant." Ming Youzi explained indifferently, then his expression moved slightly, and he asked curiously: "Just now, my friend said yes One of the best teas... I don't know who else's teas have you tried?"
"Master Yan handled it with his own hands." Ye Qingxuan replied.
"Yan Jingliu?" Ming Youzi sighed lightly, and said softly: "It's a pity."
Ye Qingxuan was silent and secretly agreed.
The death of Yan Jingliu not only lost the power of the righteous way of martial arts, but also caused the loss of a literary leader in this era as a whole.
In today's world, no matter how romantic you are, you can only wield knives and guns, and you will fall down after all your writing.
After drinking from a bowl, Ming Youzi made Lei Cha again, but dumped the freshly boiled water into the river, poured out a pot of clean water from the water altar, and boiled it again.
Seeing Ye Qingxuan's curious expression, Ming Youzi smiled and said, "Which pot of water has been boiled just now, and if you boil it again, you will be old..."
"Water can also burn old?"
"Of course." Ming Youzi said: "Boiling the water is the third class. From the time when the water is about to boil, bubbles the size of shrimp eyes will first appear at the bottom of the water, followed by blisters the size of crab eyes, and then bubbles the size of fish eyes." In the end, the kettle boils and boils completely. The best time to make my Lei Cha is the water temperature when the crab eye blisters appear. If it reaches the size of a fish eye, the water temperature is over. Burnt old."
Ye Qingxuan asked with a smile: "Is the iron pot also able to see bubbles?"
Mingyouzi said indifferently: "Only skilled ears. It is really difficult to distinguish the subtle differences without years of research. This old man has been practicing this way all his life, so naturally he can judge roughly based on the sound and time."
Ye Qingxuan nodded with a smile, and secretly learned a little more about pretending to be aggressive.
The two of them stopped talking so far, just sipping tea in peace.
Since Mingyouzi didn't speak first, Ye Qingxuan naturally didn't know how to ask questions. Obviously Mingyouzi's thoughts were not properly prepared at this moment, and he didn't know where to start.
The sound of horns came one after another from the river in the distance.
The fight between the two before had already attracted the attention of all the experts on the island.
I believe that the shock brought to them cannot be described in words.
And this fierce fight died down in an instant, naturally there will be experts from different forces coming out of the river to investigate the truth.
"Oh, noisy."
Ming Youzi sighed, stood up, glanced at Ye Qingxuan, and said lightly, "I'll take you to a quiet place."
"Sir leads the way."
Ye Qingxuan was happy and fearless, and agreed with a smile.
There was a hint of admiration in Ming Youzi's eyes, he paused slightly, and the boat rushed into a hidden waterway behind the sandbar like an arrow from the string.
Ye Qingxuan's expression was delicate. He never expected that there would be such a hidden waterway in the largest sandbar outside Wolong Island. Sansheng Island is indeed the leader here, and he is very familiar with the local conditions.
The boat was driving in a field of reeds taller than a person, the sun was shining brightly, and the water surface was shining with phosphorescence, as if entering another mysterious world.
Passing through this patch of reeds, there is another river channel in front of me. After traveling more than ten feet, the river channel forks again.
Mingyouzi steered the boat to the narrow river channel on the right, with weeping willows on both sides. When the boat passed by, the bent willow branches swept the boat, making a "suosuo" sound.
The more you go inward. The more criss-crossing the river, if you don't know the way, you will definitely get lost in the confusing waters of this complicated river.
After half an hour like this, Mingyouzi finally led Ye Qingxuan to a small pier in the depths of the reeds on the sandbar.
Looking at the osmanthus forest in front of the pier, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing, and said: "The winding path leads to seclusion. I never thought that there is such a quiet and elegant place at the end of this winding waterway."
Ming Youzi chuckled, and replied: "What elegant place, it's just my retreat."
After tying the boat to the pier, Mingyouzi went all the way, leading Ye Qingxuan into the small island.
The two walked through the osmanthus forest first.
Outside the forest is a slope, which flows along a small river. There is a stone bridge on the river, connecting the gravel roads on both sides, leading to a small valley full of green trees.
There are hidden houses in the gorge, hidden in the depths of a sea of flowers and leaves, which is picturesque and peaceful.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help sighing: "It really is a fairyland on earth, a good place to retreat and practice."
Mingyouzi said: "Such a beautiful scenery makes people forget the customs. If there are big men with swords and knives patrolling around, wouldn't it be a big spoiler? I hope this place will always be like this. Sansheng Island...is not me anymore. It’s what I hoped it would be.”
Ye Qingxuan's heart trembled slightly, but he knew how to ask no further questions.
The two boarded the stone bridge all the way.
With the gurgling water under the bridge, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help being in a good mood. He looked around to appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of him, and forgot where he was for a moment.
In the trough, two clear streams flow out along the canyon. The roadside is full of trees, flowers and plants, and the birds are singing and contending. It is very lively.
After turning a corner, a huge bluestone suddenly appeared in front of it. The bluestone was as tall as three or four people. On it, there were four big characters of "Wangyou Xiaozhu". Colorful and eye-catching.
Behind the bluestone, in front of the dense bamboo forest, there is a small house, the whole body is repaired with wood and bamboo, which is extremely elegant.
Ming Youzi patted the dust on his body, and said with a relaxed smile: "I'm home. It's a shabby room, and there are rarely visitors on weekdays. My little friend laughed at me."
After speaking, he took the first step, opened the bamboo fence, led Ye Qingxuan into the small courtyard, and pushed open the main door of the study.
The layout inside is indeed as Ye Qingxuan imagined, with great style.
After Ye Qingxuan glanced around, he was immediately attracted by a picture of a beautiful woman hanging in the middle of the study, took a closer look, immediately widened his eyes, and took a deep breath—
What is she