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Ye Fan said in a low voice, "They are reassuring. Only when their hearts are immersed in tea can they make the best tea."
"Oh..." Du Yuner looked at her with a concentrated look, and she forgot what she was here for in the first place.
Finally, after about ten minutes later, Ning Zimo and Oda Huihai began to move at the same time.
Light charcoal, boil water, make tea...
The difference is that Oda Huihai's expression is more serious, every process is exquisite and particular, and it is very quiet, almost making no sound.
Ning Zimo had a faint smile on his face, the clouds were light and breezy, as if he was playing a piece of music, enjoying himself.
The two of them paid attention to the tea wholeheartedly, and had turned a deaf ear to everything around them.
Watching the two make tea, as if they were splashing ink on a lifelike landscape painting, indulging in the landscape, singing the wine, and enjoying life.
"It's amazing... I feel that I can feel the taste of tea before I drink the tea..." Du Yuner murmured enviably.
Ye Fan smiled. He also liked watching Ning Zimo's tea art, which was pleasing to the eye.
"This is the charm of the tea ceremony. When the art reaches the highest state, it is all about shaking people's souls, not visual stimulation," Ye Fan said.
While speaking, both Ning Zimo and Oda Huihai stopped their movements and completed the steps of making tea.
The two of them used their trays to put five cups of tea in front of the referees.
Ye Fan took Radu Yoona's hand and said, "Everyone, do you mind if you let us have a taste?"
Several judges are also kind old men, so naturally they have no objection.
Ning Zimo smiled, took two more cups of tea, and handed them to Ye Fan and Du Yun'er.
Du Yooner thanked her and tasted a sip of tea. She immediately felt refreshed, and she was pleasantly surprised and said: "This tea is so delicious. I have never drank such a strong tea without feeling astringent."
"Little girl, you taste mine", Oda Huihai also brought his tea at this time, and said in a non-standard Chinese.
Ye Fan and Du Yuner also tasted them, and they also thought it tasted very good.
"How can distinguish who is better? I feel very good," Du Yoona said distressedly.
"Silly girl, I didn't want you to be the referee," Ye Fan said with a smile.
Several senior tea ceremony judges exchanged opinions with each other.
After five or six minutes, the judge sitting in the middle said: "In this competition, we finally decided that Ziye Tea House won."
When Oda Huihai heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied: "Judges, what's the reason?"
The judges said: "The two brewed teas are not equal to each other, but the mood that Miss Ning showed in the process of brewing tea drew more reverie.
Perhaps this is because Mr. Oda was too focused and winning, so he failed to do his best."
Oda Huihai frowned. He had noticed that when Ning Zimo was making tea, he had a different feeling from him. It was even more of a mountain and flowing water, which was in line with the artistic conception of the tea ceremony.
He took a cup of Ning Zimo's tea, tasted it, and sighed long.
"It was me who lost. Indeed, in terms of taste, there is no difference. In terms of the artistic conception of the process, I am a bit worse." Oda Huikaidao.
Ning Zimo also said quite politely: "The Youleliu tea ceremony inherited by Mr. Oda has been passed down for more than four hundred years. There are indeed many things to admire. Today's competition has benefited a lot."
Oda Huihai waved his hand and started to ask in Fuso: "I want to ask Miss Ning a question. What did you think about when you were making tea just now, how can you be so ethereal and natural?"
Ning Zimo didn't understand the Fusang language, so he had to ask the judge next to him. Two of the judges were from Fusang. This was also for fairness.
After listening to the translation, Ning Zimo smiled and replied: "I just muttered two sentences in my heart, "Bao Ding tea is green and green, and quiet window chess is still cool." I imagined the mood and let myself immerse myself in it. In the tea ceremony."
After saying this, the judges who interpreter next to him were troubled. They didn't know how to translate the two ancient texts.
Ye Fan sighed, and suddenly stepped forward and said in fluent Fusang words: "Ms. Ning was thinking of two couplets at the time, from the book "A Dream of Red Mansions" by Xia Guo.
It probably means that Baoding doesn't make tea anymore, there is still green water vapor in the room, the chess game under the window is over, and the fingers still feel cool.
These two couplets were written by a young man named Baoyu in the novel. They blended visual and tactile experience and portrayed the leisure and elegance brought about by the tea ceremony and chess. "
Everyone present stared at Ye Fan, especially Du Yuner, with surprise in their beautiful eyes.
Oda Huihai suddenly realized that he gave a thumbs up, "This young gentleman, your Fuso language is really good, and your explanation is very clear. Your Xia country culture is really broad and profound!
Many of us in Fusang think that the tea ceremony is only available in Fusang, and Xia Guo's tea ceremony has no foundation. Today is an eye-opener. "
Ning Zimo looked proud. This is the man she likes. Not only does she admire her in terms of force, but also her inner self-cultivation can be connected with her heart.
After chatting for a while, Oda Huihai and several judges were sent away by Ning Zimo.
Ning Zimo changed into his usual home clothes and asked Zhao Zhong to arrange a lunch before he came to Ye Fan and Du Yun'er.
"Ye Fan, don't you plan to introduce to me, who is this beauty?"
Ye Fan remembered that she didn't have time to introduce her, so she said, "She is Du Yun'er. I knew it in the orphanage when I was a child. She is one of my closest sisters."
"Oh... I heard you talk about it several times," Ning Zimo stretched out his hand quickly, "Hello, my name is Ning Zimo, I'm the lady boss here."
Du Yuner still saw such a beautiful and full of connotation for the first time, and she was a little inferior, and she stretched out her hand and shook Ning Zimo's hand.
"Miss Ning... Your name sounds so nice..."
As soon as the voice fell, Du Yuner suddenly remembered something, her delicate body trembled lightly, her eyes widened, "Miss Ning...you...your name..."
"What's wrong with my name?" Ning Zimo puzzled.
Ye Fan chuckled softly: "Yooner, Ning'er in front of you is the chairman of Zizhulin. How about it? Does it look the same as the gangster sister you imagined?"
Du Yoona felt that her legs were already deflated, and looked at the man grievously and bitterly. The contrast between this image and identity is too great!
When Ning Zimo heard these words, he almost knew the ins and outs. After a blank look at the man, he took the initiative to take Du Yuner’s hand, "Sister Yoon, don’t be afraid. Although our Zizhu Forest is an underground gang, I will take office. Since then, I have never touched drugs or trafficked people.
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