Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin are very busy now. The company has booked a flight for them in the afternoon, and they will rush to another city in the evening to prepare for a new concert. This is their job and the responsibility they bear.
They went to bed too late after having supper yesterday, and could have had a good rest at noon today. The reason they overcame the urge to sleep in and came to find Fang Yan early in the morning was just because they wanted to stay with Teacher Fang for a while longer.
Just for a short while!
Fang Yan knew they were tired, so he didn't take them too far to visit any street attractions. He just planned to find a secluded and quiet teahouse, where they could sit together and drink tea and chat.
This is an antique teahouse called: Chiba Teahouse.
The reason why Fang Yan fell in love with this teahouse at first sight in this long alley and finally chose to have tea here was because the name of this teahouse made him feel very familiar.
Chiba, these two words represent a warrior who is admired and a girl who is pitied.
Heaven and earth, are they all doing well now
"Qianye Teahouse, that's an interesting name." Jiang Qin looked at the small wooden building and said, "The decoration is also very romantic."
"It has a bit of oriental style." Yuan Lin has a more accurate grasp of fashion. She looked at it carefully and said, "They blend the Chinese classical style with the traditional oriental tea culture, which doesn't make people feel abrupt. The owner of this teahouse is a person with taste. And the owner is a girl, otherwise there wouldn't be such a delicate decoration style-----"
Fang Yan pushed open the wooden door of the teahouse, and a pretty girl in white Hanfu came up to him and asked with a smile, "Do you want a private room or a private seat?"
"Teacher Fang, shall we have a private seat?" Jiang Qin took off his sunglasses and said with a smile, "The air outside is fresher. Let's sit near the window, smell the tea, and bask in the sun - how bourgeois. This is the life I dreamed of when I was a child."
Fang Yan smiled and said, "Okay. Then let's take a private seat. A seat by the window."
The girl in Hanfu led the three people to sit on the wooden table and chairs, then asked with a smile: "What kind of tea would you like to drink?"
Fang Yan looked at the decoration of the teahouse with interest and asked, "Is the owner of the teahouse named Qianye?"
"Yes." The girl nodded and said proudly, "Our owner's surname is Qianye."
"Since your last name is Chiba, you should be good at the tea ceremony. Could you please ask the owner to make a pot of tea for us?"
The girl looked embarrassed and said, "Sir, I am so sorry. The owner is busy and can't come to serve tea in person. I have been learning from the owner for two years. How about I serve a pot of tea to the three distinguished guests?"
Fang Yan had no intention of embarrassing the girl, so he nodded and said, "Okay. Then you can make the tea. Just choose the one you are good at."
"Thank you for your understanding, sir." The girl bowed slightly to Fang Yan, then turned around to prepare tea.
Soon, the girl came over with a bamboo basket made of woven bamboo rafts. Inside the basket were elegant white teapots and cups, as well as a small dish of light yellow tea leaves.
"Sir, I'll make you a pot of Longjing tea." The girl sat down in front of the tea table, her upper body straight. Just this sitting posture is eye-catching.
She took out the teapot and teacups from the bamboo basket deftly and flexibly, and then waited quietly.
There was no electric kettle for boiling water on the tea table. Seeing Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin looking at her with doubtful eyes, the girl chuckled and said, "Please wait a moment. We don't use electric kettles to boil water. That will destroy the nutrients and vitality of the water. We use the well water from the Lotus Temple that is boiled over charcoal. The tea in the teahouse is fished out from a deep well in the Lotus Temple and then transported here by horse-drawn carriage. The well water is sweet and clear, and does not contain any bleaching powder or other toxic substances. You will know when you taste it."
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin's eyes lit up, and Yuan Lin said excitedly: "We have found a treasure land."
"This is the first time I've heard that you need to draw water from a well to make tea." Jiang Qin said with a smile, "I want to try how delicious your Longjing tea is."
"Ms. Jiang, Miss Yuan, I will never let you down." The girl said with a sweet smile.
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin were shocked. They looked at each other. Jiang Qin stared at the girl with vigilance and asked, "Do you know us?"
"I do know Miss Jiang and Miss Yuan, but you two don't have to worry-----" The girl explained softly, "Tea ceremony and music complement each other, especially classical music, which is the main component of our tea ceremony. Every staff member of our teahouse has to listen to a lot of classical music, and there are musicians who perform for guests. The Tiannanxing band is very popular in China. In addition, your classical music and modern music are perfectly integrated, which is easy for the public to accept. It is also the object of our study. Last night, your "Treading Snow to Find Plum" concert was led by the owner of the teahouse. We were also fortunate to enjoy a visual feast for distinguished guests."
"So that's how it is." Jiang Qin said with a smile, "I didn't expect to find a soulmate here."
"Excuse me, what is your name, sister?" Yuan Lin asked.
"My name is Peony." said the girl.
As he was speaking, a young man in gray clothes came over with a clay pot of boiling water with white smoke rising from it.
Shaoyao immediately filled the pot with water to wash and brew tea. Her movements were smooth and flowing like clouds and water. It seemed that she had indeed been immersed in the art of tea for many years.
Fang Yan nodded, it was true that a good teacher produces good students.
"Sister Shaoyao, you said that your teahouse also has a musician. Can you ask her to come out and perform for us?" Yuan Lin said with a smile.
"Of course, no problem." Shaoyao said. She waved her hand, and another little girl in Hanfu came over. Shaoyao said, "Sister Lily, Miss Yuan wants to listen to some music. Why don't you play a song for them?"
The girl looked a little ashamed and said, "Then I'm just showing off my skills. I'm not good at playing, please give me some advice, Miss Jiang and Miss Yuan."
"We're really looking forward to it." Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin applauded and cheered for the girls.
The girl walked to the guzheng in the corner and sat down. After calming herself down, the guzheng sound emerged like a wandering breeze and dripping rain.
"'Asking You When Will You Return?'" Jiang Qin looked at Fang Yan and explained softly.
Fang Yan nodded and listened carefully to the girl's performance.
When Lily finished playing, the three of them applauded enthusiastically.
Lily walked up to Yuan Lin and said with a blushing face: "Miss Yuan, I don't know---I don't know if you can give me some advice on my technique? I always feel that I didn't play the final return part very well-----"
Yuan Lin nodded and said, "There are some flaws. Looking forward to returning is a deep expectation, not a desperate sadness. I will play it once, and you can listen carefully to the differences between us, okay?"
"Thank you, Miss Yuan." Lily said excitedly.
Yuan Lin walked to the guzheng and sat down. She looked at where Fang Yan and Jiang Qin were sitting and quickly found the state of playing. Her fingers plucked the strings with deep feelings, which made people feel lonely and helpless.
As the song reached its climax and the emotions reached their peak, the wooden door of the teahouse was pushed open with a loud clang.
A group of men rushed into the teahouse and occupied the largest table by the right window.
The leader was a man wearing black trousers, a white shirt and a plaid vest. He had square eyes, thick eyebrows, and thin lips. He smiled and said to Lily who came over, "Ask your owner to come out and make me a pot of tea."
"Mr. Du, I'm sorry, our owner is not here. What kind of tea would you like to drink? Can I make it for you?" Lily seemed to be very afraid of this young man, and her smile was ingratiating.
Snapped!
A man in black slapped the table and cursed, "You come to make tea? Who do you think you are? Can our President Du swallow the tea you make? Find your owner to come out, or we will smash your shabby shop-----"
"Xiao Hei, I've told you so many times that you should be polite when talking to girls." The man in the vest stopped the younger brother beside him from showing off. He looked at Lily with a smile and said, "These guys are all rough people. They haven't read many books, so their words are not very pleasant to the ear. Miss Lily, don't bother with them."
"It's okay." Lily said with a smile: "I'll go make a pot of tea for Mr. Du. What kind of tea would you like to drink?"
"Lily, I am sincere to you, so don't try to deceive me. You know I am here to see your owner, so just ask her to come out and make me a pot of tea. I am not a tiger, can I eat her in one bite?"
"Mr. Du, our owner is really not here-----"
Snapped!
Lily was slapped in the face by the man in black named Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei was about to hit him again, but the man in the vest stopped him and said, "Alright, alright. I brought you here for tea to help you become more docile and stop you from getting angry like donkeys. Why are you hitting people while we're still talking? Xiao Hei, apologize to Miss Lily."
Xiao Hei glanced at Lily coldly, but did not mean to apologize.
The man in the vest smiled bitterly and said, "These stubborn people, I really can't do anything with them-----Lily, you should go and ask your owner to come out. I've been here every day this week, and except for the first two days when I was able to meet your owner, your owner has been avoiding me these past few days. Isn't this the right way to treat guests?"
"Mr. Du, it's not that our owner doesn't want to see you, it's that he really isn't in the store-----"
Bang!
The man in the vest kicked Lily in the stomach. Lily screamed in pain and fell backwards, then rolled over and over, knocking over several coffee tables and flower pots.
(PS: What was published on the WeChat public platform today is "Destined to be like fireworks, but eternally brilliant" written by Xing Ye Xie. This is written for Queen Lu Chaoge. Friends who like Queen Lu can pay attention to it. Well, the picture is the little boy Wang Jiujiu from "Genius Doctor". WeChat platform account: liuxiahui28.) (To be continued)