Chapter 0158 Tea Ceremony

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Ye Fan said in a low voice: "They are reassuring themselves, the best tea can be brewed only when the heart is immersed in the tea."

"Oh..." Du Yun'er looked at it very seriously with a focused face, forgetting why she came here in the first place.

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

Light a charcoal fire, boil water, make tea...

The difference is that Oda Huihai's expression is more serious, and every process is delicate and exquisite, and it is very quiet, making almost no sound.

Ning Zimo, on the other hand, had a faint smile on his face, as if he was playing a piece of music, enjoying himself.

The two of them put their whole attention on the tea and turned a deaf ear to everything around them.

Watching the two make tea, it seems like they are splashing ink on a lifelike landscape painting, indulge in the landscape, sing the wine, and enjoy life.

"It's amazing... I feel like I can already taste the taste of tea before I drink it..." Du Yuner murmured enviously.

Ye Fan smiled, he also likes to watch Ning Zimo's tea ceremony, it is pleasing to the eye.

"This is the charm of the tea ceremony. When art reaches its highest level, it is all about moving people's souls, not visual stimulation," Ye Fan said.

While talking, Ning Zimo and Oda Huihai both stopped and finished the tea making process.

The two each used trays to deliver five cups of tea to the referees.

Ye Fan took Radu Yun'er's hand, stepped forward and said, "Everyone, would you mind letting us have a taste?"

The judges were all kind old men, so they naturally had no objections.

Ning Zimo smiled, took two more cups of tea, and passed them to Ye Fan and Du Yuner.

Du Yun'er thanked her, took a sip of the fragrant tea, and immediately felt refreshed, and said pleasantly: "This tea is really delicious, I have never drunk tea with such a strong taste, without feeling astringent."

"Little girl, try mine", Oda Huihai also brought his tea at this time, and said in a mouthful of substandard Chinese.

Ye Fan and Du Yun'er also tasted it, and they both thought it tasted very good.

"It doesn't matter who is better, I feel very good," Du Yuner said distressedly.

"Silly girl, I didn't ask you to be the referee," Ye Fan said with a smile.

Several senior tea ceremony judges were exchanging opinions with each other.

After five or six minutes, the judge sitting in the middle said: "This competition, we finally judged that Ziye Tea House won."

When Oda Huihai heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied and said, "Judges, what's the reason?"

The judges said: "The teas brewed by the two are almost equal, but the artistic conception shown by Ms. Ning in the process of making tea attracts people to have more reverie.

This may be because Oda-san was too focused on winning and losing, so he was not able to do his best."

Oda Huihai frowned. He had noticed that when Ning Zimo was making tea, his feeling was different from his.

He took a cup of Ning Zimo's tea, tasted it, and let out a long sigh.

"I lost. Indeed, there is no difference in the taste, but in the artistic conception of the process, I am a little worse," Oda Kekai said.

Ning Zimo also said politely: "Mr. Oda has passed down the Uraku tea ceremony for more than 400 years. There are indeed many things worth admiring. Today's competition has benefited a lot."

Oda Huihai waved his hands, and began to ask in Fusang language: "I want to ask Miss Ning a question, what were you thinking when you were making tea just now, and how can you be so ethereal and natural?"

Ning Zimo didn't understand Fusang dialect, so he had to ask the judges next to him for help. There were two judges from Fusang, and this was also for the sake of fairness.

After listening to the translation, Ning Zimo replied with a smile: "I just recited two sentences silently in my heart, 'Baoding tea is still green when the smoke is idle, and the chess at the window is still cool', imagining that artistic conception, let myself immerse myself At the tea ceremony."

After saying this, the judges who were translating next to him had a hard time. They didn't know how to translate the two ancient Chinese sentences.

Ye Fan sighed, stepped forward and suddenly said in fluent Fusang: "Miss Ning was thinking about two couplets from Xia Guo's "Dream of Red Mansions".

It roughly means that Baoding has stopped making tea, and there is still green water vapor floating in the room, the chess game under the window has been abandoned, and the fingers still feel cool.

These two couplets were written by a young master named Baoyu in that novel. They integrated the visual and tactile experience, and described the leisure and elegance brought about by the tea ceremony and the chess game. "

Everyone present stared blankly at Ye Fan, especially Du Yuner, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

Oda Huihai suddenly realized, and gave a thumbs up, "Young gentleman, you speak the Fusang language really well, and you explain it very clearly, your Xia culture is really extensive and profound!

Many people in Fusang think that only Fusang has the tea ceremony, and the tea ceremony in Xiaguo has no foundation. Today is an eye-opener. "

Ning Zimo looked proud. This is the man she likes. Not only does she admire him in terms of force, but he can also connect with her in his internal cultivation.

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

Ning Zimo changed into her usual home clothes and asked Zhao Zhong to arrange a lunch before coming to Ye Fan and Du Yuner.

"Ye Fan, you are not going to introduce me, who is this beauty?"

Ye Fan thought about it, but he didn't have time to introduce her, so he said: "Her name is Du Yun'er, I met him in the orphanage when I was young, she is my closest sister."

"Oh... I've heard you mention it several times." Ning Zimo stretched out her hand readily, "Hello, my name is Ning Zimo, and I'm the proprietress here."

It was the first time Du Yuner saw such a beautiful and connotative woman, she felt a little inferior, she reached out to shake Ning Zimo's hand.

"Miss Ning...your name sounds really nice..."

As soon as the words fell, Du Yun'er suddenly remembered something, her delicate body trembled slightly, her bright eyes opened wide, "Miss Ning...you...your name..."

"What's wrong with my name?" Ning Zimo was puzzled.

Ye Fan smiled lightly and said, "Yun'er, the Ning'er in front of you is the president of Zizhulin, how about it, does it look the same as the big sister of the gangster you imagined?"

Du Yun'er felt that her legs were already weak, she looked at the man with grievance and resentment, the contrast between this image and identity was too great!

Hearing these words, Ning Zimo almost knew the ins and outs, and after giving the man a blank look, he took the initiative to hold Du Yuner's hand, "Sister Yuner, don't be afraid, although our Zizhulin is an underground gang, but I'm in charge Since then, I have never touched drugs or trafficked people.

The only difference between us and ordinary companies doing business is that our management model is different, and we resolve some disputes by ourselves, not by the police.”