Yuxiang

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables, these are specially prepared for you, I know you little girls don't eat greasy food a lot."

Mr. Zhou pointed to Crystal Shrimp: "Although most restaurants have this dish, but if the whole Dalian is to say that it is well done, it must be my cook here."

Mr. Zhou is enthusiastic, Murong Xianxian is not petty, and she has not been idle all day, smelling the fragrant crystal shrimp, her appetite immediately responds, she is no longer polite, and puts a piece of shrimp into her mouth.After taking a bite, a delicious feeling spread on the taste buds, it was smooth and not greasy, it melted in the mouth, it made Murong Xianxian's eyes brighten, and she secretly thought that this trip today would not be in vain just because of this dish.

What is the most characteristic dish in Dalian?

Seafood, of course, all kinds of seafood, all kinds of ways to eat, although Murong Xianxian's life was not very good when she was a child, but she still ate a lot of seafood... I really can't afford it, so I go to the sea to toss by myself.If you can't afford abalone, you can toss clams.

After a meal, although Murong Xianxian only drank a bowl of porridge, he ate a lot of dishes. Mr. Zhou was very satisfied. Zhou Zheng was called away by the company when he was halfway through the meal, and he had business to deal with. .

After the two had a short rest, Elder Zhou invited her to the tea room again, as if making tea for her himself.

"Old Zhou, how can I let you do this job? I'll do it." Murong Xianxian was not used to an old man making tea for him, so she hurried over to take the teapot.

"Huh! Is this a purple clay teapot?" Murong Xianxian couldn't help but feel moved when she saw the teapot.

"That's right, you also have research on this?" Zhou Lao looked at her with a smile, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"I really like playing with ceramics, so I also dabbled a little bit." Murong Xianxian smiled slightly, and gently picked up the shiny purple clay pot.

One of the benefits of purple sand teapots is that they can 'wrap the aroma and dissipate air'. After a long time of use, they can absorb the aroma of tea and diffuse the oily luster. Some people say that the longer the teapot is used, the more valuable it is. This is the truth.

Turn over the bottom of the pot, and there is a seal on it, which read: Zhu Kexin, three words.

Seeing this style, Murong Xianxian's heart moved. Zhu Guoen once introduced this person. He is a famous purple clay artist in modern times and has made special contributions to the development of modern purple clay teapots.

Zhu Kexin was born in Dingshu Town, Yixing City.The original name was Kaichang, and the scientific name was Kaichang. Later, it was renamed "Kexin", which means "a person with an open mind can be a teacher", and "a glass of water in the mountains can clear the heart of heaven and earth".Yixing Zisha is a famous artist, a master of flower goods, and a master of a generation. At the age of 31, Zhu Kexin was employed as a kiln science and technology worker in Yixing Ceramics Vocational School of Jiangsu Province, where he created purple sand coffee sets. Rui was deeply impressed by it, and it also came from this.

Zhu Kexin's early work "Bamboo Ding" was even collected by the Communist Party. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was exported as a high-quality product; Pot" shines. In 33, he was appointed as a purple sand molding technical instructor to design and create a round pine, bamboo, plum pot, squirrel grape, a section of bamboo, and an antique bamboo handle. He was exhibited in Sri Lanka and other countries and won the first prize in the "Chinese Arts and Crafts Tour Exhibition". It is stored in Nanjing Museum Academy.

The pot in Murong Xianxian's hand is purple in color, soft and lovely.The body of the pot is like a grape bead, with an inlaid cover structure, a round rhyme fit, and a tight seam, which is a bottom.The squirrel grapes on the pot are all hand-molded, neat and straight, and flowed into grape stems. The twists are vigorous and natural, and they are formed by kneading, showing the unique tenacity of vines.A new vine climbed out from one side, two vine leaves, a bunch of grapes, and a small squirrel attached to the branch, and the lower branches were arranged crosswise.A curly grape branch is placed on the lid of the pot as a button, a bunch of grapes, and a squirrel eats grapes under the old branch. There is movement in the stillness, which is appropriate and reasonable, forming a vivid picture.Love and fun, art and pot, pleasing to the eye.

"Mr. Zhou, the body of this set of purple clay teapots has a pattern of squirrel grapes. It is moving in silence, vivid and appropriate. It should be the squirrel grape teapot. Moreover, the eleven pieces of this set are well preserved, which is also commendable. Don't know if it's correct?"

She counted and found that this set of purple sand teapots, including coasters, teacups, and lids, has a total of eleven pieces, and each piece has a mark on the bottom. What is rare is that this purple sand tea set is not damaged at all, and the patina is round and natural. It is a good item.

"Yes, yes, it's not easy! It seems that your teacher is also a great person, and I would like to ask him about porcelain when I have time." Mr. Zhou looked at Murong's slenderness, and Zhu Kexin's It is quite surprising to talk about his life one by one.

"Sorry, my teacher has passed away. If Mr. Zhou is interested in porcelain, I have a few pieces of porcelain at home that are still eye-catching." Murong Xianxian said with a slight smile.

"Oh, then I have time to go and see it. It's a pity!"

Elder Zhou shook his head slightly, Murong Xianxian knew what he meant, it was a pity for Zhu Guoen's early death, so he smiled lightly and didn't answer.

Sighing for a while, Mr. Zhou suddenly patted his forehead, and laughed at himself: "Look at this memory, when people are old, some things are forgotten after they are put down."

He took out a small pot of tea leaves and shook them towards Murong Xianxian, as if offering a treasure: "Miss Murong, these tea leaves are very rare, and I managed to rob them from a few old guys. I'm reluctant to take it out. However, whether you can drink it depends on your ability."

"Oh, that's something to see."

Murong stretched out her hand to take the tea pot.

"This is... the real Dahongpao?!"

After seeing the tea leaves inside clearly and taking a deep breath of the tea fragrance, Murong Xianxian was really surprised.

'Dahongpao', a famous cong tea tree, grows on the high rock cliffs of Jiulongke in Wuyi Mountain. The stone carvings of 'Dahongpao' made by the monk of Tianxin Temple in 1927 are still preserved on the rock wall. The top is infiltrated and dripped by fine springs all the year round.This special natural environment has created the unique quality of Dahongpao. There are currently 6 Dahongpao tea trees, all of which are bush tea bushes, with thicker leaves and slightly red buds. When the sun shines on the tea trees and rocks, the rock light reflects , The bright red is very conspicuous.

The Dahongpao currently circulating in the market are not from those 6 original plants, but are grafted.The tea leaves that the six old plants can get a year are only a few catties, and they have already been divided up by the big bosses in the central government. Ordinary people can't see them, let alone taste them.But this Elder Zhou was able to snatch food from a tiger's mouth, which shows that he is not an ordinary person, this speculation quite surprised Murong Xianxian.

She scooped up a spoonful of tea leaves and poured them into the teapot, then lifted the kettle and slowly poured the boiling water in. As the boiling water overflowed, the tea fragrance that slowly began to emanate was quite enjoyable, "Good tea!"

Murong Xianxian focused on pouring water into the teapot, then covered it with the lid, shook it gently twice, then quickly poured out the water in the pot, and after finishing the tea washing process, poured water into the pot again .

Put the tea lid on, and after a while, Mr. Zhou picked up the small pot, tilted his wrist slightly, filled the two small purple sand cups, and made a gesture of invitation to Murong Xianxian with a smile.

"Hehe, please, too." Elder Zhou smiled slightly and picked up his teacup.

Murong Xianxian smiled and nodded, stretched out two fingers, picked up a cup, looked at the dark tea soup, then put it up to her nose and smelled it, after being smelled by the faint tea fragrance, she couldn't bear it anymore Take a sip and inhale the tea, feel the hot tea soup sliding in your mouth, the fragrance is mellow, sweet with bitterness, after slowly swallowing down your throat, there is still a sweet and fragrant taste lingering between your lips, making Murong Slim sighed contentedly.

The tea tree in Wenxiangfang is taken from the body of Dahongpao, but its growth environment is completely different from that of Wuyi Mountain, and the taste will naturally change. After special cultivation, it has nothing to do with Dahongpao.

"Good tea!" Murong Xianxian exhaled lightly. Although the aura in it is not so strong, it is a hundred times stronger than ordinary tea, and the taste is sudden and has a different kind of ethereal.

A pot of tea is actually not much, after four or five times of repeated brewing, it is almost the same, and more than an hour has passed before you know it.

"Hehe, Murong, it's boring to ask you to drink tea with an old man like me?" Elder Zhou laughed.

"Where, if I can drink this kind of tea every day, then I will come here every day." Murong Xianxian also smiled.

"Uh... then there's no need. I'm not afraid of my son going bankrupt, and I don't have room to dump so much tea."

Both the old and the young laughed.

The laughter stopped, Elder Zhou looked up at Murong Xianxian and said with a smile: "I have become a doctor after a long illness, and I have done a lot of acupuncture, even Zhu Heting, who is the number one acupuncture practitioner in China, has done acupuncture for me many times. What the hell? Pulse acupuncture point acupuncture, weed weed hunting snake acupuncture, five-element acupuncture, but the effect is not as good as yours, so I am curious, what is the name of your acupuncture method, can it be inherited?"

Murong Xianxian smiled, she had been prepared for this, so she immediately picked up her cup and drank the last cup of tea slowly.Just as he was about to speak, Elder Zhou smiled and waved his hands again and said, "If it's hard to say, then don't say it, I know there are many taboos about this."

"It doesn't matter."

Murong Xianxian shook her head lightly: "The acupuncture method I use is called sailing against the current acupuncture method, but people in my lineage have never practiced medicine, so I don't know much about it. And..."

She looked at Mr. Zhou and said seriously: "Mr. Zhou, I am not qualified to practice medicine. If you want me to help you continue the treatment, there is a certain risk."

Introduction to "Days Wandering in Another World" (Complete Version):

Lin Yuqing, a young biologist, was accidentally sucked into a strange space by a whirlpool when she was conducting a marine biology investigation with a scientific research vessel.This is a world of magic and vindictiveness. As soon as Lin Yuqing entered this inexplicable space, she encountered a contest between beasts and beasts. If a great space magician did not happen to pass by, poor Qing'er would have become a hero in another world. Ghost, but what should I do next?Who will teach poor Qinger how to return to Earth...

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