Collection of Huaxia: The beginning shocked Qin Shihuang

Chapter 676
Chinese culture takes nature as the core. People are drinking tea in the mountains, surrounded by rain and mist, and new trees and green buds can be seen from time to time, as well as moss-covered rocks in the clouds. White, blue and black are mixed together. This unique aesthetic feeling , so that everyone can feast their eyes.

"It's so beautiful, it's really beautiful, and every frame in the collection is worthy of savoring!"

"It's really beautiful!!"

"It's so beautiful, this cloud and these two people really match!!!"

"Mountains, fog and people really complement each other!"

Foreign audiences were also shocked by this unique Chinese connotation.

"So beautiful!!"

"My barren language can no longer express this beauty!! It's so beautiful! 1"

"It's really beautiful! This is the feeling of Huaxia, this misty feeling is really beautiful!"

In the picture, Lin Yi and Lu Yu are sitting opposite each other and drinking tea.

Lu Yu looked intoxicated, drinking the tea in his cup, as if he had tasted the taste of many different teas.

After drinking the twelve bubbles of Jin Junmei, Lin Yi smiled and said, "What do you think of these twelve bubbles, sir?"

Lu Yu said with a smile: "Each bubble has a different taste, it's really wonderful!"

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Thank you, sir, for your compliment."

Lu Yu put down his teacup, looked at the cloud and said, "The fog is hard to dissipate for a while, let's sit here for a while longer."

Lin Yi nodded and said, "Okay, this junior has a proposal, why don't you try the tea of ​​future generations before the fog clears?"

Lu Yu's eyes lit up. He had seen Lin Yi transform into a tea table out of thin air and bring tea leaves that he had never seen before. He believed what he said for a long time. Even if he didn't believe it, he still felt that Lin Yi was a mysterious person.

"If this is the case, Lu Yu will be lucky in this life, and I will thank Mr. Lin first."

Lin Yi supported Lu Yu's hand, and said: "Grand Lu, I dare not, but the tea of ​​later generations must be seen by later generations, please, Mr. Lu."

Ji Dong stood up from his seat. Lu Yu was a little puzzled, but he relaxed again when he thought about the matter of Ji Yi's creation out of thin air just now.

He also stood up and walked beside Ji Dong.

Lin Yi stepped into the thick fog, and Lu Yu also walked into the thick fog.

Nothing could be seen in the dense fog. Just as Lu Yu took a step forward, he saw the fog in front of him swaying like water waves, and then disappeared in front of his eyes.

What appeared before his eyes was a bustling scene.

The pavilions stand on both sides of the river, with pink cherry blossoms and pear blossoms interspersed in the middle, and the pink and white meet, like a heavenly palace.

The pavilions are carved with carved beams and painted buildings, and they are extremely luxurious. All kinds of pedestrians on the street under the pavilions come and go, there are scholars with a bag hanging, sitting in a teahouse drinking tea, and a woodcutter with a basket on his back is selling firewood by the side of the road. There are women with hairpins washing clothes by the water, monks walking down the bridge, and rich people passing by in chariots.

Lu Yu was dazzled by the various patterns of characters and buildings.

He looked around in surprise, not knowing where to put his eyes.

The audience in front of the TV was also shocked by the sight in front of them.

The Song Dynasty was a dynasty with an extremely developed economy, which is well known to everyone. They knew that the commerce was very developed in this era, and it was a very extravagant dynasty, but they did not expect it to be such an extravagant and prosperous place.

The military power of the Song Dynasty is definitely not comparable to that of the Tang Dynasty, but in terms of economy, the Song Dynasty is even worse.

"Fuck, if I don't say this is the Song Dynasty, I would definitely think this is the Tang Dynasty!"

"The force of the Song Dynasty was too low. Although there is money, it is useless. The country is not very peaceful."

"But it's very beautiful. The cultural economy at this time really makes people feel prosperous."

"It's so beautiful!"

Foreign audiences were also shocked and envious, and there were also some jealous emotions along the way.

"It's so beautiful, it's really beautiful! This is the ancient times of China, what the hell, why do I think it's better than our country?"

"Tch, what is there, our Goryeo building is a hundred times more beautiful than this one, and this building must have come from Goryeo!"

"Funny, if you have the ability to bite your master."

"It's really beautiful!! This is too beautiful!"

The audience in front of the TV sighed. The scene in front of them made them feel in a trance. This kind of prosperity made them yearn even more than modern society.

In the picture, Lin Yi appeared beside Lu Yu, and said with a smile, "Grand Lu, please follow me."

When Lu Yu saw Lin Yi, he felt a sense of relief. He followed Lin Yi and walked through some alleys. In the alleys, everyone saw scenes that they had never seen before.

In the streets and alleys, some children squatting on the ground, hugging their knees, bowed their heads without saying a word, and there were a few ragged beggars lying beside them, and a pair of mother and child were sitting on the ground, When he saw someone, he looked up, and when he saw Lu Yu, he quickly lowered his head.

Lu Yu's excitement just now cooled down a bit. He looked at those children and sighed.

He touched his body, he lived in seclusion with no savings, and he didn't bring anything to eat.

Lu Yu sighed again, then looked away.

The prosperity on the surface is built by the decay inside. This kind of prosperity is not what Lu Yu likes.

Lu Yu followed Lin Yi to the pavilion, where dozens of people gathered to talk.

"Last time it was Qing Dougong who won, I think it must be him again this time!"

"That's right, if the entire Lin'an is based on fighting tea, I think Qing Dougong must be the number one!"

"Who said that, I don't think Old Man Qiyun is bad for tea fighting!"

"Hey, I see what the name of the new one is, oh yes yes yes yes, Mr. Fang may not be bad either!"

"Hey, what you said is wrong, I think Qing Dougong is the best."

"Old man Qiyun, still old man Qiyun."

"Mr. Lin, I think Mr. Lin is the best."

Lu Yu and Lin Yi stood aside, and Lu Yu asked in a low voice, "Mr. Lin, what are they arguing about? What is this place?"

Lin Yi smiled and said, "This is where the tea fight takes place, and they are arguing about the winner of the tea fight."

"Tea fight?"

Lu Yu was puzzled. In the Tang Dynasty, there was no custom of large-scale tea fighting. Generally, three or five friends gathered together to drink tea. The tea fighting was only among tea farmers to compete for the quality of their tea. In the Tang Dynasty, it was called It is called "Ming Zhan".

Lu Yu didn't understand Lin Yi's talk about fighting tea.

Lin Yi said with a smile, "A tea fight is also a tea fight."

Lu Yu suddenly realized, looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and asked, "Are these people all tea farmers? Why do they gather here to fight for tea?"

Villagers usually choose relatively spacious places for tea fighting, and this kind of atmosphere is more common in the countryside than in the city, but this is clearly in the city. Could it be that there are tea farmers who grow tea trees in the city?

Lu Yu had seen Ming Zhan many years ago, and his memory of Ming Zhan was still fresh. He looked at the people in front of him. What they were wearing was definitely not the clothes worn by tea farmers, they should be some literati.

(End of this chapter)