Master descends to earth

Chapter 162

"Minister Noda, the situation is roughly like this..."

Rinko Inoue slowly took out the brocade box, put it in front of Noda, the director of the auction, and said seriously: "This is the condition proposed by Su Yuan. If we can fulfill it, then the future cooperation can continue."

Noda looked serious, nodded, slowly opened the brocade box, his eyes lit up, he quickly picked up the three-legged incense burner carefully, and studied it carefully.

Linzi Inoue's expression remained unchanged, seeing the shocked expression on Noda's face as the chief appraisal expert, she was secretly proud that Longquan's trip this time was definitely worthwhile, and there were unexpected gains.

"Extreme...it is really the best celadon!" After a long time, Noda reluctantly put down the vase, let out a long breath, and exclaimed: "I have never seen such an exquisite plum green. The nine-autumn wind and dew opened across the kiln, and won the emerald color of thousands of peaks., So refreshing!"

Staring at Linzi Inoue, he asked, "Are these really Su Yuan's works?"

Inoue Rinko hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "It should be. Before I came back, I specifically inquired that Su Yuan did have his own kiln in Longquan, and there were many master porcelain makers around him. The leader was an expert named Lao Feng, who claimed to be the most A veteran of experience."

"Also, Su Yuan has a good relationship with several celadon masters in Longquan, and he once won the championship of the casting competition. Mao Zhengcong and Xu Fuxing both appreciate it..."

Noda nodded after listening, and said softly: "As expected, the recent rumors should be correct!"

Inoue was taken aback, and asked curiously, "What rumor?"

Noda said with a smile: "Recently there are rumors in the circle that Yushan Longquantang has acquired a batch of exquisite porcelain, which is exquisite porcelain that has been lost for thousands of years. The news has been spread among top collectors, but everyone who has seen it with their own eyes is full of praise and amazed."

"The most incredible thing is that it is also from Longquan, all from Su Yuan's hand!"

Linzi Inoue was taken aback, and blurted out: "Could it be that Mei Ziqing is not Su Yuan's first batch of works, then..."

Noda waved his hand and said seriously: "Su Yuan is an unfathomable person, and there are several major forces behind him to support him. Originally, we wanted to seek cooperation with swords, but now..."

After finishing speaking, he stood up abruptly and said firmly: "There is no time to waste, act now, everyone works overtime, you are responsible for contacting all sword collectors, especially the major schools, and it will be completed within three days!"

Rinko Inoue quickly stood up, bowed deeply, and turned to prepare.Noda picked up the phone and ordered: "Let the photographer come to the office, call a meeting of the planning department, and everyone will be present..."

"Contact the VIP Hall of the Imperial Hotel, arrange the venue in advance, and prepare according to the highest standards..."

"The business department notified the top celadon collectors, sent invitations to visit the preview, and visited in person..."

A series of instructions were issued, and the entire company was on standby, like a motor running at high speed.Noda picked up Mei Ziqing again, with an obsessed face, he muttered to himself, "Su Yuan... how many surprises do you have waiting for us?"

Looking back at Longquan, Su Yuan didn't take this trivial matter to heart, he finished the first batch of Linglong tea sets and delivered them to Yushan Kojiro, and then took a day off to drink tea with Mao Zhengcong and Xu Fuxing.

"Come on, try this stove of tea and see what's different?"

There was an old iron pot boiling golden nanmu tea. Mao Zhengcong took out two purple sand pots and put them into the same kind of Longjing. How is water different for thousands of years?"

Fill the pot with water, put the lid on it, and said with a smile: "Is it difficult to choose water? The ancients made this matter very complicated. There are several monographs on the study of water. What is even more incredible is that the order of water has been debated for thousands of years from Tang to Qing. No conclusion yet."

"What kind of water is suitable for tea? Most people agree with Lu Yu's point of view: mountains and rivers, rivers, and wells. This is classified by water source, plus rainwater and snowwater from the sky, as well as tap water, distilled water, etc. Which is better?"

Su Yuan smiled slightly and said, "What kind of water is the best? Different people have different opinions, but now that the industry is polluting, the so-called Yangzi River's heart water must not be qualified to be the champion of water anymore, right?"

The three of them burst into laughter, and Xu Fuxing said helplessly: "Tea people attach great importance to water quality, but real water can't be drawn anywhere, so a special service industry, the water transportation industry, came into being."

"Li Rihua, a man of the Ming Dynasty, wrote a contract to transport springs, explaining the transaction of buying and selling suitable tea spring water between the two parties, and using this as evidence. This is an industry that serves tea drinkers."

"This ancient industry no longer exists in the mainland, but there are still people in this industry in Baodao. Most of them are purchased from tea houses. A 5-gallon bucket of spring water is currently priced at 50-70 Taiwan dollars."

"People who transport springs must firstly know how to find springs, and secondly, know how to taste water. Their experience is that springs far away from human habitation, warm in winter and cool in summer, and sweet but not cold are the best."

"Using this kind of spring water to cook tea, the tea taste is good, the tea tastes good, does not bite the tongue, and has no astringent feeling. The same spring is the best in autumn. It is said that the noon water is taken from 11:45 to 12:15 on the Dragon Boat Festival throughout the year. The best, it will last for years, and the selling price is twice as high as usual.”

"In the early years, the most common places in Longquan market town were teahouses and tea drinkers. You can drink tea for breakfast, discuss matters, discuss friendship, talk about business, or do nothing. Teahouses are just a daily habit."

"In fact, the scene in the teahouse can best reflect the connotation of tea. The waiter puts a towel on his shoulder and carries a long-mouthed copper pot, pays rounds and rounds, refills the tea customers in turn, watches all directions, listens to all directions, speaks quickly, legs are quick, and hands are fast. Can take care of everything.”

"As soon as someone greets you, the waiter will come and stand a certain distance away, lift the lid of the teapot with your right hand, and lift the copper pot with your left hand. The long spout first draws a circle in the air, and then rushes down one point, two points, three points, The hot boiling water fills the teapot, and the table does not drip, and the jargon is called Fenghuang three nods, which is a masterpiece."

"Those calm old tea drinkers, when the tea is served, they take a cup and smell it, take a sip lightly, the fragrance stays in their mouths, and their mouths are filled with saliva. , hold it in your mouth, and blend into each other with all your heart..."

Su Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip, stealing half a day's leisure.The green Longjing is soaked in love, and you can't see the reincarnation but you are in the reincarnation.The tea is clear and slightly yellow, with a rich orchid scent in the bitterness. In the aftertaste that lingers three times, it is like a ray of breeze blowing through the forest, with a hint of haze and a faint tranquility.

Mao Zhengcong sighed: "The tea in the south of the Yangtze River is really like a graceful woman, with low eyebrows and smiling, calm face, creamy skin, soft hands like catkins, graceful tenderness, always give people the feeling of wanting to talk about it. Jiangnan during the rainy season, a pot of spring water that can't be drunk, a dream that can never escape..."

(End of this chapter)