God of Cookery Live Room

Chapter 10
The morning sun on the snow-capped mountains is very weak, and there is a light layer of golden light reflected on the snow.

The bronze bell in Izumo Temple made a melodious sound, which means that the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple have finished their morning classes.

The small stove in front of Chen Er was burning brightly.The water in the tea kettle was buzzing.

He took out the tea leaves and put them in the tea cup, then picked up the tea kettle, with his palm slightly tilted, the clear boiling water was slowly poured into the tea cup.

The water flow is like a small stream pouring down. The bud tip of Junshan Silver Needle rushes to the water surface, stands upright in the air, rises and falls three times, and then slowly sinks to the bottom of the cup, shaped like a group of bamboo shoots unearthed, and standing upright like a silver knife.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, except for the occasional sound of wind, there was only the sound of brewing tea.

The whole process was smooth and flowing, Chen Er focused his eyes, and his whole body was surrounded by a shallow golden sunlight, which was indescribably elegant and unrestrained.

He put the tea kettle aside, his wide sleeves brushed over the off-white stone table, and his pine-colored clothes were very conspicuous.

"Making tea is actually a process of enjoyment."

The female fans said that watching Chen Er make tea is really enjoyable.

"Dada Chen was so handsome just now, can you do it again?"

"Sure enough, serious men are the most handsome!"

Chen Er shifted his gaze to the teacup in front of him.

"Junshan Yinzhen is a special kind of yellow tea, which is of great ornamental value."

"After brewing, the tea leaves rise and fall like silver needles in the cup, forming a seamless one. When the lid is opened, a wisp of white mist rises slowly from the cup, like a white crane soaring to the sky. It is really a spectacle in tea."

As he spoke, he opened the tea lid that had just been closed.

A wisp of white smoke rose from the teacup, rushing straight to a height of nearly ten centimeters.

It's like a fairy air lingering around.

He ate a pound and said, "This cup of tea is going to turn into a fairy. Everyone, get out of the way!"

Pork stewed vermicelli: "Hey! Which Taoist friend is here to overcome the catastrophe!"

Riding a snail to run to Xiaokang: "The anchor's movements of making tea are very skillful and beautiful. He must be a master of tea ceremony. My sister took tea ceremony and flower arrangement classes in the island country before. I think her teacher is worse than the anchor. Far."

Sunny: "That's right, our teacher Chen is the best!"

Chen Er picked up the teacup and lightly knocked the tea lid to dissipate the heat.

"The tea ceremony of the island country was also learned from China. In the final analysis, they only got the superficial knowledge but not the essence."

As soon as Chen Er finished speaking, some people lost their composure.

An ID named "Where the Cherry Blossoms Bloom" said, "Anchor, you are too narrow-minded. The tea ceremony of the island country is inherited perfectly. It is nothing like China, which has no inheritance at all."

Chen Er looked at the camera, "Aren't I the heir? Although I'm not perfect, I am indeed the heir. You can't just ignore me just because I'm handsome."

Riding a snail to a well-off life: "..."

He ate a lot: "Handsome? EXM?"

Stewed Pork Vermicelli: "Never seen such a brazen person."

The place where the cherry blossoms are in full bloom: "I think the tea ceremony in the island country is very pleasing to the eye. Can you tell the anchor that your tea making process is strictly in accordance with the requirements?"

Chen Erdao: "Why do we have to strictly follow the requirements? The ancients said, 'tea can cleanse the heart'. As long as it can cleanse the heart, it is good tea. Do you have to frame yourself rigidly?"

After speaking, he took a sip of the tea in his hand.

The steaming hot tea slid down the throat, extending to the stomach with a fresh aroma.

Chen Er slowly exhaled and sighed comfortably, "Good tea."

"The fragrance of bamboo leaves and the mellow air of Junshan Silver Needle fit together perfectly. When the tea just enters the mouth, it immediately fills the mouth. Then it goes straight to the forehead."

"I can't say anything now except for the word Shu Xin."

Pork stewed vermicelli: "The anchor is acting aggressive again, everyone get out of the way."

Riding a snail to a well-off life: "The anchor looks like he just finished making a big sword."

Just as Chen Er was about to speak, he saw an old man in Taoist robe striding towards the pavilion.

So he shut up and concentrated on drinking the tea in his hand.

The old man is very energetic, his beard and hair are all white, his hair is in a bun, and his Taoist robe is also very clean.He looked like a somewhat well-educated man.

As soon as he came within range of the shot, the screen exploded.

Eat a catty: "My big slot! Daoist Qingxu! It really appeared!"

"My anchor is amazing! Taoist Master Qingxu hasn't shown up for several years!"

"I'll go! My dad likes Daoist Qingxu's calligraphy! Can the anchor help me get an autograph!"

Pork stewed vermicelli: "This is Taoist Master Qingxu himself? Much better than the photo Du Niang gave!"

Sunny: "Our Chen Dao is amazing, Daoist Qingxu has really appeared! 'Big eat a catty' you lost!"

Eat a catty: "Kneel to the anchor! Qingxu is notoriously picky, and the anchor actually lured him out with a cup of tea!"

"Eat a catty and give anchor Chen Er 100 polar bears!"

"Eat a catty and give anchor Chen Er 100 polar bears!"

"..."

Chen Er looked calmly at the screen full of gifts and the straight-up number of online users, acting quite calmly.

Taoist Priest Qingxu was a little uneasy.

He had just finished his morning lessons for the little Taoist priests in the Taoist temple, and when he left the yard, he smelled a faint fragrance of tea.

Based on his many years of tea drinking experience, he immediately guessed that the tea aroma was Junshan Silver Needle.

He also collected a lot of Junshan Yinzhen, but the fragrance he smelled today was extraordinarily mellow and fresh, a hundred times better than all the Junshan Yinzhen he had drunk in the past.

With his tea obsessive temper, of course he has to follow the aroma.

But from the time he just walked over to the moment he sat down, the young man only had a polite exchange of eyes with him other than focusing on drinking tea.

Not a word of other words.

"Cough cough." Daoist Qing Xu coughed a little uncomfortably.

Chen Er put down the teacup in his hand and looked at him.

Daoist Qingxu found a beautiful opening sentence, "Little friend, this tea is well brewed. I have tasted tea for many years, and I have never seen a young man with such good craftsmanship as you."

After hearing this, the more than [-] online viewers became even more excited than Chen Er.

"Did I hear you right! Qingxu actually praised the anchor?"

"Oh my God, this is the first time I see Taoist Master Qingxu praising someone! And he's someone I know!"

"The anchor is awesome!"

Chen Er behaved very modestly, "The Taoist priest is too much, it's just a small skill."

Riding a snail to run to a well-off society: "I don't seem to know the words 'small tricks'."

Overwhelmed: "If the host calls this trick, then what is our tea-making technique called? Bacteria trick?"

Pork stewed vermicelli: "I couldn't tell whether the anchor was being modest or pretending..."

Daoist Qingxu smiled, then glanced at the teacup on the table, then at Chen Er.

Chen Er stared at him for two seconds, then seemed to suddenly realize, and started to make a cup of tea for Taoist Qingxu.

"I also invite the Taoist priest to drink tea."

Daoist Qingxu took the teacup, gently opened the tea cover, and saw a burst of white smoke nearly ten centimeters long rising from the teacup.

Immediately, he clicked his tongue in admiration, and then sniffed the tea, and was even more amazed.

"You don't have to drink it, you know it's definitely a good cup of tea!"

Then he gently blew on the hot air in the teacup before drinking the tea.

An extremely fresh aroma immediately filled his mouth.

The tea contains the unique mellowness of Junshan Yinzhen. After the sweetness, there is a mellow and long-lasting refreshing air.

Daoist Qingxu closed his eyes, and let out a slow breath.

It was as if he was already in a vast bamboo forest with "rusting" snow falling, the freshness of bamboo leaves and the mellow aroma of tea came to his face together, lingering between his teeth and cheeks, lingering for a long time.

Overwhelmed: "What's the matter with Daoist Qingxu's expression?"

Stewed Pork Vermicelli: "...This is probably, I am very happy..."

Sunny: "I also want to drink the tea made by Chen Da!!"

Spring Roll: "Me too! It looks delicious! I've never been a tea drinker!"

Riding a snail to a well-off life: "Suddenly hungry..."

Chen Er looked at Taoist Priest Qingxu's expression, but he was not surprised at all.

Only after drinking the tea made by himself did he realize how charming the tea's aroma and taste are.

Daoist Qingxu drank a cup of tea, only to realize that Chen Er was still sitting opposite him, he was a little embarrassed.

But he couldn't help but ask Chen Er how he made such good tea.

Chen Er talked about his production process.

Daoist Qingxu showed an expression of admiration.

"I also used snow water to make tea before. Although the taste is good, it is still far inferior to the tea you brewed today."

He thought for a while, "I didn't expect that the charcoal fire and the water container are so exquisite."

Chen Er smiled and nodded calmly.

Daoist Qingxu glanced at Chen Er suddenly, and then hesitantly said, "Why don't you give me another cup, so that I can enjoy it again?"

There was a bright light in Chen Er's eyes, as if he could see through people.

He made another cup of tea smoothly and passed it to Qingxu.

Qingxu drank very slowly this time, but there was only so much tea in a cup.So he looked at the teacup that had been drunk with regret, and passed the teacup over again, with a look of unfinished business.

Chen Er knowingly reached out to take the teacup in front of Qingxu.

Daoist Qingxu suddenly revealed joy in his eyes.

However, Chen Er turned his eyes and said, "This tea, one cup is for tasting, two cups are for drinking, three cups are for quenching thirst, and if you drink the fourth cup, you will be a cow who only knows how to drink water with its head down."

"How many cups does the Taoist priest want to drink?"

Elder Qing Xudao blushed and could only wave his hands.

A large piece of "2333" floated in the barrage.

"Did Master Qingxu blush just now?"

"Hahahaha, if it were me, I would rather be a big buffalo that only knows how to drink water with its head down!"

"The host actually dared to insult the Taoist leader, hey! How brave!"

Chen Er started to pack the tea set, as if preparing to leave.

Daoist Qingxu couldn't hold back any longer.

"Little friend is leaving now?"

Chen Er concentrated on packing the tea set, and returned without raising his head, "Yes, I'm going down the mountain as soon as possible."

When Daoist Qingxu heard this, he quickly walked back and forth in the pavilion twice, looking like he was thinking hard about countermeasures.

Chen Er grabbed the backpack he had packed, but he hadn't stepped out with one foot.

Daoist Qingxu suddenly stopped him.

"Well... I think this tea, little friend, is very good. I wonder... if you are willing to sell it to me..."

　The knowledge about tea ceremony comes from "The Classic of Tea" and Du Niang.

　　"One cup is for food, and two cups are for drinking..." This passage is taken from "A Dream of Red Mansions".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)