Quick travel: I am bound by the longevity system

Lin Jiu had just hung up on Li Yue when her cell phone rang again.

"Hello! Are you Miss Lin? I am Wang Ming, the manager of Fengxing Entertainment. Our Fengxing Entertainment is..."

"Sorry, I have no plans to enter the entertainment industry at the moment." Lin Jiu hung up the phone directly.

She has no plans to enter the entertainment industry, and naturally has no interest in listening to some people's long speeches.

Moreover, Fengxing Entertainment's reputation is not very good. The company's senior management often asks its artists to accompany customers and pimp them. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a pimp company.

However, most of these things are consensual. Although people in the circle can't stand it, in the end they are just discussing it privately.

"The insects are flying ~ the flowers are drunk..."

"Hey, Teacher Luo, how are you doing lately?"

"Xiaojiu, do you have time recently? Let me introduce you to a few friends?"

"Teacher, please agree first. If you take me on a blind date, I won't go."

"Haha, you little girl. Don't worry, it's not a blind date, it's some of my old friends who want to meet you after seeing your fighting scenes." Professor Luo's laughter came from the phone.

"It's not just a blind date. How about four o'clock today? We're still at the tea house. I'll book a private room first."

While answering the phone, Lin Jiu found the customer service of Pinming Tea House and directly booked a private room.

Pinming Teahouse is a high-end teahouse in the university town of T city. Professors from nearby universities usually like to drink tea here and have some academic exchanges.

"Teacher, I have reserved a private room. It is No. 1 in Lanyuan."

"Okay, let's meet at No. 1, Lanyuan, at four o'clock in the afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jiu stretched his body and looked at the time. It was almost noon.

After eating something simple at noon, Lin Jiu set the alarm clock for half past two, and prepared to take a nap.

At half past two in the afternoon, the alarm clock rang on time. Lin Jiu did not dare to delay and quickly got up and washed up.

Professor Luo was the teacher of the original owner. Lin Jiu was going to meet her elders, so she wore a light-colored knitted skirt with a beige coat and a beige handbag.

Her long hair was tied back with hairpins, with a few strands of hair left on her forehead.

After packing up, Lin Jiu went to the underground garage. Fortunately, she washed the exterior of the car yesterday, otherwise she would have to drive a dusty car out today.

"Welcome, hello, do you have a reservation?" the waiter at the teahouse asked politely.

"No. 1 Lanyuan."

"It turns out to be Ms. Lin." The waiter said with a smile, "Ms. Lin, please."

Lin Jiu went to Lanyuan No. 1 under the guidance of the waiter.

At this time, the waiter in the private room also brought up a small stove, and placed a small purple clay pot on the stove.

"I wonder what tea Ms. Lin would like to drink today?"

"Mengshan Yunwu Tea. In addition, I will serve you all the refreshments here and wait until my guests arrive."

"Yes."

The waiter responded, while Lin Jiu added a piece of charcoal to the stove, and then placed the purple clay pot filled with water on the stove.

About twenty minutes later, Professor Luo and several elderly people about his age walked into Lanyuan under the guidance of waiters.

When Lin Jiu saw Professor Luo and the others coming in, she quickly stood up to greet them.

"teacher."

"Xiaojiu, you've been waiting for a while!"

"No, the students have just arrived."

"Come on, Xiaojiu, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Song from the Chinese Martial Arts Association."

"Junior has met Mr. Song." Lin Jiu listened to Professor Luo's introduction that the old man was from the Wushu Association, and quickly clasped his fists and performed a junior salute.

"I've seen the video of you rescuing people. You're so awesome!" Mr. Song smiled and looked kinder.

"I didn't think too much about it in my desperation. It was a fluke that I was able to save the child."

Mr. Song smiled and said nothing.

"Xiaojiu, this is Mr. Hua. Mr. Hua has been engaged in the research of traditional Chinese culture. Last time, you gave me a picture of ladies from all over the world. When Mr. Hua saw it, he wanted to meet you in person."

Lin Jiu knew clearly that her teacher liked pictures of ladies and loved to draw pictures of ladies. When he celebrated his birthday last time, Lin Jiu gave him a picture of a lady he painted as a birthday gift. It was probably because Mr. Hua saw him at the birthday gift. , and this caught Mr. Hua’s attention.

"I've met Mr. Hua."

"Both civil and military, Lao Luo, your student is going to surpass you." Mr. Hua said with a smile.

"The student is better than the master. This is not what every teacher hopes for. My student is not only good at literature and martial arts, but his tea-making skills are also outstanding." Professor Luo said with pride when talking about Lin Jiu.

"Really? Then we can try it later."

Seeing that several elders were already seated, Lin Jiu sat down next to the small stove. At this time, the water in the pot was already boiling. Lin Jiu took the purple clay pot off the stove and placed another pot of water on the stove. .

After washing his hands, Lin Jiu scalded all the tea sets with boiling water, then scooped three spoonfuls of tea leaves into the purple clay pot beside him.

Pour warm boiling water into the kettle, cover it with a lid and shake it gently for a few times, then pour out the tea brewed in the water. This step is to wake up the tea.

At this time, the water on the stove had already boiled. Lin Jiu wrapped the handle of the kettle with a small white towel and lifted the kettle down. Then he slowly poured the boiling water into the kettle with tea leaves. The aroma of tea suddenly filled the private room. overflow.

Use the lid to remove the foam in the pot, then close the lid, and the tea aroma will be locked in the pot.

After pouring tea into every teacup, Lin Jiu placed the teapot on the tray in the public area.

"Please use it, Mr. Hua." Respecting the guests and elders first, Lin Jiu gave the first cup of tea to Mr. Hua, the oldest, and then to Mr. Song and Professor Xia.

"Yes, as your teacher said, I am good at making good tea."

"The teacher was so complimentary."

"In today's society, there are not many people who understand and like our traditional Chinese culture."

"I am an introverted student and don't like to talk much. If you have any questions, just tell me directly. No need to beat around the bush."

Mr. Song and Mr. Hua didn't care after hearing this. Most people like them who are engaged in art are relatively withdrawn. Lin Jiu is just more introverted, which is better than others.

"Then let's put it bluntly, it's like this. In recent years, our traditional culture has been seriously lost, and the Japanese style has become increasingly obvious. The most serious problem here is especially the ancient costume film and television. This is a proper cultural invasion. Now our generation We can still know and understand our traditional culture, but what if the next generation comes? Will they regard the culture of the little devils as our traditional culture?"

"Mr. Hua, do you want to promote our traditional culture?"

"We have been popularizing Chinese traditional culture over the years, but with little success, but Xiaolin, you gave me hope."