The best county magistrate

The auction is proceeding according to the script set by Yang Xuanchen.

The Qiongjiang Yuye wine was sold at a very high price, an average of 180 taels per catty!

Zhou Miaomiao in the audience grabbed Yu Wei's hand and shook it non-stop, "Sister Yu, this is too exaggerated and too scary. I didn't expect that people in Shangjing City are so rich."

"I should have taken out more to sell."

Yu Wei saw her expression change from surprise to regret. "Scarcity makes things valuable. The auction price is the auction price."

As she spoke, she leaned over to Zhou Miaomiao's ear and whispered something, shocking her again.

"Damn, is it still possible to do business this way?"

She couldn't help but complain.

"As for our husband, whether he is an official or a junior secretary, I think he is still a businessman at heart." Yu Wei said this while looking at Yang Xuanchen.

"Just wait and see. The auction is just a starting point. In a few days, you will start making big money."

Zhou Miaomiao agreed with Yu Wei's point of view very much and clenched her fists tightly.

When the bottles of fine wine were delivered to the buyers, those who won were smiling with joy, while those who didn't were filled with regret.

Just as everyone was immersed in the afterglow of the first round of auctions, the hall of Zijinzhai darkened again.

"Dear guests, let's move on to the second item."

Yang Xuanchen simply said this and stepped aside.

Because the atmosphere had already been pushed to a very high level by the first round of auctions, talking too much at this time would have the opposite effect.

It would be better to let these people enter the next round quickly.

When the lights on the stage came on again, Murong Qingluan sat down, playing the piano, and opened her mouth softly.

"Mr. Lu hides in the green hills, and the green leaves dance in the breeze."

"The sound of the spring is accompanied by the fragrance, and the clouds and mist surround the green peaks."

After finishing the first half of the poem, she stroked the strings of the zither, and the heavenly music rang out again, intoxicating people.

"Legend has it that there is an unreachable mountain above the nine heavens called Kunlun, which is a paradise."

Yang Xuanchen narrated a story in a voice and tone like a broadcaster.

"Mr. Lu Yu is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals on Mount Kunlun. One day he passed by a tea garden shrouded in mist."

"The tea trees in this tea garden are unique, with emerald green leaves that exude a faint fairy-like aura."

"He spent every day with tea trees, observing their growth and studying the picking and frying of tea leaves."

"..."

“The way of tea, like the way of spiritual practice, requires undivided attention to reach the highest level.”

"Mr. Lu wrote the book "The Classic of Tea" based on his experience of studying tea for thousands of years."

Having said that, Yang Xuanchen deliberately did not continue speaking, but instead signaled Murong Qingluan to continue playing.

As the piano music sounded again, the second half of the poem came out of her mouth.

"The green shadows sway in the light dew, and the clear bells echo in the deep valley."

“Drinking tea will enlighten you to the meaning of Zen, and your mind will be calm and you will naturally understand.”

At this time, Yang Xuanchen took up the topic again, "The second lot is called Cuiyun Xianxia. Now, please allow our talented lady Murong to demonstrate her tea art to everyone."

In room number one, A.

Emperor Jianwen exclaimed, "What is tea art?"

"It's just a matter of brewing it with hot water. Can you really do something different with your tea?"

Concubine Shu and Concubine Xian were also confused and they stared at the table on the stage.

There were many utensils on the long table, and teapots and teacups were indispensable.

But there are also some cups, clips and jars of different sizes.

Behind the desk, Murong Qingluan sat with a smile on her face. Her every frown, smile, and gesture perfectly demonstrated the character of a lady from a noble family in front of everyone.

In room number 3, Murong Bo stroked his beard and looked at his granddaughter with a smile, muttering to himself.

"As expected of the descendant of the Murong family, it looks like after this auction, more people will come to propose marriage."

When everyone's eyes were focused on the stage, Murong Qingluan's clear voice was heard.

"Please invite Doctor Zhang from the Jixia Academy and Master Liu from the Hanlin Academy."

They don't like drinking, but they are keen on drinking tea. They have almost all the good tea available on the market in their homes.

But this is an auction, why did they suddenly mention my name?

They were a little confused.

"Let's give them both a warm round of applause. Please come on stage!"

“Watch the tea art and taste the Cuiyun Xianxia!”

After Yang Xuanchen's explanation and the applause of the crowd, the two elders finally understood what they were going to do.

Trust!

That’s right, this kid Yang Xuanchen asked me to be a temporary supporter.

How can you hold an auction like this? This is just driving up prices.

Liu Qingshan and Zhang Zizhou, the two old men who were temporarily invited to the stage, had some doubts in their hearts.

But amid the applause and expectations of the crowd, they still sat opposite Murong Qingluan with a hint of curiosity and excitement.

She stood up and turned to the two elders and said, "Gentlemen, let's get started."

Under Yang Xuanchen's guidance, the atmosphere on the stage has reached a climax.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Murong Qingluan and the tea art performance that was about to begin.

She carefully placed the tea sets on the tea tray one by one; every movement was so graceful and calm.

She first washed the tea set with boiling water, then gently picked up the teapot and showed it to the two elders and the audience.

Let them appreciate the shape and color of Cuiyun Xianxia tea.

Then, Murong Qingluan used a teaspoon to gently put the tea leaves into the teapot. The tea leaves rolled gently in the teapot, emitting a faint fragrance.

Her movements are gentle and precise, and every detail reveals her respect and love for tea.

After the water boiled, Murong Qingluan picked up the kettle and slowly poured the hot water into the teapot. When the hot water met the tea leaves, the unique aroma of Cuiyun Xianxia was instantly released.

She closed the lid of the teapot and let the tea leaves slowly expand in the hot water to fully release their essence.

Every time Murong Qingluan took a step, Yang Xuanchen would explain the relevant procedures from the stage.

It starts with appreciating the tea, then warming the pot, placing the tea leaves, shaking the fragrance, washing the tea leaves and finally serving the tea.

"Oh, this is how you drink tea, Ya!" Someone shouted.

Then someone else shouted: "No wonder tea at home is bland and tasteless, it turns out that drinking tea has such a sophisticated taste!"

At this time, Murong Qingluan poured the tea into the fairness cup and then divided it evenly into three tea cups.

Her movements were smooth and natural, and every step seemed so harmonious.

Liu Qingshan and Zhang Zizhou took the teacups, blew on the tea gently, and then took small sips.

As the tea soup enters your mouth, a fresh aroma immediately spreads out. The taste is mellow yet delicate, with a hint of coolness in the sweetness, which makes people linger in the aftertaste.

After tasting the tea, the two elders showed satisfied smiles on their faces. They looked at each other and then exclaimed in unison.

"This tea is truly worthy of its reputation, with a fragrant aroma and a mellow taste, worthy of being called Cuiyun Xianxia!"

"Miss Murong's tea art is even more amazing. She is worthy of being the granddaughter of old Master Murong!"

The audience in the audience was also infected by the admiration of the two elders and responded with warm applause.

Murong Qingluan smiled slightly, thanked the two elders and the audience, and then left gracefully.

This tea art performance not only allowed everyone present to feel the charm of tea, but also allowed them to appreciate the profoundness of tea culture.

The praises of Liu Qingshan and Zhang Zizhou undoubtedly added a lot of color to this tea art performance.

This makes people more curious and yearning about Cuiyun Xianxia tea.

After Yang Xuanchen invited the two elders back to their original seats, he went on stage.

"Cuiyun Xianxia comes from The Classic of Tea by Lu Yu, the tea fairy."

“Smell the aroma of tea and enjoy a high-end life!”

"I believe everyone knows that the two elders are well-known tea lovers in Shangjing City."

"Both elders praised the tea highly. I wonder if you are interested?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Room 2, Letter A.

Park In Jae showed a playful smile on his face, "This Yang Xuanchen is really a genius!"

"You have perfectly combined tea and beauty. I admire you."

"It seems that this Cuiyun Xianxia is another commodity that can be sold at a sky-high price."

Park Guochang on the side looked at Yang Xuanchen on the stage and nodded continuously.

"As you have just seen, Ms. Murong used many different tea sets when demonstrating tea art."

Yang Xuanchen said this with a meaningful smile.

"Drinking tea, drinking good tea, and savoring life, how can we do without the best utensils?"

"I promise you all here that any VIP who wins the bid for Cuiyun Xianxia will receive a set of tea sets worth fifty taels!"

At this moment, the audience became lively again.

"Master Xiao Yang is so generous!"

"What's the starting price? Tell me quickly! I'm dying of anxiety!"

Looking at the lively scene, Yang Xuanchen smiled and said, "This time, Cuiyun Xianxia is also only 200 kilograms, and the starting price is also 100 taels of silver."