Chapter 51: Invitation to the main post (I)

Zhao Ping found that when he was pushing the mother's car with his hands, he felt that the car was still shaking. It would be great if the springs and tires could be produced.

My mother looked at Zhao Ping and signaled Cuizhu to prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wanted Zhao Ping to write a poem.

Zhao Ping had no choice but to think about this young woman in Huaxin Chinese literature, so he had to ponder for a while and then recite a poem:

"It is like water and mud, and it is constantly changing from the heart. How can it be destroyed by burning fire and chiseling? Build axe and carving to protect your home."

My mother was a little disappointed, and even Zhao Ping felt that the artistic conception of this poem was much worse than that of the poem Drunken Spring Breeze.

But this is an advertising poem.

The original intention is to clearly express the effects and functions of Xian Cement.

Let people accept this new thing as soon as possible.

Zhao Ping explained to his mother.

Tea is an elegant object that has been passed down for thousands of years and has been integrated into the upstream society. It has become a compulsory course for literati to discuss piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Therefore, as long as the poem about tea is not too outrageous, people can accept it through understanding.

Xian Cement must be expressed accurately and can only be accepted by people; the two are completely incomparable.

Hearing Zhao Ping's explanation, my mother felt a little more comfortable.

Alas, there is no way, Zhao Ping is too tired to find such a mother with extremely elegant temperament in the liberal arts girl.

Zhao Ping, a boy in engineering, needs to constantly change roles.

Things in engineering must be translated into liberal arts through poetry.

You must constantly switch roles between liberal arts and science!

This character is indeed painful for Zhao Ping, an engineering man.

Xian Cement was successfully accepted.

Zhao Ping decided to use fairy cement to reinforce the foundation in the walls of Zhaojiazhuang.

Secondly, the meeting hall, elementary school, children and martial arts schools were built.

The roads in Zhaojiazhuang are well-connected, and then various communities are built.

Finally, a castle was built in Anfu Tutao Workshop and protected it.

Of course he is not the happiest person.

The happiest person is Xie Chen.

Now his fairy coke has a fairy cement pouring workshop.

I am no longer afraid of high temperature leakage, and the success of Xian Coke is just around the corner.

But Zhao Ping became anxious.

Now the martial arts school has gradually gotten on the right track.

However, the school lacks a "political commissar" style of a stubborn man.

Come to manage students' lives, educate culture, and transmit the ideas of loyalty, patriotism, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness.

Preaching and answering questions for them, etc.

However, Zhaojiazhuang is a remote countryside far away from the county town in the eyes of literati.

It is still a place full of scent, and even those so-called poems are covered with scent.

In order to ask my uncle to paint landscape paintings for the teacup, he also wrote poems.

Zhao Ping was nervous and brought a pack of fried green flowers, a custom-made Jingdezhen special porcelain tea cup with poems.

"Landing on the short paper is slanted and working on grass, and playing with fine breasts in the sunny windows and tea."

My uncle chanted Lu You's poems while tasting the tea.

Looking at the green tea in Zhao's tea cup, there were no camellias, no magical changes in the wind and clouds, just a few clusters of light green new leaves or yellow and green buds, the soup color was very light, and it could almost reveal the clear green and bright shadows of the human figure.

The soup is so light, does it have the taste of tea?

Just when my uncle was hesitating, my aunt came over.

Zhao Di often came over and said that his uncle had become a regular guest. When he saw his aunt, he hurriedly gave him a gift. This was the little husband's aunt, and he could not miss the etiquette.

She has been insomnia these days and has been listless. She smelled the fragrance of tea and said to Zhao Di: "What's the matter here makes me feel much better."

Zhao Di hurriedly bowed and replied, "Report to my aunt that this is the new tea from Zhaojiazhuang, a kind of green tea, and its name is the Chuanchun Feng."

My aunt felt a little sleepy. Seeing the exquisite tea cup, tea leaves and soup color, she couldn't help asking: "Can you give me one cup of this tea?"

Zhao Di immediately gave his aunt a cup of tea respectfully and then told her how to drink it.

After my aunt took it, she first let the tea cover reveal a gap.

Then, I observed the soup color and took a few sips.

She slowly savored: "It really makes people feel refreshing. When you drink it, you will be bitter and then sweet, and the lips and teeth will leave a fragrance. It seems that the effect is better than brushing your teeth."

"What kind of thing is it that I got so praised by my cousin?" A voice came from outside the living room. It turned out that Luo An, the shopkeeper of Jing'an Restaurant, has arrived.

Zhao Di hurried forward and bowed to Qian Shao.

Luo An immediately returned the gift, but his eyes were staring at the teacup on the desk.

When my aunt saw her cousin coming, she became even happier and said, "It's not a fresh variety of tea sent by your cousin's nephew Zhao Ping, called the Drunken Spring Breeze. After tasting it for my sister a few times, I feel refreshed and refreshed. The taste is bitter and then sweet, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. My brother might as well try it."

Zhao Di hurriedly made another cup of tea for Luo An respectfully.

Luo An took it and took a sip.

First, you can raise your eyebrows, then you can relax your eyebrows.

Then let go and taste slowly, and the more you taste, the happier you will be.

, unknowingly, a cup of tea has been tasted.

Zhao Di then added boiling water to him and asked him to continue to taste it.

Until the three-opening, the tea taste was basically exhausted.

When Luo An saw everyone looking at him, he nodded and commented: "The tea tastes like this tea, which seems to be three-kilogram. The taste is indeed as my cousin said. The lotus comes out of clear water and is naturally decorated. Taibai's poem is also suitable for this tea."

Speaking of this, Luo An suddenly pressed his stomach and sighed in surprise: "Hey, it's strange. After tasting this tea, my stomach felt much better and no longer sour. Cousin, I want as much as this tea leaves, so you should give your cousin a pity."

My aunt looked at her uncle with a little unhappy face, turned to look at Zhao Di and asked, "Nephew, how much drunken spring breeze have you brought this time?"

Zhao Di hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to his aunt, saying, "Report to aunt that this drunk spring breeze has just come out, and there are a total of ten kilograms. In order to honor his uncle, the young man specially asked his nephew to send him ten kilograms and ask his uncle to correct him."

My aunt looked at Zhaojiazhuang, and then looked at her husband and cousin a few more times.

He nodded and said, "What a good nephew, the official, is such a beautiful thing the first to think of his uncle. Let's do this, I thank your little husband's uncle on behalf of your little husband. This drunk spring breeze is good, and it is very good for his uncle and cousin. I will accept this ten pounds with my nephew's little husband's cousin. Go back and tell your little husband and ask him to send another ten pounds."

My uncle turned his head quickly, and he had never heard of his uncle and aunt.

I haven't heard of my cousin yet.

This made them look wherever they looked.

Zhao Di hurriedly agreed and said goodbye.

Seeing Zhao Di’s letter, Zhao Ping was in tears!

Cousin, Zhao Ping first heard of this word.

Well, this is indeed my cousin!

But when I gave it to my uncle, I forgot my cousin and had to agree.

After receiving the drunken spring breeze, my uncle wanted to write and paint Zhao Ping's tea box and tea cup.

After thinking for a long time, I felt that my level was still not good.

So he brought Zhao Di to Yuan Xuezheng.

In fact, the Drunken Spring Breeze has become a tribute tea in the upper class, and even Zhao Ping's cousin Luo An also vaguely knew the news.

My uncle is indeed a nerd and doesn't know about this.

Of course, Luo An knew about Zhao Ping’s relationship with his uncle.

His purpose was to see it.

How magical is this drunk spring breeze called tribute tea.

Because Zuichunfeng was not yet available due to production.

I don’t know if people can accept new tea.

What's more, it's expensive.

Yuan Xuezheng's family.

Yuan Xuezheng agreed to draw and write for Zhao Ping without hesitation.
To be continued...