In the Han Mansion Flower Hall.
Han Tuozhou picked up the tea bowl and asked, "Does Brother Jiang understand tea?"
"Mr. Han, I understand a little, but I have only seen the method of tea and have never been exposed to it."
"What kind of tea does Jiang Ge'er think are better?"
Although Han Jiang didn't dare to say that he understood tea in his previous life, he was also a tea friend who liked to drink tea, but how should he answer at this time?
After a brief thought, Han Jiang said:
"I have read a little about Lu Yu's book on tea. I think tea has its own advantages and is good..."
Han Tuozhou asked: "What tea do you like?"
"The younger generation likes green tea. In terms of green tea, Baiyun tea in Baiyun Peak in Hangzhou and Baoyun Mountain, if tea cakes are not made, pick them in the morning before the rain, and take one flag and one shot, it is a treasure."
Han Tuozhou nodded: "I have tasted Baoyun as a tribute before."
After saying that, Han Tuozhou waved his hand gently and the people in the flower hall retreated one after another.
What Han Jiang didn't know was that Han Tuozhou didn't ask Han Jiang's preferences casually. In this era, tea transportation capacity was limited. People from different places liked different teas, and only top nobles could taste famous teas from all over the world.
After Han Jiang sat down, Han Tuozhou asked, "Brother Jiang, have you ever read a book?"
Before Han Jiang traveled, he finished his undergraduate degree in management and master's degree in economics at a prestigious university. But at this time these books did not seem to be considered a study. Han Jiang replied: "I have read some superficial miscellaneous books, but I haven't read them yet."
The regular study is the Four Books and Five Classics, at least Han Jiang believes that.
After hearing this, Han Tuozhou got up and chose on the shelf, put a small bamboo tube on the table: "Try it."
Han Jiang took it with both hands, opened the bamboo tube and saw that it was loose tea, not cake.
Since Han Tuozhou asked him to try it, he would try it yourself. Han Jiang had seen the Song-style tea drinking method, but he didn't know how to grind the vegetables into powder and then brew it seems to have extremely high requirements for the temperature of the water.
It's better to use the stupidest method myself.
Boil water in a small stove, cool the boiling water for a while, and then choose a small tea pot. This thing is used to boil water at this time. There are several types on this table. Han Jiang chose a rattan handle with a single mouth, which looks very similar to the ones that were packed with a large pot of tea in a hotel in later generations, but this one is very small and exquisite.
Han Jiang put the tea directly in and soaked it in this pot.
Then I chose two small cups, and after burning them, I poured one for Han Tuozhou and one for myself.
Han Tuozhou looked strange and was very confused.
Is this tea?
Can tea be drunk like this?
Although he was confused, when Han Jiang held the cup over with both hands, Han Tuozhou picked up the cup and put it on his lips and sipped it. It seemed to be pretty good.
Tea is like a human being.
Han Tuozhou thought so, so he asked Han Jiang to come and drink tea. A young man who can calm down and grind ink will definitely be able to calm down and taste tea.
Han Tuozhou was observing that Han Jiang was very calm and was very steady and focused when making tea. Although the way to drink it is so simple, this tea also has a unique taste.
Han Tuozhou asked: "How about this tea? Do you like it? Do you know what tea it is?"
After Han Jiang carefully savored it: "I am not good at tea, and I guess it should be... from the Badong area, Yulu."
amazing.
Han Tuozhou took out another piece of tea for Han Jiang.
Han Jiang could understand this piece at first glance and smelled it again: "This is Pu'er in Dianchi Lake, no, it's called Bu Ri."
"Come again." Han Jiang took out another can of tea.
Another box of loose tea was Han Jiang carefully studied it for a long time because he liked the green tea from Fujian, the green tea from Hangzhou, and the black tea from Yunnan in his previous life. He didn’t drink much of other teas, so he naturally had less research.
Han Tuozhou smiled and said, "I'm going to say boldly, it's not a palace examination."
"Lu'an's tea."
Han Jiang believed that this was the clouds and mist in Lu'an, but he didn't know what it was called in this era.
Han Tuozhou smiled and sat down: "Brother Jiang is sitting, I also like tea."
You can taste the origin with just a sip of tea. Isn’t it called not understanding tea?
Han Jiang is definitely not the kind of person who travels all over the world. He must be a noble young man from a famous family. Ordinary people cannot afford tea from Badong in Lin'an Prefecture because the shipping fee is too expensive.
At this time, Han Tuozhou was already sure that the name Han Jiang did not exist, but the person in front of him who called himself Han Jiang was talented and clever. He had read books and read a lot. It seemed that it was necessary to check who Han Jiang was.
A young man with fine white skin and no calluses on his hands.
There will not be many such people in Lin'an City.
It's not difficult to check.
Han Tuozhou became more and more curious about who Han Jiang was. He was going to send additional staff to investigate further.
Han Tuozhou said, "Today, I asked Brother Jiang to come here. First, it was the tea in this flower hall. If you like it, you can take it yourself. There are some books in the study, you can take it yourself. Second, you regard this place as your own home. If you have any instructions, stay with peace of mind."
"Yes. Thank you Mr. Han."
Han Tuozhou was about to ask something again, but Han An came to report: "Master, the top scholar Chen Tongfu of the undergraduate degree came to pay his respects to the mansion."
"not see."
When Han An was about to leave, Han Jiang, who was sitting there, couldn't help but move. Han Jiang wanted to speak, but soon realized that it was wrong to interrupt, so he didn't speak.
Han Tuozhou waved his hand and Han An immediately stopped. Han Tuozhou asked, "Does Brother Jiang recognize this person?"
"I don't know you if you go back to Mr. Han."
"I think you want to persuade me to see him. You just wanted to say something but stopped. Just say something."
Han Jiang stood up and said, "Mr. Han, I am rude. I have nothing to say. I just misunderstood."
Han Tuozhou's face changed slightly: "I regard you as my nephew, but you are so cautious, where is the sincerity?"
Han Jiang secretly regretted that he shouldn't have had such a little impulse just now. He already knew that it was the fourth year of Shaoxi, so the top scholar in this year was also called Chen Tongfu. Han Jiang once read this name in another book. He read Chen Tongfu in Biography of Xin Qiji of the Southern Song Dynasty, and there were only two sentences at that time.
Han Jiang remembered that he died of illness only one year after winning the top scorer, but he was the founder of the Yongkang School. Later, after Han Jiang investigated the Yongkang School, he liked this school very much because this school was in a tit-for-tat way with Zhu Pahui's Neo-Confucianism.
At this moment, Han Jiang is really hard to get rid of.
Han Tuozhou was not in a hurry, and slowly picked up the tea bowl and waited for Han Jiang to speak.
Han Jiang bowed again: "Duke Han, I am an outsider. It is already a mistake to interrupt, I am a mistake."
"No." Han Tuozhou shook his head: "Now I want to hear you say, what did you want to say just now?"
"I……"
"speak."
"I want to ask South Korea to open the middle goal to welcome the top scorer."
"reason?"
Chapter completed!