"Three cups lead to the road, one bucket brings nature?"

After Yang Yi and Gu Caiyu left, the man in white sat in a pavilion and muttered to himself, "Is it necessary to drink so much that I can get the true meaning of the wine?"

He always likes to drink, but he doesn't like to drink too much.

He always felt that drinking is a pleasure. If you want to drink, the time, environment and mood are just right, it is the opportunity to drink.

But today, after hearing Yang Yi's words about drinking, my heart was quite shocked, "Is my drinking method really wrong?"

He thought for a while, picked up a jar of strong wine and poured a full bowl, "I'll try it if I drink it too!"

After drinking a few bowls of strong wine, he was already drunk on the ground.

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At this time, Yang Yi and Gu Caiyu had already reached the end of the road.

An old pine tree stood in front of the two of them. There was a small red wood table under the tree. There was an old Taoist with white eyebrows in front of the table. This Taoist was a strange-looking person with a wrinkle on his face. He was cleaning tea bowls at this time.

When Yang Yi and Gu Caiyu walked to the table, the tea bowl just washed.

The old Taoist trembled and picked up the red mud teapot beside him and smiled at Yang Yi, "My friend is here very quickly."

Yang Yi was drunk at this time and sat across the Taoist with a big look, smiling: "It's better to be earlier than to be later."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "It's good to come. Let's drink a bowl of tea to relieve the alcohol a little."

He picked up the small wooden barrel under the table and said to Yang Yi: "This is the spring water of the Hanbi Spring in Dangyang Mountain. The same liter of water is three points lighter than ordinary well water."

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Good water is suitable for making tea."

The Taoist smiled and said, "No, the spring water is clear and light, and it is best for making tea."

After pouring the spring water from the wooden barrel into the teapot, he held the bottom of the teapot with his left hand and said, "Wait for a moment, and it will be fine for a while."

While speaking, the hot air began to steam from the teapot with his left hand. In a moment, this person used his skills to boil the cold water in the teapot.

Gu Caiyu looked at the old Taoist in surprise and looked at Yang Yi, as if he was comparing the skills of the two.

The old Taoist picked up a pinch of tea leaves from the tea pot on the table and put it in the teapot with his right hand, and still held the bottom of the pot with his left hand. He pinched a piece of tea leaves and put it in the palm of his hand, and asked Yang Yi: "My friend, do you know the origin of this tea?"

The tea leaf in his palm is the size of a fingernail, and it turns out to be golden leaves. At a rough look, it looks like gold.

Yang Yi took a look and recognized what it was. Although this kind of tea is rare among the people, it is also common in the Taishi Mansion. Because the tea is of unique color, Yang Yi had drunk a lot before, and a can of it was stolen by Bai Yan.

Seeing Gu Caiyu looking at him, he looked inquiring, Yang Yi smiled and said, "This is the golden silk dragon scale tea from Huangmei Mountain in Qingzhou. The tea soup is golden and rare. It is known as the four stunning beauty, along with the silver sprout snow top of Yulong Mountain, the black jade crystal of Wushan, and the Jinmei Iron Rock Tea."

These four types of tea produce very little, not a family of famous families, and idle people have never even heard of their names.

After all, Gu Caiyu's vision and insight were still a little bit short. She didn't know anything about Yang Yi's words, and said curiously: "Why are you called the Four Scenery?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Golden silk dragon scale tea, the tea is like golden leaves, the silver bud snow top is as thin as silver hair, while the Wushan black jade crystal is like black crystal, crystal clear and transparent. You have also drunk the last Golden Eye Iron Rock Tea in Chain Yucheng, so I don't need to say anything."

Gu Caiyu smiled and said, "Oh, so that's it. Jinmei Tieyan Tea is green. These four kinds of tea are called the four stunning colors because of their different colors!"

The white-eyed Taoist nodded and said, "My friend is very knowledgeable. The tea in the old Taoist's hand is indeed golden silk dragon scale tea."

Gu Caiyu said curiously: "Let me see, let me see."

She took the tea from the Baimei Taoist's hand and put it in her hand to take a closer look. She saw that the veins of the tea leaf were spread throughout the leaves like thin gold threads, forming scale-shaped patterns on the leaves.

It seems that this is the name of "Golden Silk Dragon Scale Tea".

At this time, the tea had been cooked. The white-browed Taoist poured the tea into the tea bowl, pushed it to the two of them and said, "Please!"

Gu Caiyu looked at the tea bowl and saw that the tea water in the tea bowl was light yellow, just like a ****. The white smoke curled up on the tea bowl, and a tea fragrance came to his nose. After smelling it a few times, his mind was cleared. After drinking just now, the slight dizziness suddenly disappeared.

Gu Caiyu was about to pick up the tea bowl and taste it carefully, but when he saw Yang Yi bringing the tea bowl to his mouth, he kept drinking it all in one gulp.

Gu Caiyu said "Ouch" and thought to himself: "My third brother has drunk too much and has become unable to drink tea! This tea should be tasted slowly. How can I swallow it like a cow and a whale like this? I will be ridiculed by this white-browed old Taoist."

When she was in a daze, she heard Yang Yi say, "Drink quickly, drink quickly, drink this tea tastes the best at this time, and after a while, the taste will be a little less."

Gu Caiyu was skeptical, but since it was Yang Yi's words, even if there was a poison in front of her, she would drink it without hesitation, not to mention that it was just a bowl of tea.

She picked up the tea bowl, took a big sip, and thought to herself, "This tea is so hot, don't burn your mouth!"

Who knew that the tea was steaming, but the entrance was extremely cool, like a cheerful sweet spring flowing straight into the abdomen from the throat. In an instant, it became cold all over the body, and then it became hot again. After five consecutive times of hot and cold, a great feeling of comfort rose in the body. Gu Caiyu's forehead instantly burst into sweat, and he opened his eyes and said, "Oh, good tea!"

The Taoist Baimei nodded and said, "This golden silk dragon scale tea is very cold in nature. You have to drink it while it is hot. If you delay it, the tea will taste a little less. The two friends have extraordinary knowledge, and this bowl of tea has a meaning."

Gu Caiyu secretly complained that she was ashamed. She was also worried that Yang Yi would be ridiculed. It turned out that she was the one who was almost ridiculed.

At this time, Yang Yigang put down the tea bowl. He looked at the Baimei Taoist, shook his head and said, "The tea tastes okay, but it is still four minutes short of heat."

When Taoist Baimei heard this, his long eyebrows shook a few times and asked, "Is there a four-point gap?"

Yang Yi said: "Not bad, four points behind."

The Taoist Baimei laughed in silence, "Two years ago, I had the honor to serve tea and pour water for my Taixu Sect leader. After drinking the tea I cooked, he praised my tea art skills and said that my tea making skills were the best in the world. He was a supreme master and never said that my tea-making skills were not enough."

The Taoist Baimei looked at Yang Yi and laughed and said, "Why did it come to your mouth, my tea art is not good?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "He said you cooked tea well, that's a praising word, don't take it seriously."

He reached out and took the teapot from the Taoist's hand and splashed the remaining tea. "A real golden silk dragon scale tea, after cooking, the cold and cold at the mouth change nine times, and it was the best place to reach the best. Your tea has only changed five times. I said you are four minutes short of heat. Could it be that you are wrong?"

When Yang Yi reached out to take the teapot into the Taoist's hand, the Taoist could see his move clearly, but he could see clearly, and when Yang Yi's palm came out, he could not hide from him no matter what.

With a lightening light in his hand, the teapot had already reached Yang Yi's hand.

At this time, Yang Yi spilled the tea from the teapot and smiled at Gu Caiyu, "Miss, I'll make a pot of tea for you, uncle."
Chapter completed!