Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

"Huh? Could it be that I went to the wrong room?" Wan Qingyi, who had just returned to the factory, looked at the living room that had been remodeled and looked puzzled, then took two steps back, and looked at the door uncertainly .

"Sister Qingyi, you're back!" Sima Qingcuo jumped out of his seat happily when he saw the school girl coming back.

"What is this?" The little girl took the plastic bag from Wan Qingyi's hand and opened it curiously.

"This is a special product brought back from Shencheng for you. After staying there for more than a month, you can't come back empty-handed!" the school girl said with a smile.

"Wow, Dragon Beard Cake, Yunpian Cake, Yaozhu Cake, Shajing Oyster; thank you, Sister Qingyi!" Seeing Yunpian Cake, the little girl's smiling eyes narrowed. She ate it and she loved it.

Seeing the various names reported by the little girl, Da Ma Jin Dao, who was sitting at the same place, sneered, "Why didn't I know that there are special products in Shencheng? But I'm more curious...Miss Wan, where are you from?" I bought these souvenirs with the money, could it be that I quietly raised my salary, but started to hide my small coffers?"

Wan Qingyi, who signed a huge amount of tuition fees, was furious: "Yang Zhu, you are innocent! In short, I will pay the full salary every month!"

She was embarrassed to tell this guy that her mother knew that she was going on a business trip, and she was going to that place in Shencheng, so she "forced" 2000 yuan into her.

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"By the way, Yang Zhu, why haven't I seen you for more than a month? Why did you change this into a tea room?" The school girl looked at a rather large tree stump tea table where the tea table used to be, and the sofa was moved. On the other side of the corner, there were three wicker chairs instead of the original seats, and there was a huge water urn next to the main seat, and he asked curiously.

"You don't need to ask, of course, the old man intends to understand life and start to touch the Tao with tea!" Yang Zhu looked like a magic stick at the moment.

The school girl disdainfully rolled her eyes, but with your virtue, how can you still comprehend life?How to understand how to dig a hole to sell people is not the same.

When it comes to tea, the little girl is eager to try: "Sister Qingyi, drinking tea is very interesting. I'm learning how to make tea recently. May I make you a cup?"

Basically, all young women are not interested in tea, but seeing her sister Qingcuo's expression of offering treasures, Wan Qingyi hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Hearing that her sister Qingyi agreed, the little girl ran to the main seat with a happy face, and pulled up the reluctant Yang Zhu with all her strength, then cleared her throat twice, and solemnly said The tweezers picked up a dozen olive nuclei from the clay pot and put them into the clay oven. I lit a pine root with a match and threw it in. Then I used a small bamboo spoon to scoop up a few spoonfuls of water from the water urn next to it and poured it into the coarse pottery. Pot, paused on the clay stove.

"Huh? Sister Qingcuo, you guys are very particular!" Wan Qingyi glanced at the handsome little girl in surprise. She also watched her father and brother make tea at home, although she also used a clay stove , but did not use olive carbon as fuel, let alone prepare a water jar.

Yang Zhu curled his lips. Ever since this girl became interested in Gongfu tea, she always ran to Chen Suhua's side, and that boss Chen didn't know if he mistakenly thought that he was a VIP customer worth finding, so he was so patient. I taught this girl a series of tea knowledge, and now half of the messy things in my "tea room" are added by this girl.

"Oh, that's too bad, sister Qingyi, I forgot to prepare a cup for you. If you don't mind, can you use mine?" The little girl who had just finished washing tea suddenly remembered this, with a face full of shame .

"Huh?? Aren't there several cups on this table, just wash one at will." The school girl was baffled.

"This... can't be done. These are rough pottery hand-held cups for special tea. They can't be used together, and the taste will be mixed." The little girl had a bitter face, and she knew that she should have bought a few porcelain cups in the first place.

"Special tea only?"

It was only then that Wan Qingyi noticed that the two small rows of cups on the table were only covered with a layer of glaze on the outside, but the inside showed its rough nature.

Seeing these cups that seemed to be hand-made with faint words on them, the school girl curiously picked up one and put it in front of her eyes.

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"Huh... Touching the dust?" Wan Qingyi finally recognized the two seal characters after some difficult identification.

"Um, this is my cup. It's specially used for drinking cooked tea. How about it? It looks good." The little girl explained as if offering a treasure.

"Hmm... the shape is quite interesting, but what does this [Touching Dust] mean?" Xiao Hua was more interested in the name on it.

"Eh... this name was chosen by Yang Zhu, and it is said that it was inspired by the six touches of Buddhism." In fact, the little girl didn't know what it meant, but she just thought it was quite interesting.

Six touches of Buddhism?

Wan Qingyi remembers that the six contacts refer to eye contact, ear contact, nose contact, tongue contact, body contact, and mind contact;

And the name [Touching Dust]...

Quite a bit of the meaning of "living in the position of an ordinary person, falling into the world due to greed".

But looking at Yang Zhu next to him, who looked like an old god, the school girl who was a little high-spirited recently didn't want to be hit by someone, so she held back her curiosity and didn't open her mouth to ask.

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"Then what about this... Honghuo?" Wan Qingyi, who was excited, picked up the cup next to him.

"Uh, this is also a cup specially used for drinking cooked tea. It was originally made by Yang Zhu, but he doesn't like drinking cooked tea, so I just gave this cup to me." The little girl couldn't understand Yang Zhu, obviously cooked tea is very It's delicious, why is this guy so disgusted?

"Oh..." Xiaohua nodded in understanding.

This name is relatively easy to understand, but he despises Yang Zhu a bit. This guy is obviously a steel straight man who is born alone, but he chose such a soft red name for this cup. Pooh!

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"Let me take a look at this again...knowing the bitterness?" Wan Qingyi, whose Wen Qing feelings were hooked out, picked up the third cup. This cup is quite different, and it is the only two that have a layer of turquoise on the outside. Glazed mug.

"Oh, this is specially used by Yang Zhu to drink banpen. It's so bitter, I don't know why he likes to drink it so much; let me tell you, the glaze on the outside is not simple, it is called Huaning glaze, and it is precious and tight. ; If Boss Chen hadn’t said good things to us back then, we would have paid an extra 100 yuan, and the boss who specializes in making handmade cups would not have given it out.” The little girl also likes this glaze color very much, it’s so pretty.

"Oh, there's nothing unusual about this name. You should have put this Hua Ning glaze on that dusty cup because of such a good glaze." The school girl expressed serious dissatisfaction, thinking that it was a waste of money.

"Miss Wan, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Among all the cups, only this name is truly suitable for Huaning glaze." Yang Zhu was not happy, and opened his mouth to refute.

"Oh? Does this name have any special meaning?" Wan Qingyi looked at Yang Zhu with a half-smile. Of course, this guy is not a fool. Since such a precious glaze is used on this cup, the name must be has a unique meaning.

"Hmph, guess for yourself!" Yang Zhu snorted arrogantly, and ignored this guy.

He would not tell Wan Qingyi that this was after he went to Fengtian, because some behaviors of the mayor and Secretary Lei had touched him greatly, so he felt it when he was making the cup. , took this name, and also used Huaning glaze on it.

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"Hehe, Yang Zhu, I can't tell, you're still pretending... Xu Jing?" The school girl saw Yang Zhu pretending to be a ghost, and picked up another Huaning glazed cup with a mocking look.

"Uh, Sister Qingyi, this cup is specially used by Yang Zhu to drink Manzhuan. The tea tastes very pure. I think it's a good name. After drinking Manzhuan, it will really make you feel refreshed." The little girl felt that there was nothing wrong with the name.

Wan Qingyi glanced at Yang Zhu who was staring blankly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this simple and silly sister, do you think this guy will name the cups according to the characteristics of tea?These cups are clearly used to wake up!

In fact, Xiaohua’s guess was right. This cup was indeed named after Yang Zhu was forced to get involved in a series of things during this period. Keep yourself in the mood.

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After reading the remaining four cups one by one, Wan Qingyi's eyes fell on the purple sand pot standing quietly at the corner of the tea tray.

"Huh? This purple clay teapot is well made. Well, the handmade Xishi teapot has perfect proportions, a good hand feel, and good airtightness. It must be good at breaking water." Xiaohua picked up the Xishi teapot skillfully. Pad the inside, and then twist the lid of the pot.

She has several purple clay pots at home, and she is no stranger to this thing.

"Huh? There is also a word on this pot... Shouzhuo?" Wan Qingyi looked at the seal carved in Kangxi dictionary script under the pot, and was a little curious. It stands to reason that the maker's name should be engraved here, not this kind of one. You can see that it is the text of the name of the pot.

"This was strongly requested by Yang Zhu, and the boss who helped us make the pot even quarreled with him for a long time." The little girl explained that Yang Zhu even paid 50 oceans for this matter, and she felt that she was at a loss.

"Hey, student Yang Zhu, it's rare to see you so self-effacing, and you actually want to remind yourself to hide your clumsiness. Could it be that you've been stimulated?" School girl fussed.

Yang Zhu rolled his eyes: "Your high school Chinese was taught by the physical education teacher? That's how you understand the word shouzhuo!"

Wan Qingyi didn't feel angry when he was reprimanded. Instead, he poked his chin and thought carefully: "Well, I'm superficial. The word [clumsy] in this word should be understood as simple and unsophisticated; extended to understand, It should be in a state similar to [Unstained];”

"Could it be... What happened to you recently that touched you?" The school girl looked at him strangely.

Yang Zhu was a little surprised at this guy's Chinese foundation and intuition;

In an instant, "If you don't forget your original intention, you will always be there." This sentence came to his mind again...

"Kang lang lang~"

"oops!"

The little girl's scream woke Yang Zhu up,

But he saw that this guy was pinching his ears, looking at the gaiwan with a mournful face that had been broken into several pieces.

Yang Zhu looked at her with black eyes: "It is said that the water should not be more than 8% full, otherwise it will be easily scalded by boiling water, and you are a novice, just fill it with [-]% to [-]% full. "

The little girl said bitterly: "I've been practicing for a long time, so I think it's okay."

Yang Zhu squinted at her: "In just one week, three tureen bowls were broken. Is this the result of your practice? Is this what you said you thought it was all right?"

The little girl stuck out her tongue guiltily, then pointed to the clumsy pot carefully: "Yang Zhu, can I use this pot to make tea?"

Seeing Yang Zhu stare, the little girl immediately raised two fingers towards the sky: "I swear, if you use a pot to make tea, you will never get burned again!"

Yang Zhu leaned out and gave her a hard blow: "Don't even think about it, I spent a whole three hundred dollars to make this pot. Without my permission, you are not allowed to touch it!"

The little girl covered her head and said aggrievedly: "Then what should I do now, there is no bowl at home, how can I make tea for Sister Qingyi?"

Yang Zhu snorted: "This guy doesn't know how to drink tea, so how about it, just take that thing and make her some jasmine flowers casually."

Following Yang Zhu's finger, Xiaohua saw the enamel jar bigger than her face;

Looking at the five characters of "serve the people" glowing red above, a row of black lines appeared on Wan Qingyi's forehead...