Chapter 75

Doucha, also known as "Douming", "mingzhan". It is a kind of entertainment with rich and leisure culture in ancient times.

After the new tea is made in spring every year, it is an activity in which the tea farmers and tea guests rank the new tea in order of its advantages and disadvantages. The success or failure of a tea match is like that of today's football match, which is widely concerned by the public. From the emperor's senior officials to the common people's village people are keen to participate.

If we want to fight for tea, we must have tea first.

According to the rules of tea fight, it is usually the two sides of the tea fight who bring tea to fight. Tea of good quality naturally takes a big advantage in evaluating the outcome.

However, according to such rules, it is obviously unfair for the Wuren delegation. How could they have just the right tea for tea fighting when they came from Dongyang?

Lu Chaoge and matsushimaki decided to use the same tea and buy tea at Qingfeng teahouse. In this way, no one can take advantage of the tea materials, whether it is the Party of Zhuque or the Party of Wuren investigation group. All parties only rely on tea technique and fire control to win or lose.

Duan Youjun attached great importance to this tea fight, and took the initiative to say to Lu Chaoge, "why not fight for Pu'er tea? I also have half a cake of old tree tea, which was originally reserved to fight against Lingnan tea king. I found one or two good Dahongpao these days, so I donated the half a cake of Pu'er to support our school education in Zhuque middle school. After all, we are neighbors. "

Lu Chaoge likes to drink tea. He doesn't know much about tea, but he also knows that a cake of top-grade Pu'er tea can be sold to the sky. Now Duan Youjun has donated his collection, which is really rare.

"Thank you, Mr. Duan." Lu Chaoge said gratefully. "I'm really upset that you've been bothered by tea fighting in your museum and consumed your collection."

Duan Youjun smiled and said, "I've been drinking tea all my life and fighting with people all my life. Today is the happiest day. Why? Because our tea ceremony and tea skills have successors. "

Duan Youjun lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "besides, I also have a selfish heart. If I use my tea to press down those little Toyo - I'm proud of myself, aren't I? To boast to my tea friends is more than face

"We will do our best." Lu Chaoge said. She told Matsushima Ji that Duan Youjun was willing to donate tea, and Matsushima Ji also bowed to Duan Youjun with a smile.

Duan Youjun waved with a smile and a very embarrassed look.

He's really embarrassed.

I thought that I must win the Dongyang people. As a result, Matsushima Ji sincerely thanked Duan Youjun, a simple and honest man, who could not do such a double-edged thing.

So, refused to accept the apology, thinking about let Zhuque win the tea.

The venue, judges and tea have all been arranged, waiting for the tea fighting personnel of both sides to come on stage.

Matsushima turned around and said to Fujino Sanlang, who was standing behind him, "let Chiba smoke up."

"I'll arrange it." Mr. Fujino promised to run downstairs towards the teahouse.

In front of the teahouse, there is a black Toyota van.

Tano ran to knock on the window, and the door of the van opened.

A lovely doll's head appeared and asked, "Mr. Fujino, is it ready?"

"Ready." Tano smiled. "And the Lavender? You can go upstairs. "

"OK." A female voice in the carriage replied.

Fujino Sanlang reached out his hand, and a small white hand grabbed his arm and carefully drilled out.

The girl is very beautiful. When she laughs, she looks like a young Sakai. Slim body, simple temperament. Wearing kimono embroidered with cherry blossom, clogs and standard Oriental style dress.

Wabatou girl also followed suit to get off, Toyota business car still parked in place did not leave.

They borrowed this car from a Dongyang enterprise to transport tea people this noon.

You know, one of the ways of tea is broad and profound. The preparatory work is even more complicated.

Qianyexun is a descendant of Dongyang tea ceremony family. He has a deep understanding of tea art. Because of her beautiful image and good temperament, she is the man of the day in Wuren senior middle school. It's the flower of Wuren school. It's also the goddess in the eyes of countless boys.

It is precisely because of her existence that Sanlang Fujino deliberately proposed a competition for tea ceremony when he provoked Fangyan. At the beginning, he took care of himself and laid an ambush for his side to win the war.

The autumn of Huacheng is still hot. If Chiba Xun is allowed to walk with them in this kimono, I'm afraid that she will sweat all over before she begins to make tea. For a tea ceremony performer, this is a fatal injury.

Toyota's vans have a large space and won't make people feel narrow and oppressive. The air conditioner is on and the temperature is moderate, which will not make Chiba fumigant feel hot and fidgety. What's more, they have specially prepared aromatherapy oil in the car, which is put in the air supply outlet of the air conditioner. As the air conditioner is filled in the car, Chiba's body is also soaked by this oil. In the pitcher's room, a light sweet mint will flow naturally. It's refreshing and pleasant to smell.That's why the Wuren delegation didn't come downstairs to invite Chiba to the teahouse until the competition officially started.

Experts know if there is one.

Fang Yan can be sure just by looking at qianyexun's dress and the way she speaks and walks - this is a top grade girl. Is this girl too beautiful?

Qianyexun stood in front of the tea table and bowed deeply to the people in the room, then sat down gracefully.

Stone table. Stone chair. Oriental beauty. Complement each other and make people happy.

Fang Yan stood up and said, "please wait a moment."

He ran downstairs to the teahouse and reached for his cell phone to make a phone call. A black Rolls Royce phantom had been standing in front of him, blatantly and smoothly, before the phone could be dialed.

Click!

The front passenger's cab door opened, and a tall, thin old man in a gray robe walked quickly to the back and opened the rear door in a neat way.

"Miss, please." Said the old robe respectfully.

"Thank you, uncle Lin." Familiar sounds came from inside the car.

Then Fang Yan saw a scene that made his eyes explode.

I saw a plain white gown. No, it's a Hanfu. Qin Yitian, dressed in a white Chinese suit, came out of Rolls Royce's back carriage and smiled sweetly at the tall and thin old man, then walked towards Fang Yan.

Hanfu is simple and elegant, with no big red and green flowers. Only the clothes are surrounded by a group of white cranes who step on auspicious clouds. Each crane is lifelike. When walking around, it gives people the illusion of flying for nine days. Under meditation, it seems that they can hear the sound of immortals.

Soft and gentle, but majestic.

Style and style, but also give people a ethereal state.

To be honest, apart from Qin Yitian in front of him, Fang Yan can't think of anyone he knows who can set off the suit so perfectly. Not even the movie stars.

"Miss, I'll wait for you to go back." Tall thin old man and Qin Yitian said a word, nodded and smiled at Fang Yan, and then got into the passenger cab.

Rolls Royce slowly left as if it had never appeared.

However, there are fairies left in the world.

The little sister of the tea house at the door is about to cry.

What day is today? Why do people dress so formally?

I knew that. Should we have put a red carpet on the front of the teahouse?

Woman, why do you trouble us women.

Until Qin Yitian's little hand was put on his arm, Fang Yan had not fully responded.

He looked at Qin Yitian in a daze and asked, "what is this? What is it?"

Qin Yitian smiled and said, "tea fight."

"It's just a cup of tea, you need it -- this dress?" Fang Yan pointed to the Rolls Royce who had just driven away and said, "did you rent that car? How much is a day? It's not worth it to use it for a while, is it? "

"Not just tea, but beauty. Fighting clothes, fighting temperament, fighting spirit field - I want to kill the opponent in all directions. " Qin Yitian thought about it and asked, "which side of Wuren sect is a beauty?"

"Yes." Fang Yan nods.

"That would be good." Qin Yitian said.

"What do you mean?" Fang Yan did not understand. Don't all women like to outcompete their rivals? Why does Qin Yitian feel relieved when he hears that she is a beautiful woman?

"You don't understand." Qin Yitian's mouth showed a happy smile.

If Wu Ren is a man, Qin Yitian is amazing. But everyone thought she was the winner.

If the other side is also a beautiful woman, and is a beautiful woman with good looks. Then, Qin Yitian defeats her again, which can show her temperament and gas field more.

How do you say that? A man's achievements depend on his opponents. Look at a woman's face, too.

Red flowers need green leaves to match. If you can still stand out among a group of red flowers, isn't it more amazing?

Yes, Qin Yitian wants her opponent to be stronger and stronger.

Fang Yan stretches out his arm and supports Qin Yitian to go upstairs slowly. He felt that he was the little eunuch who served the queen.

What is a star fan? What is queen fan?

Fang Yan accompanies Qin Yitian to go upstairs. All the people who meet him stand by and stare at them.

No one is whispering, no one is shouting. They held their breath for fear of disturbing the queen on her tour.

When Qin Yitian appeared at the gate of Qingfengge, it was exactly the same as Fang Yan expected.

It was quiet and everyone kept turning 90 degrees. As if they were enchanted by magicians, they couldn't talk or turn their eyes.

At this moment, even the wind outside the window felt that it was hard to breathe.