This is a set of people who make tea for people and make tea for people. I stopped writing five or six years ago, and I haven't finished it yet. Store it here.
This "Twenty-four Teas" is also caused by Professor Zeng's thinking. It's been almost a year. Every time there is good tea, I miss it. The first kind of tea is called "Professor Zeng Tea".
The year before last, during the Spring Festival, I went to Thailand for a holiday via Shenzhen, and held a tea party in Professor Zeng's office. It's the wild tea of Fenghuang Mountain, which is fragrant, resistant to foam and kills the mouth. When he left, he asked me if I had brought tea. I said there is Tieguanyin. He smiled and listened to Five Peaks Maojian, which was of good quality. Later, I went to Chiang Mai and made a cup of China green tea in the ancient city with fragrant coffee. It is very fresh.
In retrospect, the earliest Professor Zeng's tea was drunk in Shaoguan. 1996 After the Spring Festival, Mr. Wu went to Beijing from Shaoguan with him, and I suddenly said, "I'll take you to Shaoguan!" Because Professor Zeng came to Ganzhou not long ago, we met and hit it off. At that time, Professor Zeng was not a professor, but a teacher of Shaoguan University and a visiting scholar of Beijing Normal University. That day, he came downstairs from the tenth floor to wait for us, and then came up breathlessly. When he arrived at Zengfu, it was a trip to Tieguanyin. At that time, tea sets were not very particular. But to drink happily and smoothly. When I came home, he gave me a big bag of "Phoenix single fir". From then on, every time we meet, there is always a tea ceremony. In this story, martial arts wrote on the couplet presented to Professor Zeng: "Yu and my husband traveled to Beijing for one year and met. After a few years, the past is very close. Between contacts, add the person on the left. Climb to the sea, drink tea and meditate, talk about poetry and talk about papers. " Lian Yue said, "Rong Zi is lucky, and the volunteers will make peace." Martial arts is written in the hardcopy of Baishan people.
In the summer of 2003, I stayed in the Qinglian Ancient Temple in Lianhuashan, Ningdu for a few days. The ancient temple at that time was really an ancient temple. At night, I sat by the release pond and watched the bright moon move from the dark hill behind Gan Lushu. I have heard 108 the dusk drum, and the monks have rested. There is good water on Lianhua Mountain, which is seeped by Gan Lushu. He specially bought a pot and several tea sets in the county seat. Those nights, I didn't disappoint Dew and Kazuki Watanabe musician Furong. Later, I went to ancient qinglian temple several times and never found the tea fragrance that night.
After Professor Zeng was transferred to Shenzhen, his conditions have greatly improved. A sign of improvement is that there are more good teas, especially some inexplicable good teas, which always have some origins. The year before last, he took a can of old tea. The soup was dark red and brewed with flat purple sand, adding a depth. He said it was white sand tea for more than 50 years. A tea factory in Hainan accidentally discovered that it was accidentally alcoholized without careful storage. Up to now, I have no breath at all, only about 100 kilograms. Then the official thanked him and gave him a can. "If you want it, he will give it again." The professor is too confident. Knowledge is power, and the power of some knowledge can make officials give away their treasured tea. It is wrong to say that officials can only "laugh".
Professor Zeng's tea came clearly and went generously. He often laughs at me. He doesn't drink tea and doesn't have any good tea, but he likes to write tea. As usual, I smiled and said nothing. Drinking his tea is a compliment as usual. After the praise, he said, "Take it if you like!" So, actually, I often drink some good tea. Praise is a kind of oral labor with high input-output ratio, as Zuo Minshan once said.
Every time I go to Shenzhen, I am often settled in the school dormitory by him. In the evening, I always stay in his office and tea room for a while, flip through his books and visit tea several times. His teahouse is always at weddings and has taught me a lot. Professor Zeng's study of folk customs should be integrated into all walks of life. He came back from Xisha that year, left the airport in the middle of the night and got off the expressway. He waited by the side of the road, and then went to the place where some friends baked oysters with Wuliangye, which was the season of oyster fat. But before the oyster was ripe, someone took him away, saying that he had just got some fresh beef and the roast beef was delicious. In the sea breeze in mid-November, the bright moon shines on tall buildings, and there is a farewell sigh at night, although I haven't eaten midnight snack for many years.
Professor Zeng is an anthropologist who studies Pangu. A few years ago, he said with emotion that he walked from his study to the fields. Although he is from a liberal arts background, he has a scientific thinking, which is the same as mine. But he often criticizes me, saying that I have read too few theoretical books. His criticism is more precious than tea. Professor Zeng's research road, according to his own statement, is like playing Weiqi, with one player in the east and one player in the west, which is chaotic. Now as long as you put down a few players, you can become a dragon. I often quote his point of view that it is not yet formal. Let's make a cup of green tea and wait for others to count!
After the National Day holiday last year, Professor Wu invited him to Ganzhou. He came and went in a hurry, but he also visited some places. The next day, I went to Tianlongshan Temple in South China, had tea in the abbot's room, and walked down the mountain after dinner. Autumn insects are chirping in the forest. Spending the night in Xiqiao Hotel, the topic of chatting that night was to do pure research, and the method started with spatial distribution. He said that he would retire soon. Let's sum up these academic years and find a good publishing house to produce some decent books. I said, I will retire in two years, and then we will go deep into the ancient villages in Miao Yao and finish those ideas. When the scholar is old, the opportunity comes. A cup of tea is good, but water is hard to boil. It was normal to drink tea that night, and as usual, I didn't talk for almost a night. I'm a little tired, and he's not in good spirits. The next day, in Longnan, I shook hands and said goodbye.
The water in heaven is not polluted. Do you have any good tea? If so, please save some for me.