Master Song saw that there was a piece of white gauze on the back of Li Zhifu's head, and there were some traces of blood. That was why his face changed.
From the moment Master Song entered the shop, the two of them had been standing face to face, and the lights in the shop weren't very bright. The only source of light was the old lamp on Niu Yusheng's workbench, so Master Song didn't notice it at first.
Li Zhifu turned around and walked a few steps. There was a street lamp above the door that led to the stairs at the back of the shop, and Master Song saw it clearly all of a sudden.
In addition to this piece of white gauze, Master Song also found that Li Zhifu's side face and arm had some small abrasions.
He frowned slightly and asked anxiously, "Brother Fu, what happened to you? Why are you injured? "
Li Guizhi's eyes reddened when she heard that, and she couldn't help but say, "Uncle Song, my dad, he …"
"Little Song, I accidentally fell down yesterday!" Li Zhifu directly interrupted Li Guizhi and said, "It's nothing serious, it's all external injuries."
After that, he looked at Li Guizhi with a stern look. Li Guizhi bit her lower lip and didn't say anything in the end.
Master Song had been in the system all his life, and he had reached the top position of a civil servant. How could his observation skills be bad? He could tell that Li Zhifu was hiding something at a glance.
However, Master Song didn't point it out. He just looked at Li Zhifu and Li Guizhi thoughtfully, then said, "Brother Fu, you have to be careful! You're over ninety this year, right? "
"Hehe, I'm ninety-three in nominal age!" Li Zhifu said with a smile.
"Yeah! You're over ninety years old, your body can't compare to a young person's. What if you fall and injure yourself? "Master Song said.
Li Zhifu laughed and said, "I know, Little Song, I'll be careful in the future. Let's go upstairs and sit! "
The group of people went upstairs together.
This shop belonged to Niu Yusheng's family, and it was a three-story building. The first floor was used as the shop, and the second and third floors were for living.
There was a small living room and a bedroom on the second floor. Niu Yusheng and Li Guizhi let Li Zhifu stay in the master bedroom on the second floor for the convenience of the elderly, and they stayed on the third floor.
Li Zhifu happily asked everyone to sit down, and then opened the box himself. He took out a tin from the bottom of the box, then he smiled and said, "Song, I'll treat you to my Dahong pao tea today!"
"Sure!" Elder Song said happily, "Brother Fu, I haven't drunk the tea leaves you made for 30 years. I've been thinking about it!"
Tea's tea's's's's's's............. Little Song, although my Da Hong Pao isn't from one of the six mother trees, it's the first generation of Da Hong Pao that was grown from the mother tree's branches. It's also very precious.
. "Master Song laughed and said," Brother Fu, no matter how precious the tea is, it's not as precious as your craftsmanship! This top-notch Green Tea is paired with your ancestral tea making skills. That's what you call a perfect match! "
Li Zhifu laughed and carefully picked up some tea leaves from the tin tin and began to make tea skillfully.
Xia Ruofei watched from the side and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Old Mr. Li, I think these curvy tea leaves look a little like dragons, but why are they called Da Hong Pao when the tea leaves are clearly black?"
Before Li Zhifu could speak, Master Song laughed and said, "Little Xia, the red in Dahong pao doesn't refer to the color of the tea leaves. There's a story behind it!"
Master Song then said to Li Zhifu, "Brother Fu, why don't you tell Little Xia about it?"
Li Zhifu nodded and began to talk.
It turned out that there was a scholar who went to the capital to take the exam. He fell ill when he passed by Mount Wuyi. He happened to be met by an abbot who brought him back to the temple for treatment. The abbot picked tea leaves from the Nine Dragons' Nest and made tea for the scholar to drink. After a few days, the scholar recovered and went to the capital to take the exam.
So he came back to repay the abbot and brought tea leaves to the capital to give to the emperor. Coincidentally, the emperor was ill at that time and couldn't be cured. Later, after drinking the tea, he was cured. So the emperor gave the scholar a red robe and let him put it on the tree. At the same time, he was given the title of Imperial Tea and had to pay tribute every year.
Later, the tea was called Dahong pao.
Xia Ruofei and Song Rui were fascinated by the story. When Li Zhifu finished, Xia Ruofei sighed and said, "I didn't expect the tea leaves of Dahong pao to have such a story …"
Master Song said with a smile, "The authenticity of this legend is impossible to verify, but Dahong pao is extremely precious. When the chairman met the American president who visited China, he gave four taels of Dahong pao as a gift. At first, the American president thought that the chairman was stingy, giving only four taels of Dahong pao as a gift! Later, the premier explained that this kind of top-grade Dahong pao only produced eight taels a year. Giving him four taels was equivalent to giving him half of the country! "
Although Elder Song hadn't been in a high position back then, she was very familiar with these interesting stories. It was very fascinating to listen to them.
Li Zhifu also smiled and said, "Speaking of Dahong pao, it was a tribute tea back then! And it is said that in a list of gifts to Qianlong, there was a record of 'Biluochun 20 catties, Longjing 30 catties, Dahong pao 8 taels'. You can see how precious Dahong pao is. "
Although Li Zhifu was an old farmer who didn't speak much, when it came to his ancestral business of tea leaves, he was eloquent.
Xia Ruofei also said, "Mr. Li, I also heard that a few years ago, 20 grams of Dahong pao was auctioned off for a sky-high price of 208,000 yuan!"
Li Zhifu nodded with a smile and said, "That's right. But the Dahong pao we are talking about are all true Dahong pao from the mother tree. After 2007, in order to protect the six mother trees, the government ordered to stop harvesting, so you can't drink that kind of top-grade tea leaves anymore. "
Elder Song chuckled and said, "However, Brother Fu's first-generation Da Hong Pao is created by the mother tree's clones. Plus, Brother Fu personally made it. I'm sure it won't be any worse than the mother tree's Da Hong Pao!"
"It can't be compared, it can't be compared …" Li Zhifu said modestly.
While everyone was chatting, Li Zhifu's hands didn't stop. Soon, the tea was ready. He poured a small cup for everyone, then said with a smile, "Come, come, come, all of you, have a taste! If you taste it carefully, you will find that the tea of Wuyi Mountain has a 'rock rhythm', which is something that other tea leaves don't have! "
At that moment, the sound of someone banging on the door suddenly came from downstairs.
Li Zhifu frowned slightly and said, "Yusheng, go down and see what's going on."
"Okay!" Niu Yusheng immediately got up and went downstairs.
"Come, come, come, let's drink some tea!" Li Zhifu continued to greet them.
Xia Ruofei and the others picked up their teacups and took a sip. Even though he didn't know much about tea, he could still feel the extraordinariness of Dahong pao. It was slightly bitter in the mouth, but it was very sweet and mellow.
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