2317: C2317 At This Point in Time Tasteless Is Better than Tasteless!

C2317 At This Point in Time Tasteless Is Better than Tasteless!

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofann made a "please" gesture.1

"Hiss …"

After getting Zhang Xiaofann's permission, Qian Yuanjiang's expression also became extremely solemn. He stretched out his hand carefully and took out a piece of tea from the wooden box.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes and put the tea leaves into his mouth, slowly experiencing the taste of the Loongjing tea leaves …

A few seconds later, Qian Yuanjiang's body felt like it was struck by lightning and trembled violently.

"Father, are you alright?"

Seeing that his father had shown such an abnormal behavior, Qian Shengfu, who was at the side, quickly stepped forward and held his father. He felt a little worried and asked this.

However, Qian Yuanjiang turned a deaf ear to his son's question, and his eyes became a little dazed.

At this moment, Mo Min's expression changed. Sometimes she was excited, sometimes she was excited, sometimes she was drunk, and sometimes she was regretful.

Qian Yuanjiang slowly opened his eyes after a while. However, a strange look appeared in Qian Yuanjiang's old eyes.

"The fragrance is like an orchid, faint but not cold. It seems tasteless, yet it is followed by a peaceful air that permeates through my lips and teeth. Truly, tasteless is better than tasteless, it is actually tasteless — — —!"

When Qian Yuanjiang said this, his expression was indescribably solemn. At this moment, there was even a trace of solemness in his expression.

Seeing this scene, Qian Shengfu, who was standing at the side, also looked at the scene in confusion.

He also reached out his hand and gently pinched out a piece of Loongjing from the wooden box, and imitated Qian Yuanjiang's action of putting the tea leaves into his mouth to savor them.

Following that, it turned somewhat baffled as it said.

"Father, are these tea leaves really as exaggerated as you said?" I tasted a piece of dried tea and was hungry. The tea was very fragrant indeed.

Other than that, I don't see any difference between the two of us and the Loongjing tea that we usually drink. "

"It's such a waste to chew on peonies!"

At this moment, Qian Yuanjiang suddenly stood up from his chair and glared angrily at his grandson. He looked exactly like a man who had just ruined the most precious thing in his heart that was regarded as a godly object.

"Father, why are you staring at me like that? "Was what I said wrong?"

"Indeed, I didn't notice anything different between the Loongjing tea leaves and the tea leaves that we usually drink. How could it be as exaggerated as what you just said? "

At this moment, Qian Shengfu's face was also full of grievance and innocence.

"To be discussing the Way of Tea with someone like you, who only cares about money, is simply playing a lute to a cow —!"

When Qian Yuanjiang said this, his tone was filled with a deep hatred.

However, thinking about it, it made sense. As of now, most of the intangible cultural heritage in China faced the same predicament as how to continue the inheritance.

Just like now, the father-son pair, Qian Yuanjiang and Qian Shengfu, were the most typical examples.

Qian Yuanjiang, who had been immersed in the Way of Tea his whole life, wished that his son Qian Shengfu would do the same. He would also put all of his experiences on this path of tea ceremony as well …

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