God Level Farm

Song Lao's face changed greatly when he saw that a white gauze was pasted on the back of Li Zhifu's head, and some bloodstains were faintly revealed. lewen novel

Since Song Lao entered the store, the two have been standing face to face, and the lights in the shop are not very bright - the only light source is the old lamp on Niu Yusheng's workbench, so when Song Lao started did not find.

And Li Zhifu turned around and walked a few steps. There was a street lamp just above the door leading to the stairs at the back of the store. Song Lao saw it all at once.

In addition to this white gauze, Song Lao also found that Li Zhifu also had some small scratches on his side face and arms.

He frowned slightly and asked eagerly, "Brother Fu, what's wrong with you? Why did you get hurt?"

Li Guizhi's eyes were a little red when he heard this, and he couldn't help but say, "Uncle Song, my dad..."

"Xiao Song, I accidentally fell down yesterday!" Li Zhifu interrupted Li Guizhi directly and said, "It's nothing serious, it's all skin trauma."

After he finished speaking, he also gave Li Guizhi a stern look. Li Guizhi bit his lower lip, but he still didn't speak.

Song Lao has been in the system all his life, and he has reached almost the pinnacle of a civil servant. How could his ability to observe words be poor? He could see at a glance that Li Zhifu was hiding something.

But Song Lao didn't point it out. He just looked at Li Zhifu and Li Guizhi thoughtfully, and then said, "Afu brother, you have to be careful! Are you in your 90s this year?"

"Haha, the virtual age is 93!" Li Zhifu said with a smile.

"Yeah! People in their nineties are not as strong as young people. What should I do if they fall out?" Song Lao said.

Li Zhifu said with a smile: "I see, Xiao Song, I will be careful in the future. Walk around, go upstairs and sit down!"

The group went upstairs together.

This storefront is Niu Yusheng's own home. It is a three-story building. The first floor is used as a storefront, and the second and third floors are for self-occupation.

There is a small living room and a bedroom on the second floor. For the convenience of the elderly to go up and down the stairs, Niu Yusheng and Li Guizhi gave the master bedroom on the second floor to Li Zhifu, and they both lived on the third floor.

Li Zhifu happily greeted everyone to sit down, and then personally opened the box,

He took out a tin can from the bottom of the box and said with a smile, "Xiao Song, please try the Dahongpao I made by myself today!"

"Okay!" Elder Song said happily, "Brother Fu, I haven't drank the tea you made for 30 years. I've been thinking about it all the time!"

"Then you have to taste it today!" Li Zhifu said, "I can't even drink this tea myself! Xiao Song, although my Dahongpao is not from the six mother trees, it is cultivated by cuttings from the mother tree. The first generation of Dahongpao is also very precious."

Song Lao smiled and said, "Brother Fu, no matter how precious the tea green is, it is not as precious as your craftsmanship! This high-quality tea green is matched with your ancestral tea-making craftsmanship, so it will complement each other!"

Li Zhifu smiled, carefully took some tea leaves from the tin can, and began to make tea very skillfully.

Xia Ruofei looked at it and couldn't help asking curiously, "Mr. Li, I think this tea leaf looks a little like a dragon, but why is it that the tea leaves are all black, so why is it called Dahongpao?"

Before Li Zhifu could speak, Song Lao laughed and said, "Xiao Xia, the red color of this Dahongpao does not refer to the color of the tea leaves. There is an allusion to it!"

Then Song Lao said to Li Zhifu: "Afu brother, why don't you tell Xiao Xia?"

Li Zhifu nodded and started talking.

It turned out that there was a legend that a scholar went to Beijing to take the exam. He fell ill while passing Wuyi Mountain. He happened to be met by the abbot and brought him back to the temple for treatment. After a few days, Xiucai recovered and entered Beijing to take the high school exam.

So I came back to repay the abbot, and at the same time brought tea into Beijing to present to the emperor. It happened that the emperor was ill at this time and could not be cured. After drinking this tea, the disease was cured, so the emperor gave him a red robe and let him The champion took it to drape it on a tree, and at the same time, it was named imperial tea and paid tribute every year.

Later, this tea was called Dahongpao.

Xia Ruofei and Song Rui were both fascinated by it. It was not until Li Zhifu finished speaking that Xia Ruofei sighed: "I didn't expect this Dahongpao tea to have such an allusion..."

Song Lao smiled and said: "The authenticity of this legend can no longer be determined, but the Dahongpao is extremely precious. When the chairman met the old American president who visited China, he once gave the four two big red robes as gifts to begin with. That old beauty also felt that the chairman was stingy, and only sent 4 taels of tea! Later, the prime minister explained that this superb Dahongpao only produces 8 taels a year, and giving him 4 taels is equivalent to giving him half of the country!"

Although Song Lao had never been in a high-level position, he was very familiar with these anecdotes and anecdotes.

Li Zhifu also smiled and said: "Speaking of this Dahongpao, it was tribute tea back then! And it is said that in a gift list of tribute to Qianlong, there was a record of 'Biluochun 20 pounds, Longjing 30 pounds, Dahongpao 8 taels', It can be seen how precious the Dahongpao is."

Although Li Zhifu is a humble old farmer, when it comes to his ancestral tradition of making tea, he is eloquent.

Xia Ruofei also said when he heard the words: "Mr. Li, I also heard that a 20-gram Dahongpao was auctioned for a sky-high price of 208,000 yuan a few years ago!"

Li Zhifu smiled and nodded and said, "That's right. But all the Dahongpao we are talking about are the real mother tree Dahongpao. After 2007, in order to protect the six mother trees, the government has ordered to stop picking them, so now I can't drink that much. The best tea."

Song Lao smiled and said, "But Brother Ah Fu, this first-generation Dahongpao vegetatively propagated from the mother tree, plus Brother Afu's own production, must be no worse than that mother tree Dahongpao!"

"Can't compare, can't compare..." Li Zhifu said modestly.

While everyone was chatting, Li Zhifu didn't stop in his hands. He quickly brewed the tea. He poured a small cup for everyone, and said with a smile: "Come here, come and taste! Taste carefully! You will find that our Wuyishan tea has a 'rock charm', which is not found in other teas!"

At this moment, there was a sudden banging on the door from downstairs.

Li Zhifu frowned slightly and said, "Yusheng, go down and see what's going on?"

"Okay!" Niu Yusheng immediately got up and walked downstairs.

"Come here, let's drink tea!" Li Zhifu continued to greet him.

Xia Ruofei and others all took a sip from the teacup. Even if he didn't know much about tea, he still felt the extraordinaryness of this Dahongpao. The entrance was slightly bitter, but the return was very fast and quite mellow.

While everyone was drinking tea, there were quarrels coming from downstairs, especially Niu Yusheng's loud and angry voice... (To be continued.)