Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Go to the tea room to drink tea early in the morning?

Yu Dongqing also has the habit of drinking tea in the morning, but usually at home, and it always feels weird to go to the teahouse.

"It's noon. I've had lunch. I want to take a walk now. The air is pretty good." Yu Dongqing said.

"Okay, at that o'clock, I will drive to pick you up."

Yu Dongqing hung up the WeChat call and came to the teahouse. There were very few guests inside, so Yang Yixin accompanied Yu Dongqing and walked around the nearby mountain col.

The weather has cleared up today and the sun is shining brightly in the morning. There are tea gardens in the surrounding hills and tea girls are already working hard.

Although the tea-picking girls in the online videos and photos were all young and beautiful, Yu Dongqing saw that those working in the fields were actually middle-aged and elderly women in their forties and fifties.

Haha, this is reality, everyone on the Internet has filters.

Seeing Yu Dongqing looking around, Yang Yixin explained with a smile: "Mr. Yu, tea picking is both a technical job and a physical job."

"The work of a skilled tea picker usually starts at 6 o'clock in the morning, carrying a tea picking basket to the tea field, and he has to be busy until more than 5 o'clock in the afternoon. According to the ratio of 5 pounds of fresh leaves to one pound of dry tea, he can produce Less than 2 kilograms of finished tea leaves are produced. If you are a novice, you can pick even less, so many young people have abandoned this craft and gone out to find work."

This is true.

Yu Dongqing nodded.

Not to mention picking tea, even in my hometown of Huayin, people who are as old as my third uncle are planting crops in the fields. There are very few people in their forties.

"Including tea houses, there used to be a lot of tea houses in this area, but many have closed down and some have moved to urban areas, where there is a large floating population after all." Yang Yixin continued.

"So your daughter opened a teahouse in the city center?" Yu Dongqing took over the topic.

"Yes, my daughter graduated from the China Academy of Art and majored in design art. It has been very difficult for art students to find employment in the past two years. I didn't want a girl to go out and live in the world, so I asked her to come back and run a tea house with me. Unexpectedly, she I still don’t like it.” Yang Yixin said with a bitter smile.

"Actually, it's pretty good. The city center is not too far from here, so it's very convenient to communicate with each other."

"Yes. So I have no objection. If she wants to go to another city, I will never agree to it!"

The two chatted without saying a word.

It's all a father's concern for his daughter.

After lunch, Yang Mei drove a pink BYD Dolphin new energy car to the tea house and invited Yu Dongqing to her tea house.

"Mr. Yu, you go ahead. I won't go, so as not to quarrel with her again." Yang Yixin said with a smile.

Yangmei's newly opened teahouse is not located on the bank of the beautiful West Lake, nor in some culturally rich neighborhood. It is actually hidden on the second floor of a building in the business district of the city center.

Yu Dongqing followed Yangmei to the second floor and found that it was different from the traditional Chinese teahouse, but full of modern and simple style.

The space inside is not large, with only five semi-covered tea rooms. The tables and chairs inside are no longer the traditional wooden coffee tables and rattan chairs, but replaced by small round coffee tables with a modern style.

Floral curtains, soft single sofas, thick carpets, and the murals on the walls are actually Van Gogh’s sunflowers!

The entire tea room is full of pastoral style, and American country folk songs are playing on the speakers, which makes it look very warm.

There were already people inside, sipping tea and chatting in low voices. They all looked like urban white-collar workers.

"There are many large financial companies nearby, and many employees are willing to come here to relax at noon or after get off work. In the past, they mainly drank coffee, but now you can come to my place to drink tea."

Yang Mei explained to Yu Dongqing as she walked: "Of course, it's not just traditional green tea. I also have black tea, Pu'er, and afternoon tea. It's just that it just opened, so not many people come here."

"The positioning is very accurate and the environment is good. I think business will be good in the future." Yu Dongqing said.

Yang Mei smiled.

"Uncle, you are much more open-minded than my father."

Ah?

"Your dad's tea house is pretty good, and his Longjing is the best I've ever tasted." Yu Dongqing said.

"Yeah. Our family has been growing tea, picking tea, and making tea since my grandfather. The tea gardens you see on the surrounding mountains are all contracted by my family, so the quality is absolutely assured!"

Ah?

It's really unusual.

At this moment, the song on the speaker changed, and it turned out to be the song "Chengdu" sung by Yu Dongqing!

Seeing Yu Dongqing's slightly surprised eyes, Yang Mei smiled and said: "I really like your second album "Love a Song, Fall in Love with a City", especially this song "Chengdu". I even bought a black album. Where’s the glue?”

With that said, Yang Mei entered her workroom. There was a vinyl record player on the table and her album was playing on it.

"Uncle Yu, please sign it for me." Yang Mei said and took out the exquisite packaging of the record from the drawer.

Yu Dongqing was not polite. He picked up the pen on the table and signed his name on the cover. He also humorously added: "Yangmei, you can let me sign, but don't let me write about it again." The song of Hangzhou.”

Unexpectedly, Yang Mei smiled slyly: "Uncle Yu, why don't you write a song about Hangzhou? Can you write a song about tea?"

Ah?

Make this request.

Yu Dongqing remembered what Zhang Yang once said. He is such a warm friend. In addition to being a hospitable friend, he really wants you to write your song about tea, and then write a copy. The tea house became popular because of his interest in the scene, and his tea house became popular.

He didn't expect his daughter to make this request.

In fact, Yu Dongqing has been thinking about this issue.

I originally thought of a song about tea that Jay Chou would write based on time and space. The song was very good, but it was in the form of RAP and seemed incompatible with the atmosphere in front of me.

Got it!

Xu Song's "It's Better to Have Tea"!

The name fits the mood quite well, but it is the name of an album, and this song is not included.

But the title song "Between Mountains and Rivers" in the album is very Zen and fits the taste of tea.

Why not change it to "Why don't we go have tea".

Thinking of this, Yu Dongqing said: "Yangmei, there is a song, I don't know if it is appropriate or not, but I didn't pick up the guitar."

"Uncle Yu, please wait a moment."

Yang Mei immediately took out her mobile phone and made a call. In less than ten minutes, a handsome young man came upstairs panting with a guitar on his back.

"Uncle Yu, this is my boyfriend Wang Li." Yang Mei introduced generously: "He is my college classmate who studies painting."

"Hello, brother-in-law, Uncle Yu, I'm glad to see you. I'm your loyal fan." Wang Li was very excited to see Yu Dongqing.

"I bought this guitar when I was in school. The sound quality is average. Let's see if it works." After saying this, Wang Li handed the guitar to Yu Dongqing.

Yu Dongqing took it and saw that it was an old brand of red cotton, but it was entry-level and the price was estimated to be no more than 2,000 yuan.

"Okay, okay." Yu Dongqing didn't dislike anything.

The three of them entered the studio, and Yu Dongqing sat on a stool, took out his guitar and started playing gently.

Last night, my classmates gathered together to drink and change cups

Nowadays, tea, cold wine, and cold words are a joke

Who can read the perfect inscription after half a lifetime of exhaustion in vain?

Living in seclusion among mountains and rivers, vowing to be separated from fame

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