Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Yang Dongxu and Miao Shan were sitting opposite each other in the Xiaonan Lake Tea House next to the West Lake. Miao Shan was concentrating on making tea and playing with the tea ceremony which was getting more and more interesting.

The Miao Shan in front of him has a bald head, but he doesn't look fierce at all. The previous hostility in Mr. Miao's body seems to have disappeared.

Miao Shan is now bareheaded, with a large piece of jade Guanyin hanging around his neck, a bodhi seed that he hasn't played with much yet, and a string of dark purple sandalwood Buddha beads in his hand.

He is now fatter and has a kinder look, more like an old man, and the whole person looks very lively.

Miao Shan concentrated on making tea, while Yang Dongxu looked at the lake in the distance as if he was wandering around.

To be honest, sometimes the promotional photos of scenic spots are much more beautiful than the real scenes of the scenic spots. Although the West Lake is really beautiful, compared to the broken bridge in the TV series, the imaginary Su Causeway, or the three pools reflecting the moon, the general feeling is

The mood is a little different.

Just like the flying water flowing down three thousand feet in Li Bai's poem, it sounds majestic, but when you take a closer look, even when the water flow is sufficient in the rainy season, although it looks a bit imposing, it always feels not as powerful as in the poem.

The momentum is fascinating.

The two of them moved and fell silent for a while. Yang Dongxu seemed to have pulled back his thoughts about the white god of West Lake. He took a sip of the tea in front of him and said something very embarrassing, "It seems there is not much difference."

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"Your heart is not calm enough!" Miao Shan said.

"You and I, please stop engaging in those Zen studies, philosophy and so on." Yang Dongxu glanced at his mouth.

Maybe it was because he was a layman in both lives. Even though his status was different, he still couldn't taste it. It was obviously a pot of tea. What kind of flowers could he taste when he was calm and when he was not. In his understanding of mood,

When it's good, eating two more steamed buns seems to make it better understood.

"This doesn't make sense to you!" Miao Shan shook his head.

Talking about tea ceremony with people like Yang Dongxu who don’t have this hobby is like playing the harp to a cow, or talking to a chicken and a duck. It’s like a vegetarian and a carnivore talking about food. The two people are not on the same channel at all.

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"This tea set isn't that good either." Yang Dongxu continued without stopping.

This is a bit confusing, because this tea set does not belong to this teahouse. Miao Shan, who is deeply involved in tea ceremony, not only has his own pursuit of tea, but also the water for making tea, and his pursuit of tea sets is even more fanatical.

Therefore, as a tea connoisseur, it is the most basic quality to bring tea and water with you when you go to a teahouse to drink.

The difference between the set of purple clay teapots in Miaoshan in front of me is that it is not only as simple as a famous brand, but also made by a master. Just such a small tea set and an Audi are gone!

"What do you know?" Miao Shan simply rolled his eyes.

Although he now eats with Yang Dongxu and is a worker under Yang Dongxu, the more he gets along with Yang Dongxu, the more he understands that respect is enough in his heart.

Do what you have to do well, and position yourself correctly when working. As for meeting in private and getting along with each other as friends, that way Yang Dongxu is comfortable and you are comfortable too.

Of course, if you take the relationship that you feel good about privately and insist on joining it at work to do something, Yang Dongxu will instantly let you understand what is the cold blood of capital.

"I have several sets of tea sets belonging to Mr. Gu." Yang Dongxu said.

Miao Shan, who was originally retorting like a friend, was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and then he started to become a little doubtful.

"Mr. Gu Jingzhou?"

"Otherwise, who do you think I'm talking about?" Yang Dongxu spread his hands.

"How many sets?"

"Three or four sets, I haven't used them for a long time and can't remember."

"Did you know that tea sets need to be kept?" Miao Shan became excited.

Gu Jingzhou is a master in the field of modern purple clay teapots. The tea set he is using is because the person who made it has studied with Mr. Gu for a period of time. With such a name and a few skills, the tea set in front of him is no more than an Audi.

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If someone said that they owned Mr. Gu's pot but didn't take care of it and didn't know where to put it to gather dust, Miao Shan would definitely scoff and think that the other person was bragging. That was Mr. Gu.

Although he is a modern master, his works are also the kind that go directly into museums. The purple clay pots he makes are not simply marketable and priceless, they can really be used as family heirlooms.

But this was said by Yang Dongxu, so there is no need to consider whether it is true or not, it must be true. Because Miao Shan was lucky enough to visit Yang Dongxu’s courtyard in Yanjing.

Not to mention the ornaments in the courtyard hall, Miao Shan even suspected that the floor tiles in the courtyard were made from the same mold as the floor tiles in the Forbidden City.

"I know, the old man used to play around with it a lot, but now that he has gone to the countryside to retire, he likes to go fishing and it is inconvenient to bring tea sets there, so he likes to bring a big thermal teapot and throw a handful of tea leaves into it. If no one uses it, just leave it there.

Don't be so excited, it's just a few tea sets, and I also have a square pot made by Chen Mingyuan, what did I say?" Yang Dongxu spread his hands again.

But that look on Miao Shan's face made him want to beat someone up. That was Chen Mingyuan, the most famous purple clay pot maker in the Qing Dynasty. No matter what industry he was named the best, he was definitely not a simple person.

What's more, in the world of purple clay teapots where reputation is extremely important and craftsmanship is extremely strict. The gold content of the purple clay teapots made by Chen Mingyuan, who was the first in the Qing Dynasty, can be seen.

"Okay, I won't tease you. I'll take you to see it when I have time." Seeing Miao Shan, he was really a little anxious. After all, he really liked tea ceremony, and Yang Dongxu was deeply involved in it himself. That was enough.

"Just to take a look?"

"I don't dare to give away the old man's things. Why don't you ask the old man for it?" Yang Dongxu blinked.

"Pretend I never said this!" Although the south and the north were in different places, Miao Shan had still heard of the old man's name.

To be more precise, the person who brought Miao Shan into the industry is different from the old man, let alone him. Miao Shan. If he asks any old man for something, he should just go to sleep. Even if he is dreaming, he doesn't have the guts.

"But you said you want to show me." Although I don't dare to ask for it, I definitely want to see it. Although this thing is in the museum, the museum does not allow touching it.

Besides, after reading it all, wouldn’t it be natural to bring some good tea leaves and make a pot of tea?

"Look at how worried you are about everything." Yang Dongxu teased, then changed the subject, "Where does the food go?"

He and Miao Shan made an appointment here not just to enjoy the scenery and drink tea, they had something to discuss.

"We should be arriving in Malacca by now. The one from the north should arrive faster. It only takes a day or two to load the car and arrive at the station." Miao Shan said.

Yang Dongxu’s goal of buying grain is not only Europe and the United States, but also a lot from the north. Land transportation is faster than sea transportation. Although the quantity is a problem, as long as the transportation chain and procedures are done well, there are many trains of goods.

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"Be careful, these batches of grain are very important and related to next year's business." Yang Dongxu said.

"I'll keep an eye on it myself!"