On this scorching hot afternoon in the dog days of summer, the scorching sun caused smoke everywhere. Anxious Lao Le drove to the Xiangchu Tea Culture Research Institute, then jumped out of the car, went straight to the third floor of the small building, and knocked on the door of Yanmo's studio.
"I'm sorry, the uninvited guest is here!"
"Whenever you come, I will sweep the couch to welcome you."
Sweat soaked through the short-sleeved T-shirt, while taking out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his head, Said: "Brother, please turn on the air conditioner. You are fatter than me. You are wearing a long-sleeved shirt and only holding a folding fan. You don't sweat. It's strange."
Yanmo smiled slightly: "Because you have so many things on your mind. I can’t be idle. Idleness can create tranquility, and tranquility can create coolness. "
" This phrase can be included in "You Meng Ying" by Zhang Chao of the Qing Dynasty. I am in charge of a company with hundreds of people. Sales, human resources, what kind of things should I not care about? But I work without pleasure and attract people. Several senior leaders submitted their resignations to me in the morning."
waved his hands silently and said, "Don't talk about these. You are here to drink tea. Come and take a seat. I will turn on the air conditioner first and then boil water to make tea. Please be patient."
Yanmo turned on the air conditioner, and the cool air spread to every corner; he also turned on the electric kettle. It was full of water, and when I pressed the switch, it made a hissing sound; then I opened the cabinet, found a medium-sized white porcelain teapot, and poured in a few tablespoons of Gongjian black tea produced by Anhua ; Find two small white porcelain bowls and place them horizontally on the coffee table. Yanmo then sat down at the tea table without saying anything, looking peacefully at the electric kettle for boiling water.
Everything comes down to the word "quiet".
They have been neighbors since childhood, and have been classmates in elementary school, junior high school, and high school. They are in the same university but in different departments, so they know each other very well. In the blink of an eye, they have all passed their forties. Lao Le is the director of the self-owned Warwick Electrical Machinery Factory, and Yan Mo is the deputy director and full researcher of the Tea Culture Research Institute. Although they live in the same city, they don't move around much with each other. It's a true friendship between gentlemen, as light as water. Everyone is busy on weekdays. Occasionally, they make a phone call or send a text message, just a few words. But whenever Lao Le had something to worry about, he would come here, have a nice tea with Yan Mo, and say goodbye without saying much to each other.
Every time when he went out, he would say apologetically: "Brother Lao Le, are you ready to drink? I said there is less work, Haihan."
Lao Le said happily: "The tranquility after a drink is enough, it's worth it. ."
The water in the electric kettle is boiling.
Yanmo pressed the switch, put a small white porcelain bowl in a white porcelain water basin, picked up the electric kettle and poured water in, scalded it carefully, and then wiped the inside and outside of the bowl with a piece of white silk. Then, he calmly poured the boiling water into the white porcelain pot with the tea leaves, and said: "This is loose-leaf Gongjian black tea, not the middle or low-grade black tea bricks, so you don't need to pour out the water for the first time. You can use it later." Try it, the sweetness from the slight suffering is wonderful."
Yanmo picked up a small porcelain bowl and handed it to Lao Le, and he also picked up another small tea bowl.
Lao Le took the small tea bowl and discovered that it was not a flat bottom, but had a tapered bottom. This was the first time he had seen this kind of tea set.
"This is a new variety developed by the porcelain factory, called 'Put it down'."
"How to put it down? Can it fit?"
"Then put it on your hand."
The tea leaves in the white porcelain pot are stuffy. After a while, the aroma floated out, and it smelled very good.
"Brother Lao Le, hold the bowl with your hands. I'm going to pour you some tea."
Yanmo filled Lao Le's bowl with tea, and then poured another bowl for himself. The walls of the tea bowl are very thick and are not hot to the touch.
"Please try the tea, Brother Lao Le."
"Brother Yanmo, thank you."
"How is it?"
"I only know one word: good!"
"Wine must be drunk, and tea must be enjoyed quietly. We will Sip tea slowly in silence. "
" I obeyed. "
The water in the white porcelain pot was refilled again and again, and the tea in the white porcelain bowl was refilled again and again.
Lao Le first held the pointed-bottomed tea bowl with both hands, and then gradually changed to holding the bowl with his left and right hands in turn. These two hours became an unbearable lightness in his life. My waist aches, my hands bulge with veins, and I can only sigh that there is nowhere to put the tea bowl.
"Brother Yanmo, I can't stand this tea set.
said silently: "Don't be anxious, I have my own magic method." "
Yanmo went to the cabinet and took out two round utensils. They were about an inch tall and had an inner circle with a hole in the center. They placed them on the tea table. "Brother Lao Le, this is called a saucer. Please put the tea bowl on it. . "
Lao Le put the pointed bottom of the tea bowl into the inner circle of the saucer. It fit perfectly. He suddenly felt relaxed and his stiff hands relaxed. He immediately thought that the tea bowl and saucer were originally a set, and they never fit in. Let go, this process is thought-provoking. He is very hands-on in his business and never lets his deputies and subordinates go to work. It is like holding a tea bowl with a pointed bottom, which is a silent admonishment.
"Brother Lao Le, have you let it go?" "
" Let it go, let it go, I know what to do when I go back. goodbye!
Yanmo walked Lao Le to the door and said with a smile: "Brother Lao Le, you didn't pay attention, I turned off the air conditioner a long time ago." "
" didn't pay attention, he just felt cool and moist in his heart. ” (Author Nie Xinsen)
