Pa da…
A drop of sweat dripped down.
Ye Qiu lowered his hands again.
With each wave, the distance between his palm and the iron pot shrank to the height of a grain of rice.
Using the directional force brought by his palm and the iron pot, he kneaded the tea leaves that were about to be cooked into a spiral shape in one direction.
His smooth movements made the audience behind the screen gasp in amazement.
This wasn't just tea, it was a marvelous performance!
Every movement, every wave of his hand, was like a beautiful dance.
The people in the kitchen also held their breaths. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly, afraid that they would make a sound and affect Ye Qiu's performance.
After about half an hour, Ye Qiu, who was frying tea with both hands, stopped.
With a wave of his right hand, some tea leaves stuck to his palm instantly flew out of the pot.
It fell into the bamboo basket that was prepared at the side.
A strong tea fragrance wafted out from the spiral tea that had just been taken out of the pot.
The few people standing in the kitchen could not help but take a deep breath.
It was too fragrant!
Especially Director Wang. The quality tea that he was used to drinking was completely different from the tea that had just been cooked.
The difference was too great.
Ju Jing Yi and Zhang Zifeng were dumbfounded. Was this really fried tea?
Why did it feel more exciting than their dance?
"I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself in front of you, scholars…"
At this moment, the tea leaves in the pot had all been placed into the bamboo basket and spread out, waiting for the heat contained in the tea leaves to dissipate.
When it cooled down, he would put it into a jar and seal it to prevent the spiritual energy inside from leaking out.
That's right, these were not ordinary tea leaves. The tea leaves that had absorbed the essence of plants naturally contained some spiritual energy.
This was also the reason why Shi Tou liked this tea so much.
The so-called spiritual energy was the foundation of all living beings. With sufficient spiritual energy, even plants could gain spiritual intelligence and become demons in Taoist legends.
"No, no, it's too shocking. Today, I've really broadened my horizons. I didn't expect Daoist Priest Ye Qiu to know the long-lost ancient method of stir-frying tea!”
Director Wang's attitude became more and more respectful. Ye Qiu's performance was simply too extraordinary.
He could predict fate, communicate with animals, and had superb ice sculpting skills.
Now, he even displayed the lost skill of hand-rubbing tea.
He didn't know how many more abilities Ye Qiu had yet to reveal. The more he looked, the more he felt that Ye Qiu was shrouded in fog.
And how old was Ye Qiu?
Ten years old!
When he was ten years old, he didn't even need to think to know that he was running around.
He was nothing compared to Ye Qiu's master!
"Scholar, you flatter me. This Penniless Priest only knows a little…"
Ye Qiu chuckled and scooped some from the water tank into the pot.
There was nothing much in the Taoist temple, so it was just right to use this freshly stir-fried tea to entertain guests.
The little monkey added some firewood to the stove and could not wait to boil water to make tea.
After a while, the water in the pot boiled, and some steam gushed out from the edge of the lid.
Ye Qiu opened the lid and put some tea leaves into the teapot.
The boiling water was added into the pot, and a thick tea fragrance immediately floated out of the teapot.
It filled the entire kitchen.
With a wave of his arm, the teacups on the table beside him were placed side by side.
There were four in each row, four in total.
Ye Qiu held the teapot and poured it into the four cups in the first row in order.
Not too much, not too little, just enough to fill four cups.
Then, he added the boiling water for the second time and began to brew it for the second time.
Between movement and stillness, a natural and peaceful aura was revealed.
On the side, Ju Jing Yi and Zhang Zifeng stared at Ye Qiu.
She couldn't understand what he meant.
Why do you have to place a few rows of cups when drinking tea?
Ye Qiu made four cups and filled four rows of teacups before putting down the teapot.
"Master Ye Qiu, why do you have to make the tea four times? Is there anything special about this?"
Ju Jing Yi couldn't help but ask curiously as she looked at the tea on the table.
There were four rows of tea on the table, and each row had a different color.
From top to bottom, the color decreased.
Ye Qiu's gaze turned, and his eyes were deep." There's a way to drink tea. As the saying goes, the first tea, the second tea, the third tea is the essence, and the fourth tea is sweet and refreshing…"
"Generally, the taste of tea will be weakened after three times. Only high-quality tea can guarantee that the taste of the tea will still be fragrant after the fourth time.”
"However, this Dao Comprehension Tea is different from ordinary tea. The first tea is the best among the four cups of tea. Although it tastes bitter, it has endless magical effects.”
"Alright, alright! Well said!"
Director Wang clapped his hands excitedly.
"Master Ye Qiu said it too well. Drinking tea is the same as being human. Only one knows the taste of tea and the taste of one's heart.”
"Scholar Wang, you must be joking. I only know a little about it…"
"Master Ye Qiu is too humble. If you only know a little, then wouldn't we, who have been drinking good tea for more than ten years, become laymen?”
Ju Jingyi and Zhang Zifeng, who were standing beside them, covered their mouths and laughed secretly.
She only felt that Ye Qiu was too humble. Even as two laymen, they could see that the method of brewing tea was not ordinary.
Moreover, the method of frying tea just now was extremely magical. They had only heard of frying tea with bare hands in legends.
He did not expect to see it today.
This was not something that an ordinary person could do!
Looking at Ye Qiu's tender face, the few of them became even more curious about what kind of expert Ye Qiu's master was to actually be able to teach such a powerful disciple!
" Please, three scholars. The Daoist temple is simple and crude, so we can only serve you tea…"
Ye Qiu stood with his hands behind his back and made an inviting gesture.
According to Ye Qiu, Ju Jing Yi picked up the first cup of enlightenment tea.
He slowly put it to his mouth.
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