The tutor's words broke the silence in the classroom.
He didn't mean to break the silence.
However, she did not understand Lin Yu's tea-making behavior at all.
The tea leaves in the cup were dyed a faint red.
When the red soup was poured out, he could still smell the fresh tea fragrance.
But why did it collapse just like that?!
What a pity!
Not only the tutor, but the students also revealed puzzled expressions.
The principal glared at the counselor.
She was unhappy that he had broken the silence, but the tutor really didn't know much about tea, so there was nothing she could do.
Therefore, he acted as the lecturer again and explained to Lin Yu what he had done just now," Lin Yu is washing tea.”
Washing tea?
The tea still needed to be washed?
This was the first time he had heard of it.
Compared to Lin Yu's tea brewing process, his tea brewing process could be said to be very simple and crude.
What washing tea, what warming cups!
None of them!
Tea tasted the same to him.
Lin Yu grabbed the teacup and tapped it three times in the air to drain the water.
Lin Yu put down the cup and picked up the kettle again. As he poured water, he added," The term 'washing tea' originated in the Northern Song Dynasty and has a history of 700 years. The 'Chinese Tea' dictionary 'has such an explanation for washing tea."
Lin Yu enunciated each word. His tone was gentle, but it was very attractive.
Just by opening his mouth, he attracted everyone's ears.
After a pause, Lin Yu slowly said," Washing tea will wash away the impurities on the surface of the loose tea. It can also induce the fragrance and taste of tea.”
Every sentence, coupled with his action of making tea, was very harmonious.
It was as if it had its own ancient song. The entire scene was pleasing to the eye and pleasant to the ears.
The principal was slightly stunned.
The Great Chinese Tea Book?
Lin Yu even knew about this?
This was a very unpopular book.
Even people who liked to drink tea would rarely read such popular science books.
Only scholars who specialized in tea would read this book.
He remembered that this was the teaching building of the finance department.
She didn't expect Lin Yu, who studied finance, to have even read the book "The Chinese Tea Book".
However, knowing more had nothing to do with making good tea.
What Lin Yu said was only about tea art.
If one only had knowledge, the tea would not be able to produce the desired effect.
It was also useless!
However, this made the principal even more excited to see how Lin Yu's pot of tea was going.
The students in the class were stunned when they heard this.
Originally, some of them were studying seriously during the evening self-study session, while others were focused on playing with their phones.
But this time, the students put down their textbooks and phones and watched Lin Yu brew tea seriously, listening attentively to every explanation.
It was as if he was in class.
The tea leaves were soaked in the fair cup, and Lin Yu covered the lid.
Ten seconds later.
Only then did Lin Yu lift the lid of the cup and pour it into the three cups in front of him.
The bright red tea poured out, accompanied by a faint fragrance.
This teacup was a white porcelain cup, which was perfect for holding black tea.
The tea looked even redder in contrast to the white porcelain cup.
The principal stared at the tea in the teacup and was suddenly stunned.
His eyes were wide open.
"The color of this tea."
"What's wrong?"
Lin Yu asked as he pushed the teacups in front of them one by one.
After waiting for so long, he could finally drink it, but the principal did not make a move.
He stared at the tea in the teacup carefully, as if he wanted to break the teacup into pieces.
He muttered," I've never seen this color before.”
"Hmm?" The counselor was stunned.
Obviously, she didn't understand what the principal meant.
He picked up the teacup and stared at the tea for a while.
The counselor frowned slightly as if she was recalling something." It does seem different from the ones I usually soak in."
The students also came over curiously.
The homeroom teacher took out his phone and took a photo of the tea in the teacup.
The Keemun black tea in the teacup was bright red. The tea was very clean, and the bottom of the porcelain cup could be seen at a glance.
The principal held his teacup and did not take a sip.
"What's wrong with this tea?" Lin Yu asked.
The principal frowned slightly, his eyes still on the tea." Keemun black tea should be brownish-red in color when it is first brewed. Why is the color of the first brew so light?"”
"Could it be because Lin Yu poured out the tea soup for the first time?”the counselor said.
The principal shook his head." No, all the tea has to be washed before it is brewed. Lin Yu just followed the normal steps, but..."
As if he didn't believe it, he reached out to lift the lid of the cup and looked at the tea leaves inside.
After the tea leaves in the cup were boiled, there was half a cup.
In other words, it had nothing to do with the amount of tea leaves.
Could it be related to the craftsmanship of the tea maker?
The principal had this thought in his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.
How old was Lin Yu?
The freshmen were only nineteen or twenty years old this year. How could they have such advanced tea brewing techniques?
Even someone like him, who loved tea and had an extremely high level of tea brewing, could not brew such a color.
When ordinary people brewed Keemun black tea, the tea would be brownish-red in color. The more skilled one was in brewing tea, the lighter the color of the tea would be, and the more beautiful the color would be.
He had also drunk Keemun black tea and brewed it before.
His skills in the art of tea were considered profound.
After all, he had been brewing and drinking tea for decades and had studied tea culture for decades.
He still had this bit of confidence.
Even the black tea he brewed was only a slightly light brownish-red color.
Unexpectedly, the color of the black tea brewed by Lin Yu was much more beautiful than the one he brewed!
Could it be that Lin Yu's tea brewing skills had reached or even surpassed the level of a professional tea master?!
No, it must be the tea leaves!
No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't associate this twenty-year-old freshman with a professional tea master!
Could it be that the tea leaves were fake?
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