Chapter 1378: The sun rises from the sea

Ji Fengs meaning was a little obvious, so obvious that even Chu Xiao could tell that he was only interested in performing the tea Baixi because of Yuan Zhou.

However, Chu Xiao didnt feel anything about it now, because tea-tasting had never been his strong point. Instead, he was quite interested in the pastries on the table.

Zhao Mei, go prepare the grinding tools. Yuan Zhou greeted master Cheng.

Okay, master. Master Cheng immediately ran to get the tools to grind the tea leaves.

Although Yuan Zhou didnt know how to make tea, fine tea powder was required to make the red, white, black and green refreshments.

Since weve already prepared the tea set, lets try the tea and snacks. Chu Xiao suggested.

Sure. Zhou s.h.i.+jie nodded his head.

Are these four-colored refreshments made from tea powder? Ji Feng asked.

Yes, I am. Yuan Zhou said.

In that case, lets start from this path. Ji Feng said.

Please, he said. Yuan Zhou reached out his hand and said.

This old man wont be polite. Zhou s.h.i.+jie started to eat with a spoon first.

Little friend Yuan, this old Daoist wont stand on ceremony with you. Yu daoyi also said.

The temperature of the tea was slightly cold. Layers of different colors overlapped each other and were cut into diamond-shaped shapes, looking particularly small and beautiful.

Chu Xiao picked up the small plate and looked at it carefully before starting to eat.

However, Ji Feng was different. He held the plate in his hand and sniffed it carefully.

Without Yuan Zhous explanation, everyone at the table already knew the colors of the tea leaves. They were none other than white tea, black tea, black tea, and green tea.

However, it was rare to see how these tea leaves perfectly blended together and the fragrance blended together. Otherwise, the tea fragrance would not taste good if it was mixed up.

Therefore, Ji Feng immediately sniffed the fragrance of the tea.

However, the smell made Ji Feng understand Yuan Zhous cooking level. Regardless of the fragrance of black tea, the fresh taste of green tea, or even the special fragrance of white tea and black tea, he could smell them all clearly. However, there was a wonderful sense of fusion.

Although it was called a pastry, it was more like a jelly-like form, bright and transparent.

The fragrance is not bad. Ji Fengs old face revealed a smile, and only then did he pick up the small spoon and directly stuff the pastry into his mouth.

When he ate the pastry, he did not eat it slowly like Zhou s.h.i.+jie or Chu Xiao. Instead, he swallowed it in one bite.

However, it was this one mouthful that gave him a different taste. The texture of the pastry was as if it was frozen, but it was soft and sticky to eat. The texture was warm and not cold.

The first thing that entered his mouth was a kind of jelly-like smoothness, but when he chewed it, it was soft and sticky. After biting open, a fresh tea fragrance exploded in his mouth.

However, it wasnt like drinking real tea, where the first bitter taste was followed by the sweet taste. Instead, the tea fragrance with a faint sweetness spread in the mouth.

Slurp slurp. Only after Ji Feng finished eating and swallowed this mouthful of four-colored tea did the faint bitter taste of tea spread in his mouth.

However, this hint of bitterness was not so bitter as to describe it as the taste of tea leaves. It was bitter and sweet, and the taste was memorable.

Good tea and snacks. Ji Feng repeatedly nodded as he spoke.

Indeed, Zhou s.h.i.+jie also nodded his head and praised.

Its a little fresher than Western refreshments. Chu Xiao commented objectively.

Its delicious. Yu daoyi was much simpler.

The other diners at the other tables, except for Wu Hai, also made a few comments. Even hang Tian could not help but praise him.

Besides the cutting skills, Huaiyang cuisine was also a delicacy. Although hang Tian was not good at it, he knew how to taste it.

This head chef Yuan is so young, but he is already so proficient in all kinds of skills. His future is really amazing. It seems like my old bones have already been smacked to death on the beach. Hang Tian said in a self-deprecating manner.

This world has always been the world of the young. Grandfather Ling continued.

Indeed, Zhou s.h.i.+jie also nodded his head and agreed.

Ji Feng looked at Yuan Zhou and then at master Cheng in satisfaction and asked,Are these the only tools?

Yes, because I dont know how to distribute the tea, I only have this much for the time being. Master Ji, do you think theres anything missing? Yuan Zhou said.

Since thats the case, lets show everyone how the sun rises above the sea. The rising sun is Always Radiant. Ji Feng raised his head to look at the sun that was slowly setting, yet he still had a smile on his face as he spoke.

After he finished speaking, Ji Feng didnt wait for everyones reply and started to use the tools that were just sent over to grind the tea leaves.

Actually, the tea hundred plays was divided into tea, water, soup, tea, and so on. It was an ancient tea Dao that could cause the veins of tea to form an image. Its characteristic was that only tea and water were used without other materials to form words and images in the tea. And Ji Feng had also said earlier that he would draw a picture of the sea rising to the tomorrow.

This time, Ill use the ancient green tea to demonstrate the rising sun from the sea. As Ji Feng spoke, he took out a green tea box and started to grind.

The hundred tea shows first required the tea leaves to be carefully ground and then sifted. The fine tea foam was used to carry out superb brewing techniques, as well as the tea pattern formed by stirring with a tea spoon to form the composition.

Therefore, the first tool to grind the tea leaves was very important.

What Yuan Zhou provided was a small hand-held stone mill. The gears of the stone mill were very delicate and could turn the tea leaves into fine tea powder after one round. However, Ji Feng still ground the tea leaves seriously for three times until the dark green tea powder was so delicate that the particles couldnt be seen clearly.

And this kind of tea foam was even carefully sifted three times by Ji Feng before he started to brew.

The most important part of the hundred tea shows was the brewing and stirring of the tea ladle. It was precisely because the brewing technique was different that the hundred tea shows had a variety of colorful patterns and words.

This time, Ji Feng didnt use a white porcelain bowl or a gla.s.s cup. Instead, he used a brown-black flat bowl. The mouth of the bowl was rather large, and the bottom of the bowl was rather shallow.

This was good for brewing tea and could make the patterns more clear. Of course, it was said that the ancient people could brew a seven-word poem in a small teacup.

Its starting. Ji Feng stood up and spoke in a serious manner.

Chi. Ji Fengs wrist forcefully raised the teapot, and thin yet powerful boiling water gushed down, forming a Whirlpool along the side of the bowl, stirring up the tea powder that was stacked at the bottom of the bowl.

The water flowed quickly and rapidly, but not a single drop of tea powder splashed out. The whirlpool formed at the brown bottom of the bowl spread out layer by layer, and only when the bowl was 80% full did Ji Feng immediately put down the teapot. After that, his right hand quickly picked up the tea ladle.

He stirred the tea with his right hand, then pressed the side of the bowl with his left hand. The tea in the big brown bowl slowly stopped.

The surface of the water was no longer in the shape of a Whirlpool. Instead, it slowly rose and fell into the shape of waves. The green tea Foam was divided into two sides, and the dark part on one side slowly sank to the bottom like the ocean.

On the other side, the color of the tea slowly faded. The White foam formed by the water from high above slowly gathered into a circle from the dark tea, and then drifted along the water ripples to the light color.

The ball of light rose from the sea and gently floated in the water, forming a brown bowl.

It was like the masterpiece of an ink painting.