Thanks to Master Daoguo's care, the company's performance will prosper and finally get on the right track. Fang Yuan will definitely remember this favor. Now that Master Daoguo is in trouble, he naturally can't stand aside and watch.

Besides, Yunwu used poisonous smoke to plot against him half a year ago. Although it failed, Fang Yuan still remembered it in his heart and would definitely pay him back if he had the chance.

Seeing Fang Yuan agree, Master Lian Shan and Master Dao Guo were also very happy.

"That's great." Master Lian Shan smiled broadly: "Then, Master Fang, please go to the cities around Wuyi Mountain to investigate the situation. We will make arrangements first, and then we will arrive..."

"No problem." Fang Yuan nodded lightly, knowing that the two of them must secretly set up a dragnet to prevent the cunning Yunwu from slipping away and escaping again.

After some discussion, Fang Yuan went home to pack his luggage, and then traveled to a small town near Wuyi Mountain. The main reason why he did not go to the city was because he was afraid of alerting others and letting Yunwu discover his whereabouts and retreat directly.

After all, Yunwu is not stupid. After seizing the key to the Buddha Kingdom, he will definitely think of Master Daoguo's roundup. It is estimated that he must be very cautious at this time, and his whereabouts will definitely not be exposed so easily.

To be honest, even though it is a good idea to wait and see, it is also a battle of patience.

If Yunwu continues to be patient, not to mention delaying the treasure hunt for a year or two, or even showing up again after three to five months, it is estimated that the dragnet set by Master Daoguo will not be broken.

Passive defense can only suffer such losses. After all, I am facing an enemy in the dark, so I have to resort to this strategy.

But then again, the scenery of Wuyi Mountain is still quite good. It is indeed the number one scenic spot in the southeast. Although Fang Yuan is not in a tourist scenic spot now, it is just a small town near a section of Wuyi Mountain, but he can still tell the difference.

.It is also enough to see the beauty of the mountains.

Of course, since it is not a popular tourist attraction, there are relatively few pedestrians in the town and it seems quite deserted. Fang Yuan was dressed like a backpacker and strolled lightly on the street. The background was desolate and lonely, but he also felt a bit lonely.

The Chinese New Year has just passed. The streets are dotted with dark red confetti, but there is still some lingering flavor of the New Year.

The spring was chilly, and the cold wind was howling. Fang Yuan couldn't help but shudder, and then his eyes wandered, planning to find a place to drink a cup of hot tea to escape the wind.

It happened that there was a shop selling tea and tea sets nearby. Fang Yuan walked over without thinking. As he approached the shop door, his steps faltered slightly and his brows furrowed slightly.

The store is not big, and it is located at the intersection of the street. There is a lot of traffic here, so the business should be good. But for some reason, the store feels deserted.

Fang Yuan stood at the door and glanced around, only to see that the store was empty. There was no one. He hesitated, turned around and looked for another place to rest.

At this moment, an old man walked over from the side. His hair was a little sparse, his eyebrows were gray, and he had a kind smile on his face: "Young man, what do you want to buy?"

"Uh..." Fang Yuan was thinking a lot and asked: "Uncle, can I ask for a cup of tea?"

The old man was startled for a moment, then he smiled, nodded straightforwardly and said, "Okay, no problem."

While talking, the old man led Fang Yuan into the shop. In the corner of the shop, there were tools for making tea.

"Sit down." The old man greeted, then quickly boiled water and cleaned the tea set.

Fang Yuan looked around and found that the teapot used by the old man to boil water was very ordinary, but the bowl used to hold the tea was a bit special. The outer wall of the bowl was pure black, but there were some spots and silk patterns on the inner wall of the bowl.

At first glance, Fang Yuan knew that this was a famous jianzhan.

Jianzhan, also known as Tianmu glazed porcelain. At the beginning, due to the deficiencies in the firing process, the glaze flowed easily at high temperatures, so there was a phenomenon of glaze hanging, forming some spots and threads like rabbit hairs.

Logically speaking, it can only be regarded as a defective product. However, the ancients believed that defective things have a special kind of morbid beauty. They admired such glazed porcelain very much and even deliberately pursued such "glaze tears" and "glaze drops".

Phenomenon.

Over time, Jianzhan became a high-end famous porcelain, which was then sold overseas and favored by Japanese nobles.

However, the most glorious period of Jianzhan was in the Song Dynasty, because there was a trend of tea fighting in the Song Dynasty, and the Jianzhan carcass was thick and contained small pores, which was beneficial to the insulation of the tea soup and suitable for the needs of tea fighting. Therefore, Jianzhan naturally became the best in the Song Dynasty.

One of the most famous tea sets, it can be said to be popular all over the country.

However, good times do not always come, and good flowers do not always bloom. By the Yuan Dynasty, Mongolian nobles appreciated blue and white porcelain more, and Jianzhan's living space was naturally reduced. After the Ming and Qing Dynasties, blue and white pastel porcelain became more diverse, and Jianzhan was already

Forgotten in the corner of history.

Of course, although jianzhan is no longer a mainstream aesthetic trend, there are still many people who appreciate its special beauty and prefer this perfect combination of simplicity and sophistication.

In fact, if you think about it, drinking tea with a pitch-black teacup is quite ancient.

While Fang Yuan was thinking about it, the old man had already boiled the water, then took out a tea box from the drawer, and then carefully took out a few tea stems with clips and put them into the cup.

Fang Yuan's eyes moved and he saw that a few tea stems were somewhat different from ordinary tea leaves. There seemed to be a faint hint of white among the brownish gray. If someone who was not familiar with this saw it, they would probably mistakenly think that the tea leaves had become moldy and spoiled.

.

However, Fang Yuan had seen tea leaves like this before, so naturally he would not have such a misunderstanding. He was even a little surprised: "Uncle, is this Silver Needle?"

"Haha, you see?" The old man glanced at Fang Yuan with a hint of approval: "What kind of coffee and cola drinks do young people like to drink now? They all drink tea, but they can't tell the difference between green tea, black tea, black tea and white tea. It's rare.

You know..."

"I don't understand." Fang Yuan said frankly, "But I have seen it."

"It's good to have seen it before." The old man shook his head and said, "I used to make a pot of Tieguanyin and a pot of Silver Needle to entertain guests. They only knew it was tea and couldn't tell the difference at all."

The old man sighed. He was not slow in his movements. He immediately raised the hot water and poured it into the pot. The hot steam came out of the pot and fell straight down into the cup, causing a thin spray of water.

The boiling water quickly covered a few tea stalks. After a while, the tea stalks stretched out. The entire tea buds were covered with white hair, covered with silver, shining and pleasing to the eye.

Fang Yuan sat next to him and also smelled a fresh aroma. Looking at the lamp again, against the dark wall of the lamp, there was a natural scene of white clouds flashing, the lamp full of floating flower milk, and the buds standing upright.

"Beautiful..." Fang Yuan was filled with admiration and asked respectfully: "Uncle, how long have you been practicing this skill?"

But he could see clearly that when the old man poured water to make tea, he did not do it randomly. The water column poured down quite regularly, making the tea soup in the cup change unpredictably, spinning into a pattern like a landscape, and finally ended up like this

A wonderful spectacle appears.

Fang Yuan's discerning question just scratched the old man's itch. On the surface, he looked calm and nonchalant, but in fact, there was a look of dismay on his face: "In fact, it didn't take long.

…”

"After I retired, I saw how nice people made tea this way, so I imitated them. After two or three years of research and exploration, I finally found some tips..."

The old man emphasized: "This Kung Fu requires practice, but the most important thing is understanding. Without understanding, you may not be able to succeed even if you practice for decades."

"That makes sense." Fang Yuan agreed without hesitation. Drinking someone else's tea but contradicting them is not what a good guest should do.

Fang Yuan intended to flatter him, and the old man naturally smiled happily and kept asking for tea. Fang Yuan followed suit and took a sip of the tea. He felt that the tea soup had a mellow taste, and it was indeed a rare high-quality tea.

After chatting for a while, the old man asked naturally: "Young man, you don't look like a local, and you are walking around with a bag on your back, and you don't look like you are visiting relatives. What are you doing here during the Chinese New Year?"

ah?"

"Travel." Fang Yuan replied directly, having already prepared an excuse.

"Travel?" The old man was startled: "There are no famous scenery in our town?"

"The famous scenery is basically the same, many of which are artificially made, and are often overcrowded and expensive." Fang Yuan explained: "So I plan to look around and appreciate the most pure natural scenery..."

Not to mention, Fang Yuan was holding Jian Zhan with one hand and tilted his head to look outside when he spoke. His eyes were a bit distant and filled with the aura of a young man. If he were more handsome, he would definitely be able to seduce a few girls.

The old man smacked his lips and stopped talking. He was not out of touch with society. He naturally knew what kind of nature and freedom young people today value. Anyway, they just wander around without fear of getting into trouble...

But after all, it was not his own child, so the old man couldn't say anything, so he could only continue to add more tea and persuade Fang Yuan to drink a few more cups.

"Thank you..." Fang Yuan smiled, knowing that the old man believed it, but he felt a little guilty for deceiving a kind old man like this, so he planned to make up for it.

While his eyes were turning, Fang Yuan suddenly asked: "Uncle, do you believe in Feng Shui?"

"What?" The old man was stunned for a moment and frowned: "Young man, why did you suddenly ask me this?"

"To be honest, sir, the trip I just mentioned was an excuse to cover up." Fang Yuan said solemnly: "In fact, I am a Feng Shui master. Now I am traveling, visiting famous mountains and rivers, and gaining more knowledge."

Fang Yuan admired his quick reaction and thought of another reasonable excuse in the blink of an eye.

Of course, this was also inspired by Jiang Tang. As a Feng Shui master, it is normal to travel. Traveling around the mountains and rivers... Uh, no, it should be more commonplace to travel through mountains and rivers.
Chapter completed!