Rebooting Your Life: Starting Before College Starts

Chapter 11 Tea Picking in West Mountain
Chapter 11 Tea Picking in the West Mountain

After leaving the community, Fang Yu directly stopped a taxi on the side of the road.

"Master, go to Xishan!" Fang Yu opened the back seat and sat in.

Suzhou's Xishan is actually a small island, a small island in the center of Taihu Lake.

This place is also called Dongting Mountain, and Biluochun in Dongting comes from here, and Shuiyuewu under Misty Peak.

Every March, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, there will be tea tasters from all over the world who want to have a spring tea Biluo.

As for Fang Yu, why did he go to Xishan?

Totally to get clothes.

After about an hour, the taxi stopped, and Fang Yu asked the master to leave after paying the money.

In front of me is a dense trail surrounded by trees.

Because it is more than seven o'clock now, the cicadas are not as intensely intertwined as at noon.

Fang Yu strolled on the path, and the scene in front of him changed after he walked about a few hundred meters.

In front of you is a small courtyard in the ancient Soviet style.

Blue bricks and slabs, low walls, and a few sparse old poplar trees are drowsy.

Sunlight leaks through the gaps in the leaves, forming mottled light and shadows on the ground.

The area of ​​the small courtyard is not very large, covering an area of ​​only five or six hundred square meters.

I saw that the red paint on the eye-catching door had fallen off a lot, and it looked a little mottled.

The heads of two palm-sized beasts hung symmetrically on it, each holding a copper door knocker in their mouths, staring blankly at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu stepped forward, pulled up a door knocker with his right hand, and gently buckled it.

Then he stood there and waited for someone to open the door.

In the old houses with door knockers like this in Suzhou, knocking is no longer allowed, but door knockers must be used to buckle, which is called knocking the door!
This is a respect for the Lord's family, and the second is also a kind of blessing.

You must know that the gate knockers of these old houses are also quite particular.

If you look carefully, you will find that next to the animal head of the door knocker, there are circles and circles of bat textures added.

This has a moral, called good fortune and longevity.

Both to the guests and to the host.

As for why the bat texture is chosen, this is because a homophonic stalk is used. Bats are blessings, so good fortune and longevity.

Soon the door was opened from the inside, and an old man about 60 years old appeared in front of him.

"Third Grandpa, I'm here!" Fang Yu looked at the old man in front of him and greeted him very respectfully.

"So it's Xiaoyu! Didn't your mother come with you?" The old man opened the door halfway to let Fang Yu in.

"No, I came here by myself. The third grandpa will trouble you again this time!" Fang Yu entered the yard, took the initiative to support the old man's hand and walked towards the house.

Walking forward for dozens of steps, there is a hollowed-out moon hole shadow wall with fish scale patterns in front of you. After passing through the shadow wall, the scene in front of you has undergone a huge change.

A boxy traditional Soviet-style courtyard is presented in front of everyone.

Surrounded by old Soviet-style houses, blue bricks and gray tiles, cornices and brackets.

In the middle of the open courtyard dam, the flowing water on the rockery continuously flows into a small pond with the pattern of Tai Chi Yin Yang fish.

In the pond, several small red carp swim leisurely in it.

There is a tall sycamore tree next to the pond, a perfectly trimmed sycamore tree, which is pleasing to the eye.

Under the sycamore tree stands an old-fashioned large water tank painted with colorful patterns...

A quiet and quiet atmosphere rushed over directly.

"Tell me! What is this old man doing when you come to me this time?"

The third grandfather is called Liang Jingyong, the third uncle of his mother Liang Jing, and also an out-and-out craftsman.

"Third Grandpa, the few clothes you made for me before probably have to be changed a little bit. Look, I've grown taller recently!" Fang Yu said a little embarrassedly.

"Yeah!" The third grandfather looked Fang Yu up and down, and he had indeed grown taller, and his figure had also become well-proportioned.

"Well, come in with me, and I'll measure you again to see how you want to change your clothes?" With Fang Yu's support, Third Grandpa opened the door of the westernmost room.

What caught the eye was a small workshop with all the necessary facilities.

On the hangers in the room, there are still a few clothes.

There are cheongsams and Kunqu opera costumes.

My third grandfather is an old fan of Kunqu Opera. Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer young people who can calm down and listen to Kunqu Opera over the years.

After all, in today's noisy and flashy city, young people prefer those fresh meat that are drafted out of the same hospital.

For these old cultures, it is always considered that they are dross and backward and should be eliminated by society.

Just when Fang Yu was full of thoughts, the third grandfather came over with an old-fashioned cloth ruler.

"Open your arms!" The third grandfather said and began to record Fang Yu's measurements.

Soon all the data was recorded, and the third grandfather patted Xia Yu's chest muscles twice with his hands.

"Not bad, Xiaoyu, your figure is really the golden ratio. In the words of young people today, it is a male dog waist mermaid line! With your figure, I don't know how many girls will be fascinated by you in the future." You're obsessed with three orifices." The third grandfather looked at Fang Yu with a mischievous face.

Fang Yu scratched his head in embarrassment, he had to know that he still looked like an otaku before yesterday.

Being able to have today's figure is completely caused by systematic physical transformation.

I didn't expect that it was just a systematic transformation, and all the indicators of my body had reached perfection.

"Third Grandpa, you know how to laugh at me!" Fang Yu said embarrassedly.

"Okay, okay! I'm at the old man's place at noon, don't walk for a while and accompany the old man to pick some tea on the mountain." The third grandfather said with a smile.

"It's getting late for the third grandpa, or we should hurry to the mountain, if it's past nine o'clock, the tea leaves picked will probably be gone." Fang Yu hastily took out a bamboo basket from another room Start walking out with tools.

Third Grandpa was already standing at the door waiting.

Fifteen minutes later, the third grandpa was sitting under the pergola drinking tea leisurely, bragging with a few old friends.

And Fang Yu was working in the tea garden at this time.

The tea picking is also very particular, because it is their own tea garden, and the tea is also drunk by themselves.

Therefore, each tea tree only takes the fresh shoots and the three leaves.

Most of the tea sold outside doesn't care about this, and generally the top dozens of tea leaves are all picked up at one time.

Then after going down the mountain, it is dried by machine and then sorted. It is the first-class and special-grade products on the market.

In fact, it’s not easy to say. Now there are some big brands of tea, so to speak, they are just the leaves of tea trees.

Fang Yu shuttled quickly among the tea forests, without stopping the movements of his hands, picking off the top part of the buds of each tea tree like a dragonfly.

Half an hour later, Fang Yu had already picked a basket full of tea leaves, and at this time, a little sweat appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)