Liao Xuebing said intimately: "Is the old boy a brain nerve necrosis? Or Alzheimer's disease? No matter he, remember Teacher Su's teachings, he asked me and answered me, didn't ask me or answer, and didn't take the initiative to speak." With a slap in his left hand, the Heshui brand soft box cigarette in his shirt pocket jumped out as if it was loaded with a spring, and caught it lightly. The two fingers circled in an extremely fast circle, covered it and sealed the plastic film into a ball, and flew away from the cigarette box.

I went to a small trash can in the coffee table. The silver foil brush was raised, and a cigarette popped up. My lips opened and closed, and I had already held the cigarette in my mouth. When my right hand shook, a kerosene lighter with a flame suddenly appeared in my palm, which was originally empty, and it was lit on the cigarette butt. The whole movement was flowing, smooth and free, and it was pleasing to the eye. - If you want to be cool, no one in Zhonghai City can compare to the boss of the Speed ​​Party.

There was already a cold sweat dripping on Su Delun's forehead and he thought to himself: "Is this young man a teacher in the school teaching acrobatics class?" But he was always a guest, so he was hard to speak. He quietly moved the ashtray placed in front of him half an inch in the direction of him, which was a sign.

Liao Xuebing never knew what he was polite. After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, he dusted his middle finger and a ball of ashes with sparks crossed 80 cm apart and fell into the ashtray and spread out without spilling a little.

If he is really Bingyundi's boyfriend, it would be a bit unreasonable. First, he is rude. After sitting with his girlfriend's father for so long, he didn't take the initiative to find topics, which means that his personality is gloomy, or he can be said to be stupid, and lacks social experience, and he may not be promoted in his life. Bingyun is probably going to suffer when he is with him. Second, smoking, he has such bad habits at a young age, and he is skilled in smoking to the level of a master's level. I guess he is a short-lived ghost. Third, from the perspective of drinking tea, it seems that he lacks tutors. It seems that he was born in a poor family. Maybe the clothes he had to pay for buying land by Bingyun. Can men rely on women to make money to buy land?

Su Delun finally couldn't bear it and asked, "Teacher Liao, may I ask your surname?"

...Isn't this the most typical nonsense? Su Delun was in a mess and didn't care. After saying that, he wanted to slap himself.

Old Liao didn't even hear it. Keeping in mind the three major disciplines and eight principles of attention, in order not to lose face, we should show respect for her parents, rub it, stand up like a spring, and droop your hands tightly against your thighs. Then he bent down and bowed respectfully, saying respectfully: "Mr. Su, my surname is Liao. The character Guang is three-lettered Liao, Liao Xuebing."

Such a huge reaction surprised Su Delun and thought to himself, "Is this young man less stubborn?" He still didn't go to see him formally, and asked again, "Xiao Liao, which subject do you teach in school?"

"Chinese, Chinese, senior high school senior Chinese."

Su Delun pretended not to care on the surface, but actually cared very much in his heart. With the reflection of the glass coffee table, he always looked at the other person's figure, appearance, expressions, clothes, and even secretly identified the smell of smoke through his nose. What brand is the smoking place? He calculated the other person's identity and age. "Xiao Liao was in school and had a lot of effort to take care of you."

It should be, it should be." Lao Liao answers questions and strives to be polite.

"Take care" Yunyun is just a politeness. He took it for granted, as if taking care of Su Bingyun was his own duty and his own mission, which made Su Delun slightly displeased: "I don't say that even if you are Bingyun's boyfriend, if you want to get along for a long time, what's the point of giving me?" - In fact, in Su Delun's heart, Lao Liao's casual and perfunctory tone had been infinitely amplified.

After a brief conversation, Su Delun did not get any useful information, and Liao Xuebing failed to please his father-in-law. The two began to remain silent for a long time again.

Su Bingyun was always worried and stretched out his head from the kitchen several times to inquire. Seeing the two sitting upright, like two solidified sculptures, people in the countryside would think they were suffering from nerve paralysis.

I hurriedly washed the ginger and cut it into shreds, and put it on the cutting board, "Mom, I'll go and add tea."

Deng Ruiqi also found it incredible. Apart from the sound of the TV in the living room, he almost never heard the two talk. No matter whether it was a boyfriend of his daughter or not, this was not the way Su family treated the guests. "Go and greet the guests and ask your father to talk to them more."

"Um."

Su Bingyun walked out of the kitchen and saw that the expressions of the two were like clay sculptures. He poured tea for them half an hour ago. Until now, he still has not changed. He even had no movement in the seat position. There were a few cigarette butts in the ashtray, and the TV was still an advertisement on the China Overseas News Channel. He thought to himself: "Dad is really a place. People come from afar, so how many words are you saying."

When Su Delun saw that his daughter wanted to make tea in a glass cup again, "Bingyun, go to the study and take out my Yixing purple clay tea set."

The purple clay teapot was a piece of antique he had treasured for many years and never showed it to others easily. He only took out tea when the distinguished guest came to the door. Su Bingyun only said that his father attached great importance to Liao Xuebing, and was happy and smiled and said, "Good place." He ran to the study excitedly.

In fact, Su Delun wants the other party to see his own taste. With your posture of drinking tea in Liao Xuebing, you may be afraid

I'm afraid that I only drink tap water? If I feel that it's not worthy of my Bingyun, it's better to get out as soon as possible.

After a long time, the purple clay teapot will inevitably have a strange smell. After blanching it with boiling water several times, it will be placed on the coffee table with a few scattered heat.

Su Delun waved his daughter without any trouble and waved his hand, "Go to the kitchen and see how the food is being cooked."

This set of purple clay tea set is dark brown, the body of the pot is round, the spout is slightly raised, the handle has a small hook that is easy to grasp, the lid of the pot is in the shape of a melon stem, the whole is a large eggplant, reflecting soft light, and the body of the pot is "imitated in the Dongling style, filling the fragrance of snow and holes" without any meaning. There are delicate leaves on the handle, which are vivid, making the shape of the eggplant more vivid, vivid, and lively, as if it is a thriving plant.

Su Delun's face is very beautiful. This antique tea set art has a very high collection value. If it weren't for posing in front of his daughter's first boyfriend, he wouldn't have taken it out. He smiled and said, "Xiao Liao, come here like his own home. Don't be restrained. What kind of tea do you want to drink?"

Liao Xuebing changed his mind and knew what his father-in-law had. He thought, "Can you put it on the show in front of your son-in-law?" His eyes focused on the TV-based kidney platinum advertisement, and did not look at the purple clay pot at once. "Mr. Su, if there is Guanyin in Anxi subway, it would be great."

Since Su Delun has a purple clay teapot, he will definitely be artistic and elegant. There are many kinds of tea leaves in his home. The best Tieguanyin produced in Anxi with exquisite iron boxes is more than 1,400 yuan per catty. After buying it for two years, he still can't unseal it. I thought you have a big appetite and you want to drink the best place. However, you have already said that you can't refuse. While regretting, you took out the Tieguanyin and opened it, weighed out dozens of grains and put it into the purple clay teapot, and then washed it with boiling water.

The tea was ready soon. Su Delun reached out to signal, and Liao Xuebing drank it in one sip. He waited for the other party's eyes to shine and then shouted loudly, but the water in the teapot was cold and he didn't hear a sound. Liao Xuebing sat in a regular manner, looking ahead, neither saying good nor saying bad, as if he was drinking just boiled water.

Su Delun wanted to calm his emotions. Anyone who had a smug treasure would always show off. He was not a master of the world and was inevitably as enthusiastic as an ordinary person. He poured a cup of drinks, and his daughter was stupid and still didn't say anything. He couldn't help asking, "Xiao Liao, how do you feel?"

Oh, very good, very good, very good, okay." At this moment, even a fool could hear Liao Xuebing's words casually perfunctory.

Su Delun was angry. Do you have this attitude? He said: "It seems that Xiao Liao has some experience with the tea ceremony. How about my purple clay teapot?" His tone focused on the three words "pure clay teapot". Then he thought: "You don't have any tutors, so I can't tell the name. Bingyun and such a person seem to have been a bit of a waste."

Liao Xuebing still didn't watch his purple clay pot as a treasure. He watched TV, but he answered honestly: "This set of eggpots is simple and vivid in shape. One big, two small and three leaves are lifelike. The texture and veins of the leaves are revealed. The body of the pot is luster. It is obviously soaked in tea all year round. It also has the characteristics of "color, fragrance and smell". You don't need tea. Just brew a pot of boiled water and the tea fragrance will immediately overflow. After making tea, the summer months will not be bad. It is the best, and it is really the best.

. According to the above poems and style, it should be made by Chen Mingyuan, a master of purple clay teapot in the early Qing Dynasty. If I guess correctly, the bottom of the pot should be the engraved regular script 'Mingyuan'. Inside the lid, "'Chen Mingyuan' is a square seal in seal script. Master Chen is good at piled flowers and clay, and his handicraft is extraordinary. He is often expressed in the shape of fruits and vegetables. It is very interesting. This set of eggplant pot is one of his representative works after his style is mature. It is hard to find a lot of gold. Mr. Su has a purple clay teapot in Chen Mingyuan, which is really rare."

The tone is smooth and natural, straight and straight without emotion, and the pronunciation is clear and unpulled, it sounds like an endorsement.

Su Delun gritted his teeth and did not open his mouth into an "o" shape. His heart was overwhelming and unstable. He had never seen this guy look at the purple clay teapot once, but he was very clear about his style, characteristics, advantages, and origin. It seemed that he was hit by an iron plate, and this was not a big deal.

After all, he was unwilling to accept it, so he smiled and said, "Xiao Liao is very proficient in tea ceremony. So, according to your opinion, how should you make tea in a purple clay pot?"

Liao Xuebing adhered to the principle of bowing his head and said humbly: "Wash the cup, put the tea, brew, pour the tea, distinguish the color, smell the fragrance, and then drink the tea."
Chapter completed!