In the early morning, the aroma of tea wafts through the living room and spreads to every corner of the house with the wind.
The scholar who loved tea could not help but open his eyes. He gently pushed open the door of the study in the form of a spirit and floated all the way to the living room.
“ Tea is precious white in color…Tea has a true fragrance…Tea tastes sweet and smooth…”
In the bright living room, a girl in a white accordion shirt and a dark pleated skirt was leaning over a cup of hot tea on the table, holding an ancient book in her hand and muttering to herself.
She had delicate features, and her shoulder-length curly hair was like a piece of brown candy, draped neatly over her shoulders. She was at an age when she loved beauty, and her eyebrows and nails were carefully trimmed. From a distance, she looked like a very delicate and beautiful girl.
What doesn't match her age is the scroll of "Tea Records" in her hand. This is the work of Cai Xiang, a famous calligrapher in the Northern Song Dynasty. Although it is very old, it is a very important monograph on tea studies.
It is rare that Lu Jiayi, while enjoying time and space travel, also puts time into learning the tea ceremony.
"The Song Dynasty was the dynasty that brought the tea ceremony to its peak. If you're interested, I can take you there." Lu Yu leaned against the wall and observed Lu Jiayi's "homework" for a while, then suddenly spoke.
Lu Jiayi was startled and turned around abruptly. Seeing Lu Yu's calm and composed appearance, she rudely accused him, "You know that scaring others can kill them? Besides, you are not even considered a 'human'! If I really get scared to death, you will never find anyone willing to run errands for you again!"
"Stop talking nonsense. Do you want to go?" Lu Yu's beautiful eyes turned, and a cold light flashed in the depths of her eyes.
Lu Jiayi was a little bit unconvinced and asked suspiciously : "You plan to send me to the Song Dynasty to learn the tea ceremony? Would you be so kind?"
Lu Yu chuckled and shook his head, his lazy eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot: "Little fool, I took the initiative to send you to the Song Dynasty to study, of course, because your mission is also in that era."
Lu Jiayi clenched her fists, her pretty face wrinkled, and she suppressed her anger and growled:
"I knew it would be like this!"
"No one will die in this mission, right?" Lu Jiayi seemed to remember something and felt a little scared. She asked repeatedly, "Also, in the Song Dynasty, everyone from the emperor to the common people loved tea. Should make any preparations in advance to avoid looking like a fool?"
Lu Yu smiled again. He floated gently in front of Lu Jiayi, staring at her with his clear eyes.
"Like you, I can only see the ending of history, but I cannot know the process of the story. What happened in the past still needs to be witnessed with your own eyes and felt with your heart."
Lu Jiayi hung her head in frustration and said helplessly, "Then we can only take it one step at a time!"
"Let me know when you're ready." Lu Yu's voice came faintly from above his head, "This time, you will meet the author of Tea Records."
“I am also looking forward to the stories about his youth.”