"The fourth hand should be Chen Mingyuan's eggplant pot. The shape is inspired by the ripe eggplant on the branches. The eggplant stems are used as the buttons. They are vivid and interesting, with a full temperament. The tension is handled between the desire to be broken or not. The flow and the handle are natural and smooth, and the movement is the same. The surface of the pot fully demonstrates the various superior properties of purple clay, with a dull and simple color, like amethyst deep, and like ancient jade warm."

"If you want to achieve a high artistic expression, you must use the best grade purple egg white! The particles contained in the clay are large and loose, the body of the instrument is obviously a double pore structure, and the air convection is smooth. Over time, it gradually reveals its sharpness, and the development changes are very large. It is the best equipment for raising pots."

Wen Yiming commented on the first four pots in a row, each of which was a great masterpiece, with nearly ten million worth of goods. Finally, he looked at the fifth one and was shocked and said in surprise: "Is this... a pot?"

"Tycoon Shao's picking up a pot!"

Before Yan Sihai could speak, Ling Tiancheng next to him enviously said: "The YiX County Chronicle mentioned that there is a pot, "A pot of a thousand gold is almost unavailable." This pot of a pot of a thousand gold can be said to be priceless and can be called the king of pots!"

Wen Yiming carefully held up the pot. The so-called "Duo" is just a unique pot shape in the shape of the purple clay teapot. The shape seems to pile up many spherical and hemispherical shapes together, because it means stacking in Chinese.

It is the image spokesperson in the purple clay pot. It is a general sketch, without engraving or drawing, and is shiny all over the body, round and simple. At first glance, it looks like the tender face of a shy child.

Shao Daheng, a master of the generation after Chen Mingyuan, was good at making pots for swinging, especially in making simple and simple shapes, such as scattered balls and antique pots, which were simple and solemn and extraordinary.

His pot power is even better than the ancients. His fish turns into dragon pots, stretching and spitting out, and is naturally beautiful. His works were regarded as treasures by tea lovers and collectors in the Qing Dynasty, and there is a saying that "a pot of money is almost impossible to obtain." It can be seen that his pot art was very famous at that time. There is currently a fish turn into dragon pot, and a bundle of bamboo pots on the dragon head is hidden in the Jinling Museum.

In "A Summary of Yixing Purple Clay Teapot Art", Gu Jingzhou said: "After decades of imitation, Shao Daheng's various translators can be regarded as the master of sand collection art, and a generation of delicate and complex styles. From the conciseness of his choice of mud, the profound aesthetics in shape, the perfect creation form, and the superb skills, they have won praises for a while and the high reputation has not been seen before or after.

"Is this the purple clay teapot that the outside world claims to be over 100 million?"

Yan Sihai finally saw Wen Yiming's surprised expression and laughed: "Someone once bought 100 million yuan, but I ignored it! This Daheng Shao is the treasure of Sihailou, and cannot be measured by money!"

Wen Yiming put the pot on the sea of ​​tea, gently stroked it with his hands, feeling the feeling of 100 million in his hands!

Yan Sihai looked at Wen Yiming and sighed: "My friend is really a master, I admire you very much!"

The old man said this sentence sincerely. In just half an hour, from charcoal, water, fire, to purple clay teapot, I heard it all, and it was clear at a glance, which made the tea ceremony master admire him and became a confidant!

The old man picked up the old iron kettle, opened the lids of the kettle, and injected hot water in turn. The fragrance of tea instantly spread, making people feel refreshed, and different tea fragrances came to his face.

Ling Tiancheng sighed a little, "Today is a blessing. I can taste the treasures that Mr. Yan has treasured for many years at one time. Each pot is full of spirituality and has a deep tea mountain. If the fragrance is not intoxicating, everyone will be drunk!"

He looked at the first Xishi pot, with a hint of green in the clear spring water, and guessed: "The first pot is the West Lake Longjing?"

Old Yan smiled without saying a word, gently used the lid of the pot to tug the tea leaves floating on the mouth of the pot, looked at Wen Yiming with his eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Shi Peak Dragon Well!"

Wen Yiming took a deep breath and smiled: "And it is a century-old brand of Shifeng brand, hand-fried, neat and as color as brown rice, with tender green leaves, evenly as flowers, elegant and high aroma, with a burst of orchid and bean fragrance in the grass, the best quality!"

Mr. Yan smiled slightly and nodded, "Four silver bottles locked jade, Guyu flag gun is the most famous. The green man tried the tea bowl, and the fragrance first came to the teeth."

"This is an ancient imperial tribute tea. The famous Longjing Yuqian tea has small leaves growing on the bud stalks, shaped like a colorful flag; the tea buds are slightly longer, like a gun, so they are called "flag gun". A pound of dry tea has about 30,000 to 40,000 tender buds, which are not easy to pick and bake, and the processing skills are very particular. Only 2 taels of fried per pot at a time are required, and the tea shape is "straight, flat, flat, and light."

Wen Yiming echoed: "The tea entry is limited to April 1st, and it is still pierced by human bones in the coldest month of March. The flag and gun have not yet emerged from the snow, and the talisman has already come out of the city."

Mr. Yan laughed and chatting with Wen Yiming was a great pleasure in life. He commented: "Just like Longjing tea, people in the Ming Dynasty thought this tea was mediocre. Yuan Hongdao commented: Although Longjingtou tea is fragrant, it is still used as a grassy spirit, and the tea tastes inferior to Huizhou Songluo Tea."

"But Longjing should be lucky. When he met Qianlong going to the south of the Yangtze River, he rested in the Hugong Temple at the Shizi Peak near Longjing Village. The monk brought a bowl of Longjing tea. Qianlong was already thirsty for tea during his journey. In addition, the temple was elegant and the drinking effect was naturally very good."

"After thinking about it, the tea is called Longjing, the mountain is called Shifeng, and there are 18 tea trees in front of the temple, all of which are auspicious signs. So the dragon was very happy and immediately spoke jade with golden mouths and sealed the 18 tea trees in front of the temple as "Imperial Tea".

Wen Yiming agreed: "In ancient times, tea was like a poor man. If he had a day to stand out, he had to strive to become a tribute tea, just like a poor man seeking fame and becoming an official. Once the emperor favored him, he would be the top tea prize. Otherwise, no matter how good the tea was, he would inevitably suffer grievances. No matter how high the knowledge of the poor man was, he would not be able to enter the officialdom if he did not succeed in the academic examination, and the ending was that he was old and dead. Therefore, there was a way in tea!"

Mr. Yan picked up the Xishi pot and gently helped Wen Yiming and Ling Tiancheng to fill it. In the white tea bowl, the soup was tender green and bright, and it was extremely elegant.

"please!"

Wen Yiming picked up the tea, first put it to his nose, took a deep breath, and the fragrance was leisurely, as if he was between the green grass, and the fragrance of shicca came, which made people feel refreshed.

After taking a sip, I couldn't help but sigh: "Sweet, fresh and mellow!"

"Yes, these four words!" Yan Sihai smiled and said, "The beauty of the Longjing of West Lake lies in the four words "Sweet and fresh mellow"!"

He picked up the tea and whispered: "The green and tender cannot fill the cage, and the clear and evening sky is easy."

Before Wen Yiming could speak this time, Ling Tiancheng took the lead: "Holding half a cup is light green, open a few pieces of light yellow! Isn't it culture to bully me?"

The three of them laughed. Old Yan picked up the second pot, opened the lid, put the tea leaves in it, and joked: "Since that's the case, please guess what kind of tea this pot is?"

"Hmph, underestimate people!"

Ling Tiancheng said dissatisfiedly: "Generally, tea is used to put tea first and then add water. There is only one type of tea, on the contrary, Dongting Biluochun, add water first and then add tea. This is the method of giving to the upper part!"

"Progress!" Mr. Yan nodded with satisfaction and said, "No, it's Biluochun, so why don't you tell me if it's before the split or before the rain?"

Ling Tiancheng frowned and suddenly had an idea: "A bud and a leaf, shaped like a sparrow tongue, white and bright slightly curled, the best-quality green snail spring before the rain!"

"Well, I have eyesight!" Old Yan nodded, helped the two of them fill their tea, picked up the tea cup, and continued to ask: "What brand?"

"This..." Ling Tiancheng frowned, tasted tea, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You are really embarrassed by me!"
Chapter completed!