Chapter 9 Chapter 8: Liao's second child

After making the decision, Zhao Shuai and I thought a lot about how to implement it.When Li Xiuzhu heard that we were going to follow, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. She didn't ask me why I went to Menghai, but asked Zhao Shuai why I followed.Zhao Shuai was indeed handsome and handsome, and any woman would be fascinated when she saw him, but Li Xiuzhu dismissed him.It may be that Li Xiuzhu has been a lady for some years, so she has a feeling of disgust towards handsome and rich men, and Zhao Shuai's charm has no effect on her. I haven't told Li Xiuzhu the purpose of going to Menghai. She only knows that my grandfather worked in the Fohai tea factory, but she doesn't know about his adventures in the Yaozhai.I'm not worried that Li Xiuzhu will take a share of the pie, but she sees me like Confucius and Lao Tzu, and I can't bear to destroy her vision and let her be disappointed in life.I thought about it for a while, and lied cheekily, saying that I went to Menghai to see the demon house, because my grandfather lost an ancestral jade pendant in the house, and now I want to get it back.

Li Xiuzhu didn't have any doubts about my words. She assured me that Yupei was definitely still in the house, because no one dared to approach that house.I was relieved after hearing this, because I had been worried that the golden box would have been taken away long ago, and it seems that the legend of the demon house has played a protective role.As for why Zhao Shuai followed, I only said that Zhao Shuai was traveling to see the folk customs and mountain scenery.Li Xiuzhu snorted coldly, and bluntly said that Zhao Shuai is a useless playboy, if he didn't have the family property left by Lao Tzu, he wouldn't be a fart.

Looking at the situation, I already felt a faint headache. Maybe Li Xiuzhu and Zhao Shuai started arguing before they arrived in Yunnan.A week later, the three of us headed south, boldly taking the train to Kunming. The green leather train departed from Beijing. It was summer, and the weather was extremely hot. The mood of the passengers was extremely bad, and quarrels easily occurred.I, Zhao Shuai and Li Xiuzhu squeezed into a corner, too lazy to pay attention to other people, and didn't want to say a word.The radio on the train kept playing "We are walking on the road", and I was drowsy. Who knew there was a fight on the train.The whole carriage seemed to be blown up, and the police did not know where to go, and no one cared at all.

Once the fight started, it was out of control, and it never stopped along the way. This gang stopped fighting that gang, and I will appear on the stage after you sing.Any word, any action, or even any look may become the fuse of a bad fight.However, that was still in the initial stage. Everyone just added fists together, and generally did not resort to other equipment, and no one would hack randomly with knives and axes.It's unbelievable, I don't know why everyone is fighting, anyway, they are very grumpy, and no one will let each other. We huddled in a corner, hoping to get to Kunming quickly, but the trains back then were not as fast as they are now, and it took four days and four nights to get there.On the third day, everyone may be hungry and tired, and there will be much less fighting.I was leaning against the window to breathe, my mind was full of things from my childhood, and just as I was lost in thought, a person squeezed towards me.That person looked like a mouse, and he was not a good thing at first glance. I hurriedly told Li Xiuzhu and Zhao Shuai to cover their wallets tightly.But the more I looked at it, the more something was wrong. When the man approached, I recognized him as Liao Fugui, who I met once in the Qingdao water prison.Liao Fugui's eyes are sharp, and he spotted us from a long distance away. Seeing his playful smile, he must have no good intentions.I turned my face away instinctively, trying to avoid this catastrophe, but Liao Fugui didn't know what to do, so he insisted on killing me.

"Brother Lu, it's me, Liao Fugui!" A hoarse voice entered his ears. Seeing that I couldn't hide, I turned my head around and said hypocritically, "Oh, Brother Liao, why did I meet you here?" When Zhao Shuai saw Liao Fugui, he became angry. He blamed the people who participated in the tea war for the collapse of the Zhao family, so he had a personal hatred for Liao Fugui.But Liao Fugui's enthusiasm was exaggerated, ignoring Zhao Shuai's glaring, and instead got close to us.This kind of person's natural egoism is not beneficial to him, and he will not show enthusiasm, so I wondered curiously, what does Liao Fugui want to do?We don't have much money on us, so what can he take advantage of? Maybe it's because this old man has special hobbies, like handsome guys.

Liao Fugui said sincerely with his eyes: "Call me Liao's second child, they all call me that, because I am the second child in the family." In fact, taking a train is different from taking a plane or a car, because the train takes a long time, for several days and nights, and even strangers will chat all over the place when they sit down all the way, and our conversation is not very blunt.Seeing that Li Xiuzhu and Zhao Shuai were silent, I asked to avoid embarrassment, "Then... Liao Er Er, are you going to Kunming?" "Yes, you too, right? I only saw you for a while in Qingdao that day, but I can see that you know the tea ceremony quite well. Do you also want to go to Yunnan to find good tea?" Liao Er Er asked with narrowed eyes.

"Ah?" I asked suspiciously, "What tea, we don't sell tea." "Okay, okay, I don't ask." Liao's second son lowered his voice, "Do you want to keep it a secret? Let me tell you, almost all the people in this carriage have the same purpose, so don't hide it." I was stunned when I heard it. For what purpose? Is it possible that a carload of people are all going to the Fohai Demon House to find the golden box?Fuck you, isn't this operation a secret, even Li Xiuzhu doesn't know, how did this car of bastards know?Even if the gold box is as big as a train carriage, if there are so many people sharing it equally, no matter how big it is, it won't be enough.But after thinking about it, this group of passengers must not know about the golden box, but why can a car of people go to Kunming? Is there a war in Yunnan?

Liao's second child stared at me with a smile on his face. Seeing that I refused to let go, he asked bluntly if we were going to participate in this winter's Northern Tea Battle.When I was in Malaysia, because of my grandfather, I often met some tea masters and saw a large-scale tea war. However, after returning to China, except for the accident in Qingdao, I never saw a tea war again.Therefore, I shook my head to Liao Lao Er, saying that I was there to see the scenery and had nothing to do with Ming Zhan. But out of curiosity, I still asked Liao Erer what happened to the Northern Tea War he was talking about.I learned from Liao Erer's mouth that China is about to hold a tea war, the scale of which is unprecedented.Firstly, the counties and cities will make a final selection, and then the provinces will be selected. With the Yangtze River as the line, the north and the south will be separated, and the tea battle will be held separately. Finally, the masters selected from the north and the south will face off to get three winners. The strongest tea person.This time the tea war was not just a matter of idleness. The three selected tea masters were going to Malaysia to represent China to fight tea with masters from Southeast Asian countries, and then went to England to compete for the title of tea king.

I was stunned to hear that this scale is really big, bigger than what I saw in Malaysia when I was a child. After all, it is rare to see cross-border and cross-continent tea battles.According to Liao Laoer, it took two years for China to start the tea war alone. This year, that is, in the winter of 1995, the southern and northern tea wars were held separately, and then the north and south fought in the spring of the second year. "Why is it so huge? Does the government agree? Isn't it an illegal organization?" I asked suspiciously. Liao Er didn't take it seriously: "Can you disagree? We are trying to win glory for our country, and we don't spend half of the government's money. We rely on our own ability!"

"Then are you qualified to participate in the tea war in the north?" I asked lazily, thinking that this grandson must have lost. Who knew that Liao Lao Er replied arrogantly: "Of course, I am one of the four representatives of Qingdao. This time I am going south to find the best tea. Shandong will have a battle between the cities in two months. Don't mention me. The people in this cart are all tea masters, and they are all scrambling to find tea. Why do you think they fought just now? It is said that since ancient times, literati have looked down on each other, but in fact tea masters are the same, everyone thinks they are the most powerful."

"Ming Zhan is a nice name. To put it bluntly, isn't it just fighting tea? Is it worth the effort?" I asked in surprise. "It seems you don't know?" Liao Er was very surprised, he said, "Don't you know about the last tea king?" I was completely stunned. At this moment, Li Xiuzhu and Zhao Shuai pricked up their ears, although they still refused to speak.I was also intrigued by Liao Laoer. I didn't expect that there was a tea king among the tea people, just like the martial arts leader in Jin Yong's novel.It turned out that the last tea king was called Yang Chengshan, but he disappeared suddenly in 1940.Since then, there has been no recognized candidate for the tea king, and tea has gradually flowed from China all over the world. Some foreigners know more about tea ceremony than Chinese.It is said that the tea king has a book of tea handed down from generation to generation. That book of tea was not written by Lu Yu, but a fragment of the book of tea. When I heard this, my whole body boiled. Could it be that the fragmented book of tea mentioned by Liao Laoer is the one on me. He said that the tea king called Yangcheng Mountain disappeared in 1940. Could it be the tongue-cut one that my grandfather met? man?I, and even my grandfather thought that the incomplete tea book was torn up by that man, or by Yang Chengshan, but now listening to Liao Laoer, could it be that the incomplete tea book was the incomplete copy in the first place? Liao Laoer stared at me intently, as if piercing my mind, and made me feel chilly.At this time, Zhao Shuai was so engrossed that he forgot his hatred and asked Liao Er Er, since Yang Chengshan was the king of tea, where did he originally live?Regardless of previous suspicions, Liao Laoer told Zhao Shuai that he didn't know where Yangcheng Mountain was from. He only knew that the tea king had always lived in the Tea King Valley, and the Tea King Valley was in Junshan in Changzhou, Jiangsu. "Why is the Tea King in Changzhou, Jiangsu? Why not in Beijing? At least Beijing has a bit more style." I asked disappointedly. "You brat, really don't understand?" Liao Laoer frowned and said, "It is said that the first tea king belonged to the Tang Dynasty, and the tribute tea of ​​the Tang Dynasty——Yangxian tea was produced in Junshan (also called Tanggongshan) ), that is, Changzhou. Even though the place is not well-known, in the eyes of our tea people, it is a holy mountain, much better than the Himalayas or the Alps.” "Then why don't you go to the Tea King Valley to find the Tea King? How do you know he's missing? Maybe he's still lying in the valley." I scratched my head and asked. Liao Er Er seemed shocked by my question, but in fact, since he approached us from the very beginning, I felt something was wrong.It is reasonable to say that we have no money and no power, and people like Liao's second son who are in a position to be in power will not pay attention to us, but he has said so much, it is estimated that he will not waste his words.Li Xiuzhu even whispered in my ear, saying that Liao's second child must be playing tricks, she may not be able to see women correctly, but she is sure when she sees men.Gradually, I suspected that Liao Laoer might have known that I had a fragment of the tea book on me, and he wanted to steal it and keep it for himself. However, Liao Lao Er still talked about Dashan without changing his face, and there was a strange light in his eyes.Just as the train pulled out of the dark tunnel, Lao Er Liao told the story of the tea king, and the three of us were dumbfounded by what happened next.