Vol 5 Chapter 150: Refuse

"Then I'm not welcome." Wu Zhuangzhu smiled and picked up the tea.

"Well, good tea." After taking a sip, Village Master Wu exclaimed again and again.

Lin Yun also picked up tea.

After the tea soup, Lin Yun also felt a stream of heat irrigate his whole body, as if every cell in his body was relaxed, and his brain felt a kind of enlightenment.

Lin Yun has drunk a lot of good tea before, but he has never drunk such a great tea!

The old man Dong Jian laughed and said: "Old Wu, you are also a coincidence. I haven't made such a good tea for a long time. This batch of tea is definitely a treasure!"

"Haha, the tea that can be left by you is indispensable. You are paranoid in doing things. What's more, tea is another lifeblood besides your kendo. The tea you are not satisfied with has long been lost by you." Wu Zhuang The Lord smiled.

"Good tea not only has extremely high requirements for soil and climate, but also has high requirements for rainfall, weather, light, day and night temperature difference environment, etc. Every link wants to be perfect, but encounters are not possible." Dong Jian said.

Dong Jian continued: "Even if all of this is achieved, fried tea is also very important. However, if there is an inaccuracy in the ignition, it will ruin the tea. What I pursue is perfection. I will abandon it even if the link is a little bit worse. I have worked hard for it before."

"The many teas you throw away are already the best among teas. Even if they have a slight flaw, they are enough to be sought after, but unfortunately you have to throw them away, even if you give them to me. I don’t think those teas are not perfect. "The Master Wu sighed.

"Old Wu, it's not that I am stingy and unwilling to give you away, but as long as there is a ring of tea from my own hands, and it does not meet my heart's requirements, I will not let it be drunk and must be destroyed! The tea leaves that come out have reached the standard in my mind in every ring. I will give you some when you leave." Dong Jian said.

"Haha, then I will thank you first." Wu Zhuangzhu said with a smile.

When Lin Yun heard their chat, he was a little shocked at this senior Dong Jian.

Its paranoia and pursuit of perfection surprised Lin Yun.

He can be so paranoid in the pursuit of perfection in tea, Lin Yun believes that he has studied kendo for hundreds of thousands of years, then it must not be easy!

"Old Wu, if you just want to come to tell me about the past, you will only come alone. This time, you also brought this little brother named Lin Yun to me, presumably... something is going on?" Dong Jian looked at Lin Yun. There was a smile on his face.

"Brother Dong, I am mainly here to tell you about the old. Of course, I brought little friend Lin Yun and Lin Yun, and there is indeed something. Little friend Lin Yun is a swordsman, so I want to trouble Brother Dong. Give some pointers to little friend Lin Yun." Zhuang Master Wu said.

When the old man Dong Jian heard this, the smile on his face suddenly stopped.

"Old Wu, you know, I generally don’t accept disciples. Over the years, many people have wanted to worship my sect, even some big families and big forces have sent talents who practice swords under the sect over to apprentices. I all refused." Dong Jian solemnly said.

Dong Jian continued: “For me, I have to spend enough time on my own research and grow tea. I don’t have so much time to teach others and I don’t want to waste energy. I also like quietness. So far, I A total of four disciples have been accepted, and now there is only one disciple named Xiao Nuo by his side."

If Dong Jian were willing to open the mountain gate to accept disciples, he would already have many people here.

"Haha, how can I know this? Brother Dong, you may have misunderstood what I mean. I don't want you to accept him as a disciple. I just take advantage of today's time and you can point him to him." Zhuangzhu Wu laughed Said.

"A day's guidance will not have much effect. You know what I do. I either don't do it or do it well. Let me just give pointers. This is not in line with my style." Dong Jian said.

"This..." Wu Zhuangzhu smiled awkwardly.

Dong Jian poured himself a cup of tea. After taking a sip, he slowly said: "Old Wu, you and I are old friends. Since you are here, I can't help but give you face, so let me be a kid. Connaught, give pointers to his swordsmanship."

"Xiao Nuo?" Village Master Wu was startled.

Even Lin Yun was startled, although Lin Yun was looking forward to letting Senior Dong Jian give pointers.

But let this kind of apprentice, who is the same generation as Lin Yun, come and give advice to Lin Yun...