Wang Yajun: Life is like tea, floating and heavy

Liu Xueyan (Jinniu District)

Wang Yajun, Qionglai Ran Yiren, 70 years later. Shenfu tea industry for decades, his "Yajun Ganlu", in 2013 won the second "Ming Zhan Strait City" tea fighting competition in western China green tea category gold medal. In 2015, "Yajun Ganlu" won the honor of "Green Tea King" through the network selection.

In this life, Wang Yajun is destined to be accompanied by tea. When he was 15 years old, he did not enter high school, and his father said to him: "There is no way out of the sky." If you don't want to read, learn tea with me. He buried his head and didn't say a word for half a day.

His family has 8 small green tile rooms, the largest one is his father's stir-fried tea room. Fresh tea leaves, in a large iron pot, were rubbed back and forth by my father's thickly calloused hands... Wang Yajun looked at it and thought, "I don't want to live such a life." ”

One day, when Wang Yajun was cleaning up his room, he pulled out a yellowed line-bound book from the bottom of his old wardrobe. "What kind of book is this?" He opened it and read it, only to realize that it was a book about tea.

The opening chapter is about the origin of tea, and the more Wang Yajun reads it, the more interesting it is. When he read the chapter "The Long Tea Ceremony", he couldn't help but think of the scene of his childhood: his father held his hand and walked on the Tea Horse Ancient Road riding Dragon Mountain. On the side of the ancient road, there was a puddle, and the pit water was clear to the bottom, and his father said to him: "This water is good water for making tea." Take a sip and the water is sweet. "He took a sip and it was really sweet...

A few days later, the book was finished by Wang Yajun. He slipped into the stir-frying room, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Dad, you teach me." His father did not stop the work he was doing, and asked with a smile: "Figured it out?" Wang Yajun nodded fiercely.

After that, his father began to teach him to read and stir-fry tea by hand... To make flower tea, there is a process of "flowering", which is to add fresh jasmine flowers to the stir-fried green tea, so that the floral fragrance naturally integrates into the tea. Among them, the "seven-fold mention" method has just the right control over temperature and time. The temperature is too high, the heat dissipation is impermeable, and the aroma of the tea produced is not pure. The temperature is too low, and it is not conducive to the absorption of floral fragrance, and the tea produced is not fragrant enough. Wang Yajun studied for a long time, and he did not learn his father's craft. He thought about it and finally came up with a scientific method - measuring with a thermometer... Kung Fu paid off, and half a year later, Wang Yajun's feel was as accurate as a thermometer. The tea he brewed and the tea customers who tasted it were full of praise.

At the age of 20, Wang Yajun went out alone for the first time to collect Mao tea. The dilapidated bus took him to the town of Lingguan in Baoxing. After getting out of the car, I asked an old man on the road about the destination, and the old man pointed to the long stone road and said, "You follow this road, and when you walk to no road, there is a river, there is a mountain on the opposite side of the river, and you will climb to the top of the mountain." Wang Yajun looked up at the distant and gloomy sky, sat on the edge of the street, lit a cigarette and smoked it, and his heart began to retreat. When he thought that his father was old and frail, he had to carry a heavy burden for him, so he threw away his cigarette butt and got up to move forward. Sure enough, at the end of the cobblestone road, there is a river, the river surface is not wide, but the water is turbulent. The ferryman held up the raft.

"Brother stand firm, you are here to collect tea!" The ferryman asked. Wang Yajun was surprised: "How do you know?" ”

"I have been here for more than ten years, and I know all the families on the mountain, and there are many old tea trees on this mountain, and the hair leaves are too good to say." The people who sat on my raft up the mountain came for this good tea. As soon as the ferryman's voice fell, a prodigal son came, and Wang Yajun's body shook a few times, almost losing his balance and falling into the water.

After getting off the bamboo raft, Wang Yajun climbed up the mountain road, full of camellia trees, empty all around, birds singing constantly, and sometimes strange sounds came from not far away. Wang Yajun was a little scared. He had the courage to climb to the top of the mountain, and saw a bright light, and it was completely dark... Three days later, he returned home exhausted with the Mao tea he had received.

Good hairy leaves, coupled with good craftsmanship, the fried tea is not worried about selling. It was raining and raining, and no vendors came to collect tea for several days. Looking at the unsalable tea leaves, my father's face became as gloomy as the sky. Wang Yajun decided to take his tea out of Ran Yi and maybe sell it for a better price. So, he bought a second-hand "Qianjiang brand" motorcycle, and he set off with his dream. When riding up the country road, he looked back, and his father was still standing in front of the house, looking at him from a distance...

This time, he knew how vast the outside world was. Ups and downs, working hard year after year, I don't know how much suffering I have suffered, how much sweat I have shed, before I broke out of a road. Today, he has his own "Yajun Tea Industry" in Chengdu Strait Tea City.

With Wang Yajun tasting tea and discussing tea, one of his favorite sentences is: "Life is like tea, sinking and taste, floating and flavoring." ”

【Source: Chengdu Daily】

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