Historical story of teapot, short story

Once upon a time, there was a rich man who liked tea very much. Anyone who comes to his house for tea, rich or poor, will be treated as long as he comes. One day, a beggar came, not begging but asking for tea. Seeing this, the servant hurried him into the house and poured him a cup of tea. The beggar looked at it and said, "Tea is no good." When the servant saw that he understood, he quickly changed the tea. He smelled it and said, "Tea is good, but water is bad. It is good that you need a place for spring water. " Knowing that he had some purpose, the servant took the spring water that had been reserved for a long time and then made tea. The beggar took a sip and said, "Water is good, but firewood is bad. The firewood should be in the shade, the sunny side is loose, and the shady side is good. " The servant quickly picked up firewood to prepare for cooking, and invited the host to go out. After the tea was served again, the host and the beggar each drank a cup. The beggar said, "Well, tea, water, firewood and fire are all ready this time, but there is no pot." The master said, "This is my best pot." The beggar took a pot from his pocket and asked the servant to make another pot of tea. The taste is really special. The master got up and bowed and said, "I am willing to pay any price for this pot of yours." The beggar quickly poured the tea, put away the pot and left. The master quickly stopped him and said, "I am willing to give you half of my property just for this pot." Beggars don't talk, they just want to go. The master was anxious and said, "I am willing to give all my property to buy your pot." The beggar laughed at this. He said: "If I had given up this pot, I wouldn't have this situation today.

Shao Daheng's teapot

Shao Daheng, a master of teapot making in Qing Dynasty, was generous and generous. The teapot he made was given to like-minded people for free, but it was difficult to find a gold for his lover. There was a governor in Suzhou who racked his brains to find a pot and cherished it very much. One Mid-Autumn Festival, I went out of the city by boat to enjoy the moon, and a maid brought me a tea lamp. She didn't want the boat to shake, so the maid couldn't stand it and smashed the pot of the tycoon. The governor was furious, hanged the maid and whipped her severely. At this time, Shao Daheng was just enjoying the moon nearby like a friend. When he heard the reason, he asked the governor to look at the pot. When the Governor visited, he saw 16 listing the tycoons' pots on the table, each of which was exquisite. Shao Daheng begged the governor to forgive the maid and promised her to choose one of the pots in 16. The governor kept his word. As soon as the governor left, the tycoon smashed all the remaining 15 pots and said angrily, "For my pot, someone died playing with things, and I will never make pots again."

The cup is on the pot.

A disappointed young man came all the way to Famen Temple and said to the abbot Shi Yuan, "I am bent on learning from Dan Qing, but I haven't found a satisfactory teacher yet. Many people are nominal, and some painting skills are not as good as mine. " Shi Yuan smiled and said, "Although I don't know painters, I love to collect some famous works. Since the donor's painting skills are not inferior to those of famous artists, please leave a treasure for the old monk. " The young man asked, "What are you drawing?" Shi Yuan said: "The biggest hobby of the old monk is to taste tea, especially those tea sets with smooth and concise shapes. Can the donor draw me a teacup and teapot? " The young man listened and said, "It's not easy." So the rice paper was spread out, and a few strokes were painted into an inclined teapot and an elegant teacup. The spout of the kettle is slowly spitting out a vein of tea and pouring it into the teacup. The young man asked, "Are you satisfied with this painting?" Shi Yuan smiled and shook his head and said, "Your painting is good, but you put the teapot and teacup in the wrong place. It should be the teacup above and the teapot below. " Hearing this, the young man smiled and said, "Why is Master so confused? Where can I fill the teapot with water? " Shi Yuan listened: "So you know this truth! You are eager to fill your cup with the painter's fragrant tea, but you always put your cup higher than those teapots. How to pour fragrant tea into your cup? Jane put down her body to get water; Only by lowering yourself can people absorb the wisdom and experience of others. "

Young people shine at the moment.

destiny

Once upon a time, there was a scholar who was very poor, but he especially liked drinking tea. One day, the fortune teller pointed to his beloved teapot and told him that it would be broken by wood at noon one day. The scholar didn't believe it. One day, when it was almost noon, he set a table on the open space in the yard, put the teapot on it and waited for noon. It happened that someone in the neighboring village asked him to write couplets. It has been urged several times because it is urgent. The scholar said that he had to wait until after noon to see how wood crushed the soil. His wife was very angry and scolded, "There is no rice in the pot at home. Why not write couplets for others to earn some money? You face this teapot all day! " In a rage, I picked up the wooden pole in my hand to dry clothes and smashed the teapot. At this point, it is noon!