Li Gui was truly a man who loved tea.
When he spoke of it, his words flowed endlessly.
Li Xu had never even heard some of the principles and stories he shared.
He spoke about everything from the water used for tea, to teahouses and tea fragrances, to the flavor of tea from the water towns of Jiangnan.
"The fragrance of Jiangnan tea is always entwined with the charm of its ancient towns."
Li Gui took on a nostalgic expression. "I remember one year, just as the plum rains arrived, I was wandering through the ancient towns of Nanxun and Zhenze by Tai Lake. I stepped into a teahouse to escape the rain, sat by the window, and ordered a pot of Biluochun Tea. Amidst the curling tendrils of steam, I gazed through the curtain of rain at the misty pavilions on the opposite bank, sipping slowly and savoring the moment."
