80s Taoism

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"Would you like to try?" Zhong Jinxiang saw Zhang Biaohua eager to try, and thought Zhang Biaohua wanted to give it a try. Said with a smile.

Zhang Jiaohua scratched his head, "Master Zhong, can I try my own method?"

"Your own method? You can also fry tea?" Zhong Jinxiang asked curiously.

"I don't know how to fry tea, but I concoct the ingredients, and I will try to concoct the tea." Zhang Jiaohua is going to try to concoct the tea with the method of the Meishan navy master.

Zhong Jinxiang smiled, "You can try it." Zhong Jinxiang is not angry at all, Zhang Jiaohua is just a few years old in his eyes. It is only natural that children like to play with their disposition.

Zhang Jiaohua didn't use the pot of fried tea, but took a clay pot. Zhong Jinxiang never understood why Zhang Biaohua put some jars here and what effect. It is only now that I know that the jars were originally intended to be used to stir-fry the tea leaves. But is it really possible to fry tea leaves without the pot without heating it?

Zhong Jinxiang is a tea-frying master and has never seen a doctor fry medicinal materials. Generally, traditional Chinese medicine prescribes prescriptions for decoction in sand jars. How many doctors still know how to process pharmaceutical materials? The navy master's crafted material method Zhang Jiaohua learned is authentic and ancient. Don't think that the navy only needs to recite mantras for medical treatment. In fact, mariners sometimes need to use medicine. There are many kinds of sicknesses of the patients. Evil diseases naturally use spells, and sometimes the combination of medicine and spells has miraculous effects. There is still a big difference between the way that the navy crafts materials and the orthodox Chinese medicine.

Zhang Jiaohua packed seven or eight tea leaves, and then began to recite the incantation: "The sun comes out, the world is red, the Ruyi Dao Fa is in his hands, he looks up at the blue sky, and the master is by his side. Ask the ancestor to gather medicine, secondly, Hua Tuo to fry the medicine, thirdly, the king of medicine to send medicinal medicine, and the four kinds of immortal medicine with me. Anxious as a law."

Zhong Jinxiang smiled when he saw Zhang Jiaohua's God of Flowers and chanted a spell, thinking that Zhang Jiaohua was playing with her family. But as Zhang Biaohua kept chanting the incantation, various seals formed in his hands, and he kept rotating and mixing the tea in the sand jar, and the tea quickly rotated in the sand jar. After a while, there was a burst of fragrance. The fragrance is even more refreshing than when he was frying the tea.

"This, this, this..." Zhong Jinxiang looked at Zhang Jiaohua in surprise. This is too unbelievable. Stir-frying by hand alone can stimulate bursts of tea fragrance, which is amazing! Could his hands get angry?

Zhong Jinxiang watched Zhang Jiaohua concocting tea in amazement. He wanted to see what kind of tea Zhang Jiaohua could concoct with the method.

Zhang Jiaohua was completely absorbed in the process of tea processing. At this time, to him, these teas were medicinal materials, and his method of processing tea was no different from that of medicines. The tea leaves in the sand jar began to soften, like slime, and began to stick together. Zhang didn't care about the bidding, and let it go.

The scent is getting stronger and stronger, as if exploding to give a bomb to tea, the strong scent keeps escaping to the surroundings.

But when Zhang Biaohua's last signature of receiving medicine was formed, the smell of medicine around him seemed to be absorbed by the lump of tea in his hand. The scent of tea leaves in the air disappeared all at once. Then all the fragrance seemed to be locked in, completely condensed in the tea. Zhang Jiaohua stopped chanting the spell, and also stopped the concluding seal on her hand. Take out the sticky lump of tea leaves. Squeezed into a bamboo tube, squeezed into a black mass.

"Who did you learn the artillery materials from?" Zhong Jinxiang asked strangely.

"Of course I learned it from my master." Zhang Jiaohua was handling the tea seriously, without raising his head.

Zhong Jinxiang thought that Zhang Jiahua had worshipped the craftsmanship of the raw materials of Lang Middle School. It’s just that Zhong Jinxiang doesn’t understand, does he still have to chant the spell? Can the tea leaves be made into such a ball with a hand-stirring? Zhong Jinxiang is not easy to ask.

"How do you make tea with this tea?" Zhong Jinxiang has actually seen some Tuocha tea. Zhang Jiaohua’s tea is even more exotic, but isn’t it always the same to drink tea?

Zhang Jiaohua scratched his head, "I'm also making tea for the first time. It should be soaked in boiling water."

"It just happens that boiling water is prepared here, so let's make a cup of tea and taste it." Zhong Jinxiang didn't want to fry the tea at all now, he simply blasted off the fire in the stove, and stopped frying the tea first. It was the first time that he saw others use this weird method to process tea. Without a taste, his heart felt like a hairy itch.

Zhang Dechun and Zhang Jiwang also came from the pig farm, ready to come to take a breath, drink a cup of tea, and smoke a cigarette. The work in the countryside is very hard~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but these old farmers can do it very leisurely.

"Have you fried this tea? I'm here to make a cup of tea. I heard that the fragrance of this new tea is particularly strong." Zhang Jiwang asked aloud from afar.

"It's fried, it's fried. Everyone has a rest and talks after a cup of tea." Zhang Biaohua responded loudly.

Hearing that the tea leaves were fried, everyone stopped their work and walked over.

The conditions here are limited, and there is no way to pay attention to too much. Zhong Jinxiang took his own enamel cup with the word "award" printed on it, signed: issued by the Tea Factory in Gezhuping Town, 1976. This cup Zhong Jinxiang should be regarded as a treasure, without any damage. Pinch a small ball on the tea cake made by Zhang Jiaohua, put it in a cup, and then pour boiling water. When the boiling water was flushed, the lump of tea seemed to dissolve all at once. A cloud of emerald green spread out in the cup. As the heat of the boiling water dissipated, a refreshing fragrance floated out of the cup.

"Good tea!" Zhong Jinxiang couldn't help but exclaimed.

Together with Zhang Jiwang and Zhang Dechun, Zhong Jinxiang praised the tea in the gardening farm. Zhang Dechun said immediately, "The tea in our gardening farm used to be praised frequently. Unfortunately, after the contract was out, it was ruined by the group of bastards. Thanks to the flowers, these tea trees came back to life."

Zhong Jinxiang shook his head, "I'm talking about the tea made by Huamao, it's really good tea."

"Ah? You didn't cook this tea, Master Zhong?" Zhang Jiwang said, looking at the tea fried by Zhong Jinxiang on the plate.

"That was my fry. But the tea I made was made by huacono. Let's taste it first to see how it tastes." Zhong Jinxiang used to blow the water surface. This time, no tea leaves appeared on the surface of the water. And residue. He took a sip, and a burst of tea's mellow and sweetness immediately exploded in Zhong Jinxiang. (To be continued.)