Farmer of Shu Han

  Chapter 20 Tea Making

  Of course, it is not impossible to drink tea soup, but only rich and luxurious families dare to say this. There is no artificial planting of this thing at present, at least Feng Yong learned from Zhao Guang's words that this well-informed official second generation has never heard of artificial planting, so the news is relatively reliable.

  No artificial planting means low yield, and low yield means expensive. In addition to the tea soup, various ingredients, meat oil-ordinary people say that I don’t even have oil in my daily food!

   But Zhao Guang admired this tea soup very much, and he said that it was because he was lucky to drink it, and felt that the taste was extremely delicious.

   Almost weird! Feng Yong scoffed at this. This thing is purely used to show off wealth, just like the shark's fin of later generations, which has a taste similar to vermicelli, but its nutritional value is not high, so it has become a high-end food.

  So Feng Yong said that those who drink tea soup are all soil turtles. Tea leaves picked directly from trees and dried in the sun are also called tea leaves? Is it okay to drink tea that has not been refined by the Feng Mansion's secret technique? That's simply how barbarians would drink that stuff (report, someone is blowing the whistle!).

It's other people's business if others can't see through it, but Feng Yong has to think about it. For the sake of tea secrecy, the country even released such a powerful organization as the tea department, so for some future secrets of the Feng family, isn't it? Should also be prepared for a rainy day?

  Why since the Han Dynasty, those aristocratic families like to claim to be heirs of farming and reading? Do you think they are humbled? No, the so-called heirloom of farming and reading means that the land is mine and the knowledge is also mine. So no matter who is the emperor, you have to ask me to help you to pacify and rule the world.

  What about Feng Mansion? There is so little land, as for knowledge... except for the main family who is a future undergraduate student and a young girl who can read dozens of characters, the rest are all illiterate who can't be more pure!

  Knowledge is power!

  Feng Yong was emotional, so he decided: I also want to study the heirloom!

  Of course, Feng Yong’s farming-study heirloom is not quite the same as that of the powerful and wealthy. The farming-study heirlooms of the aristocratic families are for the long-term prosperity of the family, and Feng Yong's farming-study heirlooms are purely for the sake of not even having a helper when doing certain things in the future—Feng Tubie never thought that he would one day Will become a real Han Dynasty man.

  I know the direction of future history, and I also know what the natives don't know, so why should I become like you?

  In the human heart, there must always be some persistence in order to be considered alive. If you lose even the persistence in your heart, how is it different from a salted fish?

  Since you don’t want to cook salted fish, you have to get up quickly. Feng Yong said to Yaomei who was about to come in to help him get dressed: "Go, call Uncle Zhao, I have something important to discuss."

  Full of energy, Uncle Zhao told Feng Yong incessantly as a person who had been there, that this is a sign of a man growing up, so don’t panic, but the lord has to hurry up and get married, and it’s fine if you become a pro.

  Ants climbing trees, ice and fire, poisonous dragon drilling...

   These, Uncle Zhao, do you understand?

  Feng Yong sighed, and said: "I understand all these, Uncle Zhao, there is no rush to get married. Now I am growing up, so I shouldn't break my body early..."

   So Butler Zhao couldn't understand again. What did the master learn? How do you even understand this?

  Zhao Guang's character is still good, and within a few days, he personally delivered the title deed. As long as Feng Yong fills in his name on it, and then goes to the government to file, those mountains will become Feng Yong's personal property.

"It is still possible to eat the food from Dalang's mansion. Since I ate the food from your mansion that day, I always feel that the food from my own mansion is not good. The day before yesterday, my lord hosted a banquet. In order to make Miss Zhang happy, I temporarily Talk quickly, saying that the food in your house is much more delicious. I never wanted to be heard by adults, so I gave me a kick and kicked me against the wall. "

   After eating and drinking enough, Zhao Guang burped contentedly, and he didn't have a bit of the elegant demeanor when they first met, and he was very familiar.

Neuropathy! From time to time, Feng Yong happily touched the land deed in his arms, and gave Zhao Guang a blank look. Your father treats guests, and you tear down your own table in order to make other people's ladies happy, saying that the food is not as good as other people's. Isn't this just looking for smoke?

   But the handsome guy Zhao... Feng Yong couldn't help but fantasize about this Zhao Yun, who was blown up by Zhao Yun fans in later generations as a perfect man and a perfect general. What did he look like in real history?

   "By the way, Dalang, you should prepare in the next two days. Someone may want to see you in a while."

Huh? That's when I was thinking about handsome guy Zhao, just tell me this, could it be that this is the legendary tacit understanding? Ah, bah bah, telepathy? Ah, bah bah again...

   Forget it, no matter what it is, Feng Yong's heart suddenly moved, thinking of the twist that Zhao Guang took away a few days ago, could it be that girl Guan who was code-named twist?

  Steady and steady, Feng Yong suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked, "Who is it?"

   "I can't say for now, you will know when you go." Zhao Guang smiled mysteriously.

  Feng Yong smiled knowingly: "Understood!"

  Later generations have Mala, but now there is Twist, hehe!

"when and where?"

   "The date is undecided, but in the next few days, Jieshi will come to inform you that the meeting place is under the willow tree you often fish."

   Wonderful! Feng Yong picked up the wine bottle and took a sip of the wine. The wine, which was sour and astringent like an expired drink, seemed to be less difficult to drink at this time, and he was a little imaginative for a while.

   When it comes to beverages, there are only three that Feng Yong is most impressed with, namely green tea, black tea and honey tea. No way, at the age when he likes to drink beverages, it is the time when these beverage advertisements are most insane in marketing, and the 50% winning rate of "one more bottle" makes people feel that it is right not to drink them live by yourself.

  They all have one thing in common, that is, they are all tea drinks. Of course, the key point is the word "tea". Now that the land deed is in hand, tea making should also be put on the agenda.

  Question: Which tea produces the most tea in China? The most widely drunk?

  Alternative answers are green tea, black tea, black tea, white tea, yellow tea, scented tea, oolong tea?

   Answer: Green tea.

  The production process of green tea is the simplest, without machinery, it can also be made by hand in a small family workshop. At the end of the brochures issued by the swindlers who tricked farmers into growing tea, there are three main processes for making green tea: killing, rolling and drying.

  There are many ways to finish greening. The simplest and most practical is to fry directly in an iron pan.

  So in the past few days, the head of Fengzhuang went crazy again, and mobilized the whole village to go up the mountain to pick leaves. Anyway, it was the slack season at this time, and the farmers were used to the owner's going crazy from time to time, and the owner gave them rations, but no one was talking nonsense.

  Six old tea trees harvested less than two catties of tea. If you want more tea, you can only go to Nanzhong to find it. As for Nanzhong, well, let’s not mention it!

  What do you think you are messing around? A group of bad guys!

   Speaking of Nanzhong, Feng Yong was reminded. Two years later, the old monster Zhuge put down the chaos, should I find a way to get involved, after all, that is the real birthplace of tea!

  Let me think about it, who can really affect the situation in South China? Feng Yong fell into deep thought.

   "My lord, Zhao Langjun is here." The butler walked into the back kitchen and said to Feng Yong.

"Bring tea first, and ask him if he has anything important to say, and he said that I can't get out today..." He stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, his mind was full of tea these days, and he said that he slipped when his brain twitched, serving woolen tea ah! This tea isn't ready yet, it's still about to be fried and kneaded. Feng Yong looked at the tea being made with some toothache. It is absolutely impossible to leave at this time, otherwise the tea will be completely useless, "Forget it, let him come over, Erlang is not an outsider anyway."

  The future brother-in-law who pimps himself and his sister is naturally not an outsider. Although not a real sister, but better than a real sister.

  (end of this chapter)