From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 120 Tea Picking
"Uncle Pan, take us to pick tea, it's getting late." Ye Mingxuan reminded seeing that the sun had already set in the west and there was no need to delay any longer.

"Then let's go, do you want to bring a basket?" Seeing that everyone was empty-handed, Uncle Pan kindly reminded.

Teacher He was stunned for a moment. He didn't bring anything with him when he came to pick tea, so how could he put it back?
Ye Mingxuan took out the plastic bag that he had prepared a long time ago from his pocket: "It's okay, Uncle Pan, look, I've already prepared it!"

Lao Pan looked at the bag in Ye Mingxuan's hand and nodded, as long as he was ready: "Then let's go?"

"Mai, Zifeng, stop playing with the bunny, pretend and let's go."

Zhao Jinmai hugged the two rabbits very rare, and she was in a beautiful mood at the moment, Ye Mingxuan's urging made her put the two rabbits in the cage reluctantly, while she happily ran around holding the cage Go to Ye Mingxuan's side.

"Brother Mingxuan, thank you, and Uncle Pan, thank you for sending me the little rabbit."

"You're welcome, what's your name, little girl? I haven't seen you in the show before." Uncle Pan waved his hand to let Zhao Jinmai not mind, looked at Zhao Jinmai's face, and asked suspiciously.

There are a few regular guests in the longing for life program group, and they are all familiar in the village. At the beginning, everyone was quite curious about the stars, and some villagers went to watch them specially. After a long time, the feeling is no different. From the beginning, they are unfamiliar and unnatural. , until now even when facing the camera, he is not so restrained.

"Uncle Pan, my name is Zhao Jinmai, you can call me Maimai, you can call me Maimai." Uncle Pan gave her two cute little rabbits, Zhao Jinmai is still very grateful, she is very envious of Zhang Zifeng's little rabbit, Well now, everyone has it.

"Okay, don't be so polite, you are a guest of their program group, you are a guest of our village." Uncle Pan thought that Longing for Life is really a good show, and helped them promote the village. , of course you have to take care of it.

What's more, Uncle Pan really likes Ye Mingxuan. People of this age are very polite, and they will chat with everyone when they meet during morning exercise and running. When you are polite, when you are not polite, you are like a nephew at home.

"Uncle Pan, do you still remember me?" Zhang Zifeng held Ye Mingxuan's arm, pretending to be generous and chatting with Uncle Pan.

"You are Xiaoxuan's younger sister, Zhang Zifeng, right? Remember it, you must remember it!" Zhang Zifeng's dress today is completely different from last time, and fortunately last time it was only Zhang Zifeng who was a girl. Uncle Pan was quite impressed, so take a closer look I recognized it with two eyes.

"Uncle Pan, thank you for the little rabbit." Zhang Zifeng said obediently.

"nothing."

Uncle Pan led everyone up the mountain from the small road in the middle of the village. Uncle Pan's tea tree was in the terraced fields halfway up the mountain.

A large area of ​​tea trees is lush and green, and the leaves of the tea trees look very tender, and they don't want to be picked once.

"Picking tea, this is really exciting. Uncle Pan, your tea doesn't look like it has been picked once?" Ye Mingxuan sniffed the tea tree, and there was a fresh fragrance.

"I only come up to pick it when I usually drink it. Occasionally, some guests want to drink fresh tea, and they will come up to pick some, and the rest will be wasted." Uncle Pan said regretfully, it is quite a lot to pick all three seasons a year , but he is the only one who grows tea in the village, and there is no purchaser.

"Don't waste it, Uncle Pan, don't you be polite? I'll come to you when there is no tea in the future." Ye Mingxuan followed Uncle Pan's words.

"Okay, pick whatever you want, it's a waste if you don't come to pick it." Uncle Pan said grandly, with his hands behind his back.

"I will remember what you said." Ye Mingxuan handed the prepared plastic bag to Zhang Zifeng.

Uncle Pan smiled and nodded: "You are welcome to pick tea at any time."

Following Ye Mingxuan's example, Reba took a few deep sniffs on the tea tree, and said intoxicated, "The smell of nature is very fragrant."

Wei Daxun took off the bamboo hat on his head, ready to put tea leaves, and was about to get started, but he didn't know how to pick it off, so he asked in a low voice, "Teacher He, how do you pick this?"

"Brother Pan, how should we pluck tea leaves? Is there anything I need to pay attention to?" Regardless of the eight of them, none of them had ever plucked tea leaves, and Teacher He didn't understand this either.

Uncle Pan explained while doing a demonstration: "Look at this, the core in the middle of the leaf is still there, and each leaf has a core. It's best not to pinch it with your nails."

"Oh~ So that's how you pick tea! You've gained a lot of experience." Reba suddenly realized, and at the same time reached out and picked off the buds and leaves from the top of the tea tree.

"Uncle Pan, do you think I am like this?" Reba showed Uncle Pan the tea leaves that had just been picked.

"That's right, that's it, the youngest leaf and the center core of the tea-picking tree." Uncle Pan gave Reba a thumbs up and praised.

Zhang Zifeng was holding a plastic bag, Zhao Jinmai was holding a rabbit cage in one hand, and picking tea leaves in the other. The two cooperated quite well.

Wei Daxun, Wang Dalu and Peng Peng were talking together just now, but they didn't hear what Uncle Pan said clearly. Peng Peng asked Wei Daxun in a low voice: "Brother Daxun, can you hear clearly how to pick tea?" Yet?"

"No, what about you, Dalu?" Daxun Wei shook his head. He was only interested in asking about the situation in the back mountain of Pengpeng just now, and didn't notice what Uncle Pan said at all.

"Brother, neither do I." It doesn't matter if you didn't hear it, but you can see how others pick it. Wang Dalu walked behind Mr. He, observed it carefully for a while, and picked the tea together.

"Dalu, what do you think of our show?" Teacher He asked without looking up while picking tea.

"Very good, very comfortable, quite relaxing." Wang Dalu replied honestly.

"Your answer is too official, not nutritious at all. Tell me if there are any shortcomings."

"The disadvantage? The disadvantage is that you are too poor."

"Yes, I think so too." Mr. He beckoned to the cameraman who was following him, and said angrily at the camera: "Wang Zhengyu, did you hear that? You said you are a poor guy! You are so stupid!"

"Teacher He? So the director is okay?" Wang Dalu smiled awkwardly.Teacher He's routine is too deep, and he accidentally fell into Teacher He's trap.

"Teacher He, look at the three of them, are they tea-picking girls?" Ye Mingxuan glanced at Zhang Zifeng, then turned to Teacher He and said.

"Hey, aren't these three tea-picking girls?" After speaking, he sang.

But among so many people, only Teacher He himself can sing this song. After singing a few lines, he stopped feeling a little bit.

"It's almost there? I think." Peng Peng and Wei Daxun filled up the bamboo hats, and whispered to Ye Mingxuan.

"Sister Reba, how much purple maple wheat have you picked?" Looking at the sky, Ye Mingxuan asked the three girls.

Zhang Zifeng lifted up the plastic bags in his hand: "Brother, there are so many, they are almost full."

"All right, let's go home, Mr. He, let's go home."

Ye Mingxuan turned to Uncle Pan and said, "Uncle Pan, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay, don't you want to pick more?"

"Uncle Pan, no, I have to fry tea as soon as I get home!"

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Uncle Pan, you too, be careful."

(End of this chapter)