Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 55 55. Tea Quality
Song Sancheng quickly responded: "Here, wait!"

Quickly pick up the pole and go down the mountain.

Standing at the door is Zhou Maozhu from the same village. This time, the tea at home was entrusted to him to fry.

The temperature of roasting tea also depends on the heat. Some are too aggressive, some have been born, and the finished product is not always satisfactory. Only Zhou Maozhu went to those big tea factories to work for a long time when he was young, and now his craftsmanship is the most stable.

Originally made an appointment to collect it every night, and he processed it at night.

Unexpectedly, the tea leaves were so lush this time that the five people picked a lot of tea. Zhou Maozhu didn't have a tea-frying machine at home, so I'm afraid he would have to stay up all night.

But in the village, he has the best craftsmanship, and he still has a tea stove at home.

Other places are far away, and now people use tea frying machines to fry them collectively, and it is not easy to process them individually.

When he saw Song Sancheng, he couldn't help showing a smile on the same vicissitudes of life:

"Three percent, your family is really admired by the land master this year, come and see this tea!"

He opened the transparent plastic bag he was carrying, and a fragrant fragrance filled the air immediately!
"A total of 25 catties and two taels of hair tips were sent to me yesterday. If you said there is no need to sieve them, then I didn't sieve them. I think the ones picked are quite pure and there are not many leaves."

The most popular of their local teas is Maojian, which has only one bud tip.The second is with a leaf, and after that, the more leaves, the less valuable it is.

Farmers who specialize in tea will strictly divide the grades and set different prices, but Song Sancheng's family has such a piece of land, so there is no need for this.

Zhou Maozhu stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of dry dark green tea with a layer of white velvet, and showed it to him:
"Three and a half pounds is one kilogram. After frying, the total is a little more than seven pounds. But didn't you say you want to take it out? I deliberately baked it more dry, so that it can be preserved."

"However, this time, five catties of whole dry tea will be produced. You can pick the leaves later when you have time."

All of them have done work. As soon as Zhou Maozhu said the numbers, Song Sancheng knew that there was a spectrum.

He smelled the refreshing tea fragrance, and now he only felt that his throat was dry and thirsty.So he nodded and hurriedly pulled the person into the house:
"Come on, let's make two cups first to see the color of this soup!"

The best Maojian must not be soaked in boiling water. It happens that the water in the thermos at home is boiled early in the morning. It is an old thermos, and its heat preservation power is quite average. It is estimated that the temperature is just right now.

Song Sancheng pulled out two glasses, grabbed two handfuls of tea leaves at a time, and simply washed the tea before tasting it impatiently.

——There is nothing professional or unprofessional, it is all based on experience.

With the brewing of the crystal water, the dark green dry tea rolled in the water instantly, and then slowly expanded, showing a delicate emerald color.

A fragrant fragrance slowly filled the room, Song Sancheng couldn't help but take two deep breaths. This time, he really felt that the land master opened his eyes and showed them the spirit in the field!

Have you ever smelled such fragrant tea in your life?
Zhou Maozhu looked at the upright hair tips in the cup, and there was pride and joy in his eyes at this moment:
"Three percent, your tea is really amazing this year!"

"I just put it on the pot yesterday, and the fragrance was suddenly aroused! When I was finishing the green, I felt refreshed and more comfortable."

"Afterwards, the more it was fried, the more fragrant it became. The whole yard smelled refreshed. It's just that it was a little refreshing. I haven't had time to taste it yet. Maybe it smelled a lot more. I stayed up all night. Not tired yet."

What Zhou Maozhu said was not the end of the movie, but the first step in their local roasting of tea, which was mainly used to stimulate the aroma of the tea, evaporate the water, and make the tea soft and easy to knead.

Generally, tea leaves will have a moist tea aroma during this process, and the taste is quite unique.

But just smelling the tea aroma during the frying process is so refreshing, and it can make Zhou Maozhu, a person who has worked in a big tea factory, say so...

Song Sancheng could not help but be overjoyed when he smelled the fragrant fragrance of the whole room again.

At this time, Zhou Maozhu asked embarrassedly, "Sancheng, how do you plan to sell this tea in your family? Can you get me a pound when the tea is finished cooking?"

How to sell?

Song Sancheng doesn't know either!

All he knows is that his daughter is capable, and the wild vegetables in the field can be packed into 21 catties. This tea... I dare not even think about it.

But at this moment, Zhou Maozhu's request was not excessive.

He began to think that the output was small, and it would take only a few hours to fry the tea leaves. The wage he negotiated with Zhou Maozhu was 400 yuan a day.With his skill, if he goes out to work, it will be tiring, but at least he can get three to four hundred yuan a day!
No matter how expensive the tea is, the pig slaughterer usually has to bring something back with him. Give it as you need it!
Song Sancheng made a final decision:
"Old Zhou, I think our tea mountain has a lot this year. It is estimated that you will stay up all night every night during this time. If you give it tea, it will definitely work."

"But we can't say for sure about the weather and production. Anyway, if it's pretty much the same as today, then I'll call the shots—"

"Let's do it, I'll give you a pound of tea tomorrow!"

"Two catties of tea before the rain."

"If there is more in the future, how about a total of five kilograms of summer tea and autumn tea?"

Most Maojian teas are the most expensive in the period before Qingming Festival, followed by Gu Yu, and when it comes to summer tea, it falls a big step.

Of course, there is also summer tea in summer, and white dew tea in autumn, each with its own taste.It all depends on whether these teas are worth such a long investment this year.

Song Sancheng's gift is not too generous.

It's all because of Zhou Maozhu's diligence and honesty. When someone else, he secretly collects one or two a day when frying tea, and there are quite a few in a month.

Song Sancheng smiled embarrassedly: "As you know, my sandalwood is in charge of this now, and our parents just help her."

The implication is that no matter how much you give, he will not be the master.

Zhou Maozhu was already satisfied, even overjoyed.

"Good good! Good good! I know your tea must be expensive! Don't worry, I will definitely fry your tea well and not waste it at all."

"Oh," he had already started rubbing his hands, sighing and sighing: "You said so many good tea leaves, I have to save the tea before the rain and drink it slowly."

"If Xia Cha has this quality, it would be better than the thousands of others outside."

Song Sancheng laughed: "You still choose summer tea for your son? Why don't you choose tea before the rain?"

However, Zhou Maozhu shook his head:
"You don't understand, just this tea, I've never had such a good drink in my life, what kind of gift you say is so exaggerated!"

The most important thing is that five catties of summer tea, one catty at a time, in case someone wants to drink it after drinking it, it is also convenient to strike while the iron is hot!

"We are just this family, we can do what we can, and summer tea is fine."

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