The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 151 New Equipment of Chen's Ancestral Hall [Subscribe for monthly tickets]

"Is the quality of the green tea leaves really that bad? Ah Qing's tea trees have been planted for quite some time, right?"

Ansheng came to Lao Chen's house and ignored the flattery of the old tea maker. No Xiadong person could refuse the good intention presented by the homophonic pun.

"Uh-huh. Fox."

When Old Chen saw An Sheng coming, he couldn't call him "Master Fuli" as fluently as usual because of the presence of other people. He held it in for a long time and finally uttered a nonsensical sentence in Grade 1B Mandarin.

"Go, go, go, what's wrong with you?" An Sheng didn't say anything, but the tea maker beside him was the first to speak in dissatisfaction: "Didn't you see Master Fuli come home? Why are you driving away the good fortune?"

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Old Chen smiled bitterly and hurriedly worshipped Master Fuli of Changxi Town and greeted the old tea maker and his apprentice to prevent them from talking nonsense here.

The Master Fuli of our Changxi Town is not just a pun with good intentions, he is a real white fox fairy.

Each of you should just say less and make fewer wishes in front of Master Fuli, just consider it as doing me, Old Chen, a favor.

Old Chen first settled Master Fuli down and then went to the courtyard to help.

Although it is evening now, the sun in the Xiadong area will not set until around 7pm.

The green tea leaves that have gone through the drying step will be piled up into a mountain directly because the water mist on the leaf surface evaporates and a lot of heat is absorbed. Instead, they need to be cooled.

That is, go to a cool place, turn over the green tea leaves, and let the temperature of the tea leaves drop to avoid the internal green tea leaves turning yellow or fermenting due to high temperature.

Old Chen, the old tea maker, and his apprentices were all busy until all the tea leaves after cooling were spread out into round winnowing baskets and placed in the drying room of Old Chen's house. Only then was the first day of tea picking over.

"The process of making oolong tea is troublesome." An Sheng couldn't help but complain when he saw Old Chen, who had just shoveled the green tea leaves and was rubbing his waist with a look of pain on his face.

Sun-drying, cooling and air-drying are just the first steps in the oolong tea production process.

Processes like shaking, frying, rolling, and charcoal roasting are the real life-threatening things.

The so-called shaking of the tea leaves means taking a round winnowing basket of about 1.2 meters, putting the tea leaves in it and shaking it, so that the tea leaves collide with each other and promote the oxidation of the tea leaves.

The green tea leaves are dying in the winnowing basket, and the workers responsible for shaking the green tea leaves are also exhausted throughout the whole process.

"Ugh"

Old Chen sighed, rubbed his waist, and came to Master Fuli and said, "It's done for now."

"Master Fuli, you are here now, probably because of the tea workshop, right?"

"嘤嘤嘤——"

The little fox squatting on the tea table looked at Lao Chen who had just picked up the teacup to drink tea, with a serious face. He raised his fox paw towards Lao Chen and made a prohibiting gesture.

Old Chen was stunned and looked puzzled.

"call--"

And in the next second, two tails suddenly grew behind the little fox that was originally squatting on the tea table.

Three fluffy white tails fluttered in the wind in front of Lao Chen, and the little fox's face was full of pride.

"!?"

Old Chen's eyes suddenly widened and his mouth opened unconsciously. The tea that he had just sipped into his mouth flowed slowly down his open mouth and onto his crotch.

Old Chen's eyes widened in shock, he was dumbfounded, and raised his hand tremblingly:

"Master Fu Fu Fu Fu! How many people have you eaten to train? You've already got three tails!"

"Ahh! How many monsters did you eat to train?"

Although Lao Chen rarely went to Aqing's house on his own initiative, he had recently learned that Master Fuli had gone on a trip with Yu Xueqing and a classmate because of the tea-fighting competition. And just three or four days later, Master Fuli had grown an extra tail.

Old Chen was shocked, because he saw her with just twin tails before!

“Boo! Boo!”

The little fox, who originally had a proud expression, suddenly turned black in the face after hearing Lao Chen's complaints, and started to curse non-stop with a mouth full of whimpering:
"Evil creature! I, the master, protect this area and tame the evil spirit beasts. I earn my wish power!"

"Nine Heavens' special wish power is added to my body, and my foundation is solid!"

"Little Chen, stop spouting nonsense. I'm worried that I'll call you to the club later, then turn around and call the police and have you taken to the detention center to reflect on your actions!"

Seeing the little foxes jumping up and cursing, Old Chen looked embarrassed. Knowing that he had said something wrong, he first slapped his face and then punished himself with three cups of Dongding Oolong tea as an apology.

"Congratulations, Master Fuli, on your mastery of the art. Shall we go to the tea workshop first? I'll pick all the green tea leaves you want."

Old Chen took the towel on the table, wiped the tea that had just spilled on his pants, and changed the subject subtly.

"嘤嘤!"

The little fox grumbled a few words of dissatisfaction and wrote on Lao Chen's phone screen:

[I'm sure it was an unintentional mistake on your part. Besides, how could I possibly eat a human? I'll take you to see the true evil forces of Jiule City someday when I have time.]

[Now, accompany me to dry and air the tea leaves. I'll call Ah Hong later and ask him what's going on. He's nowhere to be found picking the tea leaves. It's ok if he's not there when we're working, but he should show up to pay for the foot massage, right?]

Ansheng wrote with some dissatisfaction that he, Aqing and Lao Chen were all busy making tea.

As the person involved, he has never been seen and has not come to help. He should at least show some appreciation, right?
Later, without saying anything else, let's go to the foot massage parlor and open two 3,000 yuan cards, and Yu Zhenghong will pay the bill.

"Uh, not really, not really. Ah Hong, he just called and said he got the report. He's here with some food to treat us to dinner."

When Old Chen saw the high-end foot massage parlors he had heard of before on his mobile phone screen, his eyes twitched slightly. He couldn't imagine how carefree Master Fuli's life must have been in the past.

There's this Hai Linglong Club, they charge 3,000 yuan when you enter and another 3,000 yuan when you leave. Old Chen has never been there.

Old Chen rode his motorcycle, put Master Fuli in the basket he used to buy vegetables, and headed towards the ancestral hall.

Now, tea farmers who have tea fields, or tea companies that already have tea-making workshops, are preparing stocks for the upcoming tea competition, preparing to promote their own tea and sign contracts to sell tea at the competition.

Master Fuli wanted to borrow a tea-making workshop, but it was not an easy thing, especially during the tea-picking season, when the tea-making workshops were running around the clock.

However, it is not a big problem to set up a small workshop.

Old Chen rode his motorcycle to the ancestral hall. Behind the ancestral hall, in the New Year's ancestral hall building, there was a tea-making workshop that was usually only used for display.

Now, it’s just right to give it to Master Fuli.

"Hmm? Hmm--"

The little fox lay in the bicycle basket, enjoying the hot evening breeze. When passing by the square in front of the ancestral hall, the sharp-eyed Ansheng glanced and saw a large sack hanging in front of the ancestral hall door.

Ansheng couldn't help but feel a little confused, and raised his little paw to point at the beam in front of the ancestral hall entrance.

"Hmm? Oh, you mean the sack, right? It's about the time when Chen Zhi and his gang fried cow dung. Our village has never had such a precedent before. Those three guys were relatively wealthy, so they treated the entire village to a meal to apologize."

"But we thought about it later and held a meeting of the village committee. We felt that this kind of atmosphere was not acceptable, so we discussed and came up with a method of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys."

"If anyone dares to disturb our ancestors' peace and quiet, we will hang him in a sack and whip him directly on the buttocks with bamboo sticks in circles, so that our ancestors can watch happily."

"For this purpose, our village committee invested money and bought a second-hand movie camera and an 8K high-definition TV."

Ansheng: 6
(End of this chapter)