The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 202 Finding a Blacksmith Shop (5)
"Girl, if you knead like this, why don't you mix some white flour into it!" The master drank tea, but he had never seen the process of making tea.I haven't been able to find any books on this.The girl said that she had seen it in some book, but this is not tea making at all, but like a woman kneading dough!

"Master, don't worry, it will be ready soon. The kneading is also very particular. The young leaves are gently kneaded, and the old leaves are kneaded heavily. These buds can't help kneading!" In fact, Yang Ziqian really wanted to say, don't make any more trouble when you are old. .Seeing his calm look, he decided to ignore this person who was angry with her.

Feeling that the kneading is almost done, Yang Ziqian poured the tea leaves into the pot to dry again. With this simple primitive technique, Yang Ziqian was also a little worried about the taste of the tea produced. He must be able to put it into his mouth. Otherwise, I must be laughed to death by my master!

It's almost dry, get out of the pot!

Yang Ziqian wiped the sweat off his face, it wasn't hot, but he came out in a hurry, he glanced at his eagerly awaited wife, and really wanted to find an excuse to put away all the tea leaves, try it himself and then give it to him to drink.

"Come, come, come and help the old man to boil some water. This fresh tea leaves must be served with boiling water!" The master had already reached out, grabbed a pinch and threw it into the tea bowl, and handed the bowl to Luo Shi .

Luo Shi accepted it obediently, and went to wash the pot and boil water.When Yang Ziqian looked at it, his scalp felt numb. Whether it was successful or not, he would be stabbed if he stretched his head or retracted his head!Besides, there is no veteran in making sugar and wine. This is the first time I have done this tea making here. At that time, the excuses will be ready-made, so what are you afraid of!
The scalding boiling water washes up pieces of tea leaves, which bloom and turn emerald green!
Yang Ziqian stared at it without blinking. It looks good, but I don't know how the taste is!
The tea made by the old man, one word - bitter!Listening to the lesson he summed up by himself is that the killing is not good!
Then my test product this time...

Watching the master pick it up, he took a sip, closed his eyes, and savored it carefully.

Yang Ziqian could hear his own heartbeat, and the master said slowly: "Not bad, you can still drink it!"

For the first time to make a finished product, it is not easy to get the evaluation of these words.Yang Ziqian patted his little heart, and said: "Fry it a few more times, it may be better to grasp the heat!"

"Girl, let's go one step further. Since you have the guts to make tea, why not learn how to order and divide tea?" The master put down the tea bowl and looked at Yang Ziqian.

It is said that many skills do not overwhelm one's body, but Yang Ziqian is sure that he really does not have the leisure to learn such troublesome things.Ordering tea, fragrant tea, playing the qin and reciting poems, and ordering some female celebrities, all of these are labor-intensive tasks.Only women in the boudoir have the heart to do this, so as to achieve the purpose of pleasing someone.

The master who wholeheartedly wanted to make people into the temperament of a daughter of a thousand gold, naturally asked Yang Ziqian, a side disciple, to also learn a lesson.

However, he was repeatedly rejected, no, he tried to persuade him again and again.

"Master, you have already said that these things are easier said than done. You need to see what you see and feel what you want. Ziqian grew up in the mountains and fields, and he can't calm down to do this. It's neither fish nor fowl, so it's better to bow down. Never be contaminated!" Do your best if you want to do it, or don't do it if you don't!This is her usual style.

"You, you're not young anymore, and it's time to make friends with girls with the same interests and hobbies." It's not easy to be a teacher, the master sighed, this girl is good at everything, but she is too obsessed with making money, and she doesn't have the qualifications of girls her age. Fun and hobbies, when the time comes, how to enter the big family?

"The way is different, not for conspiracy." Yang Ziqian stubbornly believed that when he came to the Western Song Dynasty, he was born to create, not to enjoy.Since God didn't arrange for her to dress up as a noble lady, I won't be a rice bug in my life!
"Paranoid!" The master was a little annoyed, but he had no choice but to take a tea bowl and drink vigorously to cover up his emotions.

Luo Shi saw that his master was drinking vigorously, so he didn't think about anything else, he just thought that these four girls are indeed capable, and even the tea they make can be appreciated by the master.

The tea production has passed, but I don't plan to get Linjiang tea for the guests to drink.Cherish the things you make with your own hands like your own children.

Wild fennel is also drying.

Walking to the maintenance station, Huang Shunzi came up to greet her.

"Miss Si, it is estimated that there will be a lot of stones left over by then, what should we do with it?" Huang Shunzi thought, the stones picked up this day are enough to build a house, it is true that money can make ghosts turn millstones.

"Just next to the work shed, build two more houses!" There are still few houses to live in, so build two houses. At that time, when the father or elder brother come, they will be able to live.

The people who got the order naturally worked overtime.The wages paid by the Yang family are not low!

Be worthy of the wages!

The blacksmith sent a custom-made iron pan with an iron frame, and the corridor outside has been being repaired.

Yang Ziqian crushed the air-dried wild fennel with its leaves and diameter into fine powder, and dipped it into his mouth. It seemed that it had a little taste of cumin.

As for the fruit, when the fruit is ripe, it must be ready!
Try to eat the whole meal first!
For four or five years, I haven't eaten that kind of thing. Now, when I think of the big family getting together at night, at least two tables have to be prepared to eat.

I went to the market to buy vegetables with Miss Luo, and bought two catties of all kinds of vegetables suitable for barbecue and hot pot.When I came home, I seasoned all kinds of meat, and let the big dingzi, who had nothing to do, draw bamboo sticks.

Da Dingzi resisted from the bottom of his heart every task assigned by Yang Ziqian.I'm such an old man, and I still draw bamboo sticks, what kind of trick is this?As a last resort, I have to move.After a while, a bunch of them were drawn out.

Yang Ziqian asked Luo Shi to wash the bamboo sticks, and directed her to skewer the vegetables with bamboo sticks.Even the meat does the same.

What a waste, such a toss, how to eat it?
It's not fried, boiled or stewed. Looking at the salted meat on the bamboo sticks, Luo's heart is lost.

What's even more outrageous is that the fourth girl poured a lot of oil into the pot, and then pumped sea pepper, sesame pepper and other spices into the pot.

How can there be seasoning like this? Is this a seasoning or a vegetable? By the way, what is this dish she fried?Is it fried with seasoning or fried with seasoning, but I didn't see any dishes.

"Let me tell you first, tonight's food is a bit spicy, and it's more up to each person to eat it!" Before serving the food on the table, Yang Ziqian greeted everyone.

So far, Roche hasn't seen what the dishes are.Washed, cut and tidied up a large bowl and a large plate, and piled up a table full, but they were still raw!
No frying is allowed, only a charcoal fire is lit on an iron shelf.Then, put the iron shelf into the hollow in the middle of the table.

(End of this chapter)