[Please! It's less than a day and a half in September! We'll explode all the way!]

"Bang bang bang..."

Everyone was picking tea in the garden farm, but there was a bang bang sound on the other side of the pig farm. Zhang Jiwang took the tools and knocked on the pig farm house.

"This pig farm has been abandoned for too long, and this house is almost rotting. If this continues, I am afraid that the pig pens of this pig farm will collapse. Such a large area can raise dozens of pigs. Don't underestimate this pig farm. In the past, our Meiziao handed out pigs were from the brigade's pig pens. Other brigades could only be assigned to various production teams. Dechun was still very powerful in this regard. But at that time, the gaps in our garden farm were all planted with milk grass for feeding pigs. Otherwise, where can the pig farm complete the pork handed over a year? Our Meiziao not only did not allow each production team to go out, but also exceeded the task and evaluated advanced every year. Just one thing, Dechun made great contributions to the villagers." Zhang Jiwang reviewed the things that year and had a high evaluation of Zhang Dechun.

"Oh. Unfortunately, in the 1980s, everyone didn't believe me and insisted on contracting the garden farm. Otherwise, why would it be defeated to the current land? Some things are better on a large scale. Take the tea farm as an example. If it is concentrated in the village, there will be more production every year, and those tea-collecting dealers will come to our village to collect tea every year. Now the tea factory is closed, and it will be too difficult for you to find tea-collecting dealers." Zhang Dechun said with a smile when he heard Zhang Jiwang praise him.

"I can't do the beggar and picking tea leaves. I'll come here every day to fix the pig pens here. You can buy some tiles at that time. Don't worry about the pig pens losing. Maybe if you want to raise pigs in the future, these pig pens are ready-made." Zhang Jiwang climbed onto the pig pens and knocked on the beam with a hammer.

The beam made a thud sound, and it sounded like the beam was intact. Meiziao is not short of wood, and the pig pen is built with good materials. It has been placed here for more than ten years in the sun and rain, but it has not completely decayed.

"This material is good, the tiles are covered, and they are the same as new." Zhang Jiwang said to Zhang Yaohua and Zhang Dechun who were standing below.

"Grandpa Jiwang, even if you repair the pig pen, I don't have the money to buy piglets to raise." Zhang Yaohua really couldn't raise so many pigs.

"If you can't raise pigs, you can put miscellaneous items. You can use this gardening farm. When you pick navel oranges in the future, you must have a place to put them, right? In the past, it was a gardening farm, so naturally there was no need to store too much. The tea was picked and sent directly to the agricultural supplies company. But it is impossible for your navel oranges to be delivered as soon as you pick them, right? Have you ever thought about where to put them in the future? This pig pen is ready-made!" Zhang Jiwang said, pointing to the large pig pen.

Zhang Yaohua thought about it, but she could really come in handy.

On the other side, Zhong Jinxiang and the villagers were picking tea in the gardening field.

"The quality of tea leaves is related to the quality of the tea leaves, and it also affects the growth and lifespan of the tea trees. The tea trees here were picked too hard before, and the tea trees were almost dead. When picking tea, you should implement hand-picking and picking flowers. Do not stroke them in one hand. The tea leaves picked in this way are standardized and do not hurt the tree." Zhong Jinxiang is an expert. Not only can he cook tea, but he is also a good at picking tea.

"No wonder. In the past, the tea trees here were from the brigade. Everyone cherished them when picking tea. A few years ago, the gardening farm contracted to private people, and it was completely messed up. Every time I picked tea, I would pay the wages according to the pound. When picking tea, I would pick all the old and tender tea leaves all the time. So the tea trees were hurt. When begging for contracting flowers, these tea trees were almost withered. I don't know how begging saved the tea tree." Zhang Qigao learned to pick a tea tip with two leaves withered leaves. If it were before, Zhang Qigao would have picked all the leaves on this branch.

In fact, the tea that Zhong Jinxiang wanted to stir-fry for Zhang Jiaohua this time was a bulk loose tea, and the requirements for tea were not particularly high. However, Zhong Jinxiang wanted to make better quality of tea, and in order to allow these newly recovered tea trees to recuperate.

Zhang Yaohua followed Zhang Jiwang and Zhang Dechun to see the situation in the pigpen and rushed to the gardening farm.

"Master Zhong, how about this tea?" Zhang Yaohua asked.

"The tea leaves are very good, and the quality should be of high quality. Unfortunately, my ability is limited. I am afraid that such a good tea will be wasted in my hands." Zhong Jinxiang said sincerely.

"Master Zhong, what are you talking about? Can you find a tea stir-fryer in Xintian County that is comparable to you? No matter how good the tea leaves here are, if Master Zhong doesn't come, I can only watch them fade away." Zhang Yaohua said quickly.

"Forget it, we're not polite. Don't you want to learn to stir-fry tea? I'm ready. Let's go and stir-fry tea. But you have to ask your villagers to pick tea according to my requirements. Otherwise, the quality will be much different." Zhong Jinxiang was a little worried. After he left, the villagers picked tea like they did before.

"Master Zhong, don't worry! The people in our village don't do that." Zhang Yaohua was not worried at all.

Zhang Qigao also smiled and said, "Master Zhong, I'm watching here. Who dares to cheat and cheat? I'm the first to be unable to get along with him."

The villagers also patted their chests and promised to do it according to Master Zhong’s requirements. In fact, for them, it was already a very satisfactory thing to have an additional income. After taking other people’s money, they had to help others do things well. People in this era are still honest.

Zhong Jinxiang placed three marching stoves transformed from diesel barrels in another vacant warehouse, each with a large stove pot on them.

Without Zhang Jiaohua's question, Zhong Jinxiang took the initiative to tell Zhang Jiaohua, "The fried tea is divided into raw pots, two green pots, cooked pots, and three pots are connected. The first pot is full of the pot, the second pot has a force, and the third pot is drilled. The raw pot plays a role in completing the brinking. The fried tea broom rotates continuously in the pot, so that the tea leaves can also rotate and turn, evenly heat, rotate quickly, and use force evenly. When the tea leaves become soft and the leaves turn dark green, you can enter the green pot..." Zhong Jinxiang told Zhang Jiaohua unreservedly about the technique of stir-frying tea. Every step, he would explain the truth clearly. Zhang Jiaohua quickly mastered the key points of stir-frying tea. However, if you want to stir-fry tea like Zhong Jinxiang, you still need countless practices to gain experience.

However, after Zhang Yaohua saw Zhong Jinxiang stir-frying the tea, she had other thoughts in her mind. (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.) 16-09-29 08:35:47
Chapter completed!