Since then, cake tea has gradually disappeared, and the original method of roasting and boiling cake tea has been transformed into a method of directly brewing loose tea and sipping it. As a result, the trend of drinking tea has become more popular, and the past cake tea has been changed to loose tea.
, changing steamed green tea to fried green tea, which makes the color, aroma, taste and beauty of tribute tea even better.
The literati felt that this method was more elegant. High-priced tribute tea was sold all over the world, and tea merchants from all over the country were also enthusiastic about planting it. If the imperial court had not deliberately suppressed it, the wealthy landowners and merchants who controlled most of the fertile land would probably not grow food anymore.
Zhu Biao leaned back in his chair and looked at Su Zhi with dull eyes. After all, it is a tea cake that has been stored for a long time. There are quite a lot of steps required. This is why tea cakes are not as convenient as loose tea to brew directly.
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Su Zhi was still explaining softly: "Since the Holy Emperor gave the order, buds have been harvested from all over the country. These tribute tea cakes that were specially reserved earlier were left in the Tea Horse Division, and the ministers did not dare to offer them rashly..."
Su Zhi was explaining to himself, while Zhu Biao continued to wander. No one knew what he was thinking at this time. After a while, Zhu Biao was awakened by the fragrance of tea.
"Your Highness, these three cups are the best tribute teas of all dynasties. One is Mengding tea from the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the other is Beiyuan Longtuanfeng cake from Song Dynasty, and the third one is white cockscomb from Yuan Dynasty. Each has its own flavor. Your Highness, please taste the tea and appreciate it.
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Zhu Biao casually picked up a cup of tea and sniffed it. The aroma of three top-quality teas was mixed. It would be a taboo if you were specializing in tea tasting, but it didn't matter at this time.
Just passing the time, Zhu Biao gave one sentence, and it would take a long time to start the process, whether it was making coal or fixing the price and transporting tea.
Gently shake the Mengding tea, and you will see that the soup is clear and green, the taste is fresh and sweet, and all the buds at the bottom of the leaves are bright. When you taste it, you will feel the majesty of the mountains and the clarity of the water.
As for the Dragon Tuan Feng Cake Tea, he often drank it when he was a child. He took one sip and put it down. It wasn't that it didn't taste good, but it was just like that after he was used to it, and it was far less refreshing than the Mengding Tea.
The white cockscomb tea soup is bright and shiny, fragrant, cool and sweet. The tea stem also has a sweet taste when chewed, and the mouth is full of fragrance after drinking. Zhu Biao inexplicably tastes the sweetness of corn.
Drinking tea depends on your mood. Zhu Biao rarely tasted the familiar flavor of corn, so he asked Su Zhi and others to fetch other good teas, such as Lushan Yunwu, Guzhu Purple Bamboo Shoots, Mingqian Longjing, etc.
taste.
I have to say that there are a lot of good products in the tea and horse department in Beijing, and some niche teas have different flavors. In addition to the ones he likes, Zhu Biao also picked some that his father, the emperor, and the empress might like.
Send him back to the palace.
Neither Lao Zhu nor Queen Ma are the kind of people who never tire of fine food or fine food. Basically, they are not picky if they can make do with it. You can only imagine how good the tribute tea they ordered can be.
Zhu Biao went out for a while, then walked back into the hall feeling relaxed and said to Su Zhi: "There should be many tea merchants coming to ask for tea. After all, the quota of tribute tea is limited, and they all want to fight for it for themselves."
Su Zhi nodded and responded: "Your Highness Mingjian, although the selection of tribute tea is all approved by the Holy One, the Holy One has so many things to do, how can he have time to taste cup after cup? Basically, as long as the taste is not bad, the first choice will be the winner."
Zhu Biao smiled when he heard this. What tea merchants want is the order of serving tea. The current emperor is not a meticulous person and has no time to waste on taking a sip. Whoever is in front will have a greater chance.
Sure enough, there is money to be made in all yamen, especially those involving the royal family. The Tea Horse Secretary was surprised to see that they were just yamen that squeezed tea farmers for a living, but in fact the bulk of their money was still in tribute tea.
The output of most tea leaves is not too low. How much can be supplied to the royal family? It is only 1,800 kilograms. The remaining tens of thousands of kilograms of tea can be labeled as tribute tea and sold at high prices all over the world.
Already.
Zhu Biao whispered a few instructions to Su Zhi, and then looked at him with a smile. Seeing that he solemnly promised, he got up and walked out the door. Liu Jin hurriedly followed Hou Nian.
The officials of the Tea Horse Division, who had been missing all afternoon, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and knelt down respectfully to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince board the carriage.
After Zhu Biao and Liu Jin entered the carriage, Zhao Huaian, who had been waiting outside the Tea Horse House, whipped his horsewhip and drove towards the palace. Many figures suddenly appeared around the quiet street, following silently.
Behind the car.
The journey back to the palace was also smooth. It was vaguely visible that many officials from the Military and Horse Department were maintaining discipline under the leadership of Zhang Wei. The people in the capital only looked at it curiously, guessing which nobleman it was.
The car entered from Zhengyang Gate and went straight to the East Palace. Shenshi had already passed, so it was better not to go to his father's house to have a meal. Besides, Lao Zhu had probably finished processing the memorial at this time, so he might go to a concubine.
Gone in style.
It is true that Comrade Lao Zhu really respected and loved Empress Ma, but that didn't mean that he would want to see his wife every day. After all, the empress often did not like Zhu Chongba, and it was not possible to persuade her openly and covertly, and it was common for her to be cold-faced.
Lao Zhu is also a person who cares about face, and naturally does not want to bring trouble to himself every day, so the role of the docile and well-behaved concubines is revealed. It is not as comfortable to serve others as to be served. Those concubines treat His Majesty the Emperor with all kinds of gentleness and trivial things.
All cities.
Zhu Biao discovered after seeing erotic pictures that he had underestimated the ancients' attainments and pursuits in this area. He could only say that traditional culture is profound and has a long history.
Is it because of the lack of entertainment projects in this era that we have such in-depth research on this Tao? Does the skill in the twelve rooms of the brothel really exist?
It's a pity that he doesn't have the opportunity to verify his identity. It's really a great regret in his life...
Zhu Biao returned to the East Palace with the scent of tea. Chang Luohua led the servants to greet him. After saluting, he returned to the main hall and changed into light and comfortable regular clothes.
Then he pulled Chang Luohua to sit down, raised his hand and stroked her bulging belly and asked softly: "Did these two bother you today?"
Chang Luohua complained with a smile on his face: "What a fuss. I haven't stopped since I woke up in the morning. I don't know whether it's because I'm sleeping or because I'm so energetic that I don't need to sleep."
Zhu Biao patted them gently and said with a smile: "When they come out, I will help the Crown Princess vent her anger. I will give them a good beating on their butts so that my mother will not be able to sleep peacefully due to their troubles."
Chang Luohua chuckled a few times, and then leaned towards her husband's shoulder. The familiar smell of incense from the clothes and the fragrance of tea on Zhu Biao's hair made her feel at ease.
For some reason, since the month has gotten older, she has become more and more attached to her husband. She wants to look at him all the time and doesn't want anyone else to come into contact with him.