Chapter 211: Hardship Comes and Sweetness Comes, Heart Flows (2 in 1)
The four of them surrounded the stove, their faces serious and serious.
In fact, Mr. Tang Yuanming and Mr. Pan Shoucheng were already very tired. After all, they were studying the most physically tiring process.
Logically speaking, this state should be resting for one night and fighting again tomorrow.
But Jiang Che's tea leaves could not wait any longer, after the tea leaves were shaking green.
The edges are damaged and exposed to the air for a long time will affect the quality of the tea.
So today we must make tea in one go.
Jiang Che lit the stove and evaporated the water stains in the iron pot.
The temperature of the iron pot slowly rose, and Mr. Tang reached out to feel the temperature in the pot seriously.
When I felt that it was almost done, I immediately took the dustpan and poured the tea into it.
The amount of tea in this dustpan is not very large, just covering the bottom of the pot.
Then Mr. Tang began to stir-fry up and down, and good tea is good tea.
When stir-frying, the touch between the leaves and the palm is delicate, unlike the wild tea leaves that are thirsty.
Tang Yuanming made the hype very seriously and focused, and did not dare to slack off at all.
I was afraid that I would ruin this precious tea because of my little negligence.
After stir-frying for about ten minutes, a strong fragrance of tea began to spread.
The few people who smelled the fragrance suddenly felt peaceful inside.
The kitchen seemed to be a little brighter.
Fairy Tea is fairy Tea. Xiaoche is really amazing.
There are no ordinary things that he took out of his hands, and they are simply unheard of such amazing tea leaves.
I don’t think of Longjing or Tieguanyin. Anyway, this smell is a tea fragrance that they have never smelled before.
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With the refreshing effect of the tea fragrance, Mr. Tang was even more energetic and had more concentration to make this pot of tea.
When the green tea leaves slowly became dim, Mr. Tang immediately grabbed the tea leaves.
Then he quickly handed it over to Mr. Pan for rolling, in order to ensure the authenticity of the tea leaves.
Mr. Pan specially changed to a new dustpan. During the rolling process, a large amount of green juice stained the dustpan.
The tea fragrance in the kitchen was even more intense, and the three old men stared at the tea leaves nervously.
Mr. Pan kneaded it for about fifteen minutes, and immediately stopped when he saw that the tea leaves were all in strips.
Then he handed it over to Mr. Tang Yuanming for the second stir-fry. Seeing this, Jiang Che quickly reduced the heat in the stove.
After pouring the tea leaves into the iron pot again, Mr. Tang started to stir-fry again.
The moisture inside the tea leaves evaporated quickly, the leaves began to curl up, and the fragrance of the tea leaves was also locked firmly.
The aroma in the kitchen gradually dissipates.
The tea leaves shrink into crooked one by one, almost the same size, like little dark green snakes.
Mr. Tang grabbed the tea and threw it into the air, and the tea suddenly scattered and fell.
It made a rustling sound when it fell into the iron pot, which was very pleasant.
Seeing this, Tang Yuanming immediately grabbed the tea and finally completed it successfully.
Tang Yuanming breathed a sigh of relief, "Old Sun, I'll leave the next one to you."
"Give me no problem."
Mr. Sun nodded solemnly, took the dustpan and went outside together.
I found a piece of clean gauze and spread it on the baking cage until the tea leaves began to drop to room temperature.
Mr. Sun carefully spread the tea leaves on the gauze, and then the four of them sat on the stool and looked at the tea leaves seriously.
The sun gradually sets westward and falls into the mountains to the west.
The sunset burned the whole sky red, and the orange-red light of the fire clouds spreads over the world.
The entire Huaxi Village was immediately immersed in the misty red atmosphere, and there was no sun that continued to heat up.
Due to these mosses, the heat capacity on campus is very limited, and it seems less hot.
Four people were baking the stove, so it was not so hot.
"Grandpa, are your tea leaves still not ready?"
Tang Tian pushed the door open and walked in, with Ganoderma lucidum behind him.
They waited at home for a long time, but they didn't see Jiang Che and the others coming back, so they came over to take a look.
"Girl, don't talk, now is the critical moment."
Mr. Tang waited for a look of Tang Tian and said in a low voice.
Mr. Sun didn't even raise his head and carefully flipped the tea leaves on the gauze.
Seeing the three old men appearing seriously, Tang Tian held the little spirit cat, stuck out his tongue and shrank his neck, and then carefully came to Jiang Che to watch it curiously.
"You sit and watch, it'll be fine soon."
Jiang Che immediately got up and pulled Tang Tian to sit on his stool. Tang Yuanming glanced at Jiang Che and withdrew his gaze.
"Brother, you're too biased."
Ganoderma lucidum, who followed him, pouted and said in a low voice.
Jiang Che just smiled and didn't say anything. It would be better to show his love and be low-key. His grandfather is still here.
Tang Tian sat down embarrassedly. When he got close, he could smell a faint tea fragrance, which was very comfortable.
No wonder the three old men were so close that they were not afraid of heat at all, just to smell the fragrance of tea!
Not to mention, the tea smells really good, and Tang Tian couldn't help but feel the clear eyes.
After baking for about five minutes, Mr. Sun picked up a tea leaf that had been curled up completely. With a slight force, the tea leaf suddenly broke.
Every piece of this tea is a treasure, and Mr. Sun is reluctant to twist it into powder.
That's all, "Okay."
Mr. Sun quickly picked up the tea leaves and Jiang Che quickly extinguished the charcoal fire.
Finally it was done, and the tense nerves of the three old men immediately relaxed.
Only then did they feel unprecedented fatigue and sit on the chair without even wanting to move.
But they were still thinking about tea leaves in their hearts and licked their dry lips one after another.
"Have you had a rest yet, I can't wait to taste the tea."
Mr. Sun Weidong was relatively relaxed, so he quickly recovered his energy.
Tang Yuanming shook his head slightly, "Xiao Che's tea leaves are yours, so how to deal with them, you should make the decision."
"Thank you three grandpas. If you have a good rest, go to my house to make tea. I'm also very curious about the taste of this tea."
Jiang Che stood up and said in a novel.
The three old men's eyes lit up. Isn't that what they were waiting for?
Immediately, they stood up in high spirits, and then everyone went into the house to take all the tools for making tea to Jiang Che's house.
At this time, my father, second uncle, Xu Guotao, Song Tianxing and others were all back and were sitting in the yard chatting.
Everyone walked into the door and everyone looked over.
"Son, have you and the old man prepared the tea?"
Chen Xiuzhi asked immediately.
"Yes, I'm not bringing this back and giving you a taste."
Jiang Che raised the electric kettle in his hand, and the three old men held tea sets.
"Your dad and I don't know what to drink tea, you can drink it."
"Mom, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's fun to drink."
"Yes, Auntie, try it together. Drinking more tea is good for your health."
Tang Tian smiled and walked forward, pulled Chen Xiuzhi and Jiang Yunshan to the table to sit down.
Jiang Che invited Xu Guotao and Song Tianxing's family to come again.
When they first arrived, they saw three old men fiddling with these tea leaves all day long.
I don’t know where the three old men value these teas, they are also very curious.
When everyone was seated, the three old men had already arranged tea sets on the table.
Fortunately, there were enough cups, otherwise it would have been uneven.
Tang Yuanming thought about it and didn't dare to put more tea leaves, but just put three of them.
When I thought of the first time I ate tea, it was so exciting that he knew how powerful this tea was.
Three leaves are enough, and you should be able to share a cup on the table.
After a while, the water boiled, turned off the heat and waited for a while.
Open the purple clay teapot, pour in boiling water at about 80 degrees, cover the lid and wait.
The sloping water vapor rose in the spout of the purple clay pot. After a while, everyone at the table smelled a very, very indescribable fragrance of tea permeated between their noses.
Everyone was excited and looked at the small teapot on the table, all of whom were interested.
It felt like the same, so Mr. Tang picked up the teapot and shook it gently, and then started pouring tea.
The teapot is too small, and water is added three times, so each person gets a brew of tea.
"This tea is so fragrant. Do Mr. Tang know what kind of variety this is?"
Xu Guotao has also drunk a lot of good tea, but he has never smelled such a fragrance.
Put it between your nose and smell it, feeling refreshed.
The old man at home has a special status. Although he has retired, many people with high power come to visit him every year.
There are countless wine, water, tea and tea at home, but he has never drunk such tea.
Mr. Tang shook his head: "I want to know what kind of variety it is, but this tea leaf was picked by Xiaoche on the mountain. It is probably an old tea tree of some kind."
"Everyone, try it, this tea seems to have some special effect, and you can feel it after you have a closer look."
After saying that, he couldn't wait to take a sip, and the tea entered his mouth, and a slight bitterness suddenly bloomed on the tip of his tongue.
After the bitterness passed, a sweet feeling like a summer spring surged up.
Only then did the bitterness come true. I swallowed the tea and felt a cool feeling rushed straight into my forehead.
At this moment, Tang Yuanming felt as if his brain had opened up, and it was chilly.
Thoughts flowed even faster, and various thoughts emerged.
Even the forgotten memories appear in my mind, and the pictures with deep memories are a little clearer.
Especially the little things that happened with his deceased wife were relived in his mind.
While regaining my memory, I kept recalling the experiences I summarized when I cultivated flowers and plants in the past.
At this moment in his mind, he had more inspiration for the same experiment.
My mind fluctuated violently, but for reality, it was only a moment.
Mr. Tang opened his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist. He couldn't help feeling sad when he recalled his wife.
But the inspiration that emerged later made him ecstatic.
Just a sip of tea made him experience a variety of emotions at the same time. It was really amazing!
It seems that the desire hidden in the heart of a person has magnified. I wonder if other people’s feelings are the same as theirs?
At this time, Mr. Pan and Mr. Sun also opened their eyes one after another, and the few looked at each other.
Everyone saw the shock in each other's eyes. The effect of this tea is really exciting!
There was still a small sip in the cup, and Tang Yuanming drank it in one sip.
This time the feeling is not as strong as the first time, but as long as he calms down and tries to associate with the familiar fields, he can still burst out with countless inspirations.
It's incredible. Isn't this the state of flow that all artists and scientists dream of?
Flow of mind can be understood as understanding thoughts, concentrated thoughts, profound association and analysis of a certain thing, unwilling to interrupt, and accompanied by a high sense of excitement and fulfillment.
However, it is difficult to achieve the state of flow of mind, and generally only those who have attained enlightenment or Taoist power can achieve it.
Long-term training is required. In fact, in Buddhism, the flow of mind is meditation, and in Taoism, it is the unity of man and nature.
I didn’t expect that a cup of tea could allow ordinary people to experience this rare state, it’s so strong!
After Jiang Che finished drinking the tea, he clearly felt the faint spiritual energy contained in it and the unique Taoist rhyme carried by the tea.
After this Taoist rhyme entered the brain along the meridians, Jiang Che's brain began to run rapidly.
The Aoki Changsheng Art taught to him by Wuyou began to show its mind, and he had a new understanding of future practice.
And Jiang Che found that drinking this tea could lead to meditation and meditation more quickly.
However, for Jiang Che now, this effect comes and goes quickly because his realm is too high.
Strictly speaking, Xiaocha can only be regarded as a pseudo-spirited plant. Perhaps one day when Xiaocha's spiritual consciousness wakes up again, it will transform into a real spiritual plant.
Everyone has different feelings after a cup of tea, and it is often the deepest feeling that you think the most.
Song Huanhuan was still young and got a cup. After drinking it, she would smash it and her mouth.
However, what she thought of was summer homework that had not started writing yet, which scared her so much that she was so excited that she quickly retreated from that state.
"It's so hard!"
Song Huanhuan stuck out her tongue and couldn't accept it.
The three old men felt a little distressed when they saw that their faces were thrusting.
"Huanhuan, don't talk nonsense. What tea do children drink? Give it to me quickly."
Song Tianxing looked shocked after drinking his tea, and quickly snatched the teacup in Song Huanhuan's hand. He slowly tasted it.
"Xiao Che, I want to ask if there are many tea trees on Qingyun Mountain?"
Tang Yuanming looked at Jiang Che frantically at the empty teacup.
I believe no one would think that such tea is missing. If a painter can drink a cup of tea while painting, it would be like a help from God!
Pan Shoucheng and Sun Weidong also looked at Jiang Che curiously.
"I have seen one by accident, and I don't know if there are any other tea trees."
"I'll go and check it out when I have time. If I have more, I'll come back."
Qingyun Mountain definitely does not have leaves of Xiaocha, but I just don’t know if the branches of Xiaocha can be cut. Let’s try it in the evening.
After the planting is divided, it is enough to send it to the back mountain to plant it.
"Wannian, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, Yang Suwan looked at Xu Wannian beside her and asked.
Everyone looked over and was surprised to find that Xu Wannian was constantly pulling Yang Suwan's sleeves, which was not very active.
The black and white eyes stared at the teacup in front of her, raised her hand and pointed.
"I want to...want to drink."
Xu Wannian spit out a few words intermittently in her mouth.
Everyone at the table was shocked. It was the first time they heard her speak after the little guy came for so long.
Xu Guotao and his wife were stunned for a moment, and then they were hit by a huge surprise, and they were trembling with excitement.
But the tea has been finished.
"Xiao Che, I know this tea is very precious. You can see if we can make a pot for our children. We can pay for it, as much as possible!"
Yang Suwan looked at Jiang Che with moist eyes, and she was tears of joy.
"What are you talking about by Sister Yang? It's just tea. My son is not going to hurry up."
Chen Xiuzhi looked over immediately, and Jiang Che immediately took out the wooden box containing tea, took out a piece and put it in.