"The girl must take good care of this Tianyihe tree and never water it randomly?"
Mr. Tang repeatedly told him and looked at the flower pot in Tang Tian’s arms.
"I know Grandpa, you are so nagging. Go and do your business!"
Tang Tian replied impatiently, turned his head to continue chatting with Ganoderma lucidum and Chen Xiuzhi, explaining to them the history of this orchid.
Chen Xiuzhi was so happy that she knew that this orchid was given to Tang Tian by Jiang Che.
Although she knew that this orchid was worth a lot of money, there was no important place for a well-behaved and smart daughter-in-law.
After knowing that the two established a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, Chen Xiuzhi and Lingzhi became closer to Tang Tian.
Tang Yuanming sighed when he heard the sore teeth, shook his head and said, "You are not a woman who is too young to stay!"
"Let's go Grandpa Tang, if you don't hurry up, it will be dark."
Jiang Che held the dried tea leaves in his hand and said with a smile on his lips.
Tang Yuanming glared at Jiang Che, "You bad boy, have kidnapped my good granddaughter."
He went out with resentment all over his body, and Old Pan and Old Sun covered their mouths and laughed secretly.
"Mom, Tang Tian, I'll go fry tea first and come back later."
"Go and go, it doesn't matter if you come back later."
Chen Xiuzhi touched Hongyun's head in her arms without raising her head, and replied a few casually.
Uh! What is this? Jiang Che is a little upset.
Tang Tian looked at Jiang Che quietly and smiled playfully.
Yuanbao Black Bean and Yundou are in Song Huanhuan, Xu Wannian and the others' arms, looking at Jiang Che eagerly, hoping that he can take them out for fun.
Jiang Che ignored it directly. It would be very troublesome to stir-fry tea leaves later.
Turning around, he caught up with Mr. Tang and the others and came to the residence of Mr. Tang and the other two.
This is a dilapidated farmyard with a small courtyard wall made of adobe bricks, black tiles and rocks.
The ground and courtyard walls were covered with thick moss, and it was very verdant and clean, like a thick and soft grass mat.
Only a path in the middle of the stones of different sizes is not covered with moss, which is clearly separated from the moss all over the yard. The whole yard looks like a landscape painting with profound artistic conception.
Jiang Che couldn't help but think of a poem.
The moss marks are green on the steps, and the grass color enters the curtain.
This is really a true portrayal of the humble room!
The three old men really know how to enjoy life, and they can enjoy themselves with such conditions.
There are also unknown wild flowers planted on both sides of the wall, full of details!
"Three grandpas, you are so awesome. I came here too late yesterday and didn't look carefully."
"So you have cleaned up this broken house so exquisitely, just like what the poem says."
Jiang Che walked into the courtyard gate and praised sincerely.
Hearing Jiang Che's praise, the three old men were quite helpful and laughed softly.
Although it is only a temporary residence, for the three old men, living in a good environment can make people feel happy.
I don’t know if the environment in Huaxi is too good or the reason for the health care of Jiang Che’s family.
They found that since they came to Huaxi Village, all their minor physical problems had disappeared.
And he is energetic and clear every day, as if he is a teenager younger.
However, there was nothing to do here, so they focused on this small yard.
When I was fine, I looked for materials in the village, dug flowers and plants on the mountain, and started decorating this simple yard, and I had the current results.
"What's so amazing? It's better to say that the environment in your village is good."
"I haven't seen such a good moss for many years."
Mr. Sun shook his head and said, moss has very strict requirements on the environment. Now, many rural areas can basically no longer see thick green moss.
Natural moss is laid in the yard, pleasing to the eye and exudes a faint fragrance of moss.
"Okay, let's go in. Xiaoche tries not to step on these moss. It's rare to grow like this."
Jiang Che nodded and walked into the kitchen on the stone path.
The stove that was just rebuilt yesterday is ready to be used after a day and night of dust drying.
The large iron pot that Jiang Che bought was embedded in the stove, and everything was ready yesterday.
"Three grandpas, let me burn the fire. I'm familiar with this."
The three old men nodded. They really don’t know much about this old stove that burns firewood.
Jiang Che quickly burned the stove, and Tang Yuanming reached out to test the temperature.
I took a bottle of white vinegar on the stove and poured it in, and then started to wait for the white vinegar to boil.
Just take a bamboo brush and clean it back and forth in the iron pot.
When the washing is almost done, pour out the white vinegar inside and use dishwashing liquid to clean it with hot water.
He put the iron pot on the stove again, and at this time, Mr. Pan came over with a dustpan of dried wild tea leaves.
These are the wild tea trees they found on the mountain these days, and a little wild tea leaves they picked.
Jiang Che asked in confusion when he saw it, "Didn't Grandpa Tang want to fry my tea leaves?"
"Where did you look at the notes of the old Tea Saint? Do you know if the new iron pot needs to be boiled?"
"Isn't it a waste of talent to use such good tea from the beginning?"
Tang Yuanming said angrily.
There are two reasons why these wild tea leaves are used to fry them first.
First, to open the pot, remove the iron smell in the iron pot.
Second, they are also the first time they are stir-frying tea, and they are not very experienced, so they need to use these garbage teas to practice their hands.
"Isn't you there?"
Jiang Che said angrily and continued to burn his fire.
Tang Yuanming didn't say anything, and seriously felt the temperature in the pot with his hands.
The temperature of the finished filming was about 140 degrees, and Tang Yuanming felt that it was almost done after a while.
Grab a few handfuls of wild tea leaves and sprinkle them evenly, and then start to turn them slowly.
The hot pot bottom made the old man shake, and he accidentally got scalded just now.
"Grandpa Tang might as well do it. If you burn it, Tang Tian should blame me."
Seeing this, Jiang Che quickly stood up and said worriedly.
"Burn your fire well. I'm fine. If you want to drink good tea, how can you not suffer a little?"
Tang Yuanming insisted on doing it himself. As Tang Yuanming became more and more skillful, his hands moved faster and faster.
The hands flew up and down, the leaves were thrown up, and the leaves slowly darkened from emerald green.
The moisture of wild tea leaves evaporates rapidly, and a faint fragrance of tea can be slowly smelled in the kitchen.
Tang Yuanming grabbed a handful of tea leaves and put it under his nose to smell it, and nodded almost.
I took a winnowing basket and quickly grabbed the tea leaves in the pot.
At this time, Mr. Pan was replaced because the three of them were novices, so in order to learn how to stir-fry tea as soon as possible.
The division of labor among the three is clear, and each person studies one step.
Mr. Pan took the tea that he had finished the first time and put it on the dustpan and kept rolling it.
The force is light and light, and a lot of water in the tea leaves is squeezed out.
When the tea leaves were all striped, Mr. Pan stopped and handed them to Tang Yuanming again.
"Xiao Che, the fire is a little smaller."
Jiang Che nodded, removed the two big wooden sticks, and the temperature of the iron pot dropped slightly.
After feeling that the temperature was almost the same, Tang Yuanming sprinkled the tea leaves again.
Continue to stir-fry. When stir-frying this time, I kept rubbing the tea leaves with my hands and rubbing them all into strips.
Then throw it in the air and wait until the tea leaves fall down to make a rustling sound.
Then it was poured out again, and by this time the moisture in the tea had already disappeared about 80%.
Now there is only one last step left to dry, and it is Mr. Sun's turn to play.