Chapter 211: Hardship Comes and Sweetness Comes, Heart Flows (2 in 1)
The four people gathered around the stove, their expressions solemn and solemn.
In fact, Tang Yuanming and Pan Shoucheng were already very tired. After all, they were studying the most physically demanding process.
Logically speaking, in this state, you should rest for a night and fight again tomorrow.
But Jiang Che's tea leaves could no longer wait. After the tea leaves were shaken,
Damaged edges and prolonged exposure to air will affect the quality of the tea.
So today we have to 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 increased, and Mr. Tang stretched out his hand to carefully feel the temperature inside the pot.
When I felt it was almost done, I immediately took a dustpan and poured the tea leaves into it.
The amount of tea leaves in this dustpan is not very large, just enough to cover the bottom of the pot.
Then Mr. Tang began to stir-fry it up and down. Good tea leaves are good tea leaves.
When stir-fried, the leaves feel delicate to the palm, unlike wild tea leaves that prick your hands.
Tang Yuanming was very serious about cooking and concentrated, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
I was afraid that I would ruin this precious tea because of my own negligence.
Stir-fry for about ten minutes, and a strong fragrance of tea begins to spread.
Several people who smelled this fragrance suddenly felt at peace in their hearts.
It was so refreshing, and the dark and hot kitchen seemed to become a little brighter.
Xiancha is Xiancha, Xiao Che is really awesome.
The things he took out were nothing ordinary. They had never heard of such extraordinary tea.
This kind of tea fragrance is not like Longjing or Tieguanyin. Anyway, this smell is the fragrance of tea that they have never smelled before.
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With the refreshing effect of the tea fragrance, Mr. Tang became even more energetic and focused more on making this pot of tea.
When the emerald green tea leaves gradually turned dim, Mr. Tang immediately grabbed the tea leaves.
Then he quickly handed it over to Mr. Pan for rolling, in order to ensure the original flavor of the tea.
Mr. Pan specially changed a new dustpan. During the kneading process, a large amount of green juice stained the dustpan.
The aroma of tea in the kitchen was even stronger, and the three old men stared at the tea leaves nervously.
Mr. Pan kneaded it for about fifteen minutes and stopped immediately when he saw that the tea leaves had all become strips.
Then he handed it over to Mr. Tang Yuanming to stir-fry for the second time. Upon seeing this, Jiang Che quickly reduced the fire in the stove.
Pour the tea leaves into the iron pot again, and Mr. Tang stir-fries again.
The water inside the tea leaves is quickly evaporated, the leaves begin to curl up, and the fragrance of the tea leaves is firmly locked in.
The aroma in the kitchen gradually dissipated.
The tea leaves shrunk into crooked branches, almost the same size, like small dark green snakes.
Mr. Tang grabbed the tea leaves and threw them into the air. The tea leaves immediately scattered and fell.
It makes a rustling sound when dropped in the iron pot, which is very pleasant to the ear.
Upon seeing this, Tang Yuanming immediately grabbed the tea leaves and finally completed it successfully.
Tang Yuanming breathed a long sigh of relief, "Old Sun, the rest will be left to you."
"No problem, give it to me."
Mr. Sun nodded solemnly, took the dustpan and everyone went outside together.
I found a piece of clean gauze and spread it on the drying basket, and waited until the tea leaves started to drop to normal temperature.
Mr. Sun carefully spread the tea leaves on the gauze, and then the four of them sat on the pony and looked at the tea leaves carefully.
The sun gradually set towards the west and fell into the mountains to the west.
The setting sun burned the entire sky red, and the orange-red light of the burning clouds filled the world.
The entire Huaxi Village was suddenly immersed in a red and hazy atmosphere, with no continuous heat from the sun.
Because of the moss, the heat capacity inside the campus is very limited, so it doesn't seem that hot.
With four people warming up on the stove, the heat was no longer so unbearable.
"Grandpa, aren't your tea leaves ready yet?"
Tang Tian opened the door and walked in at this time, followed by Ganoderma lucidum.
They waited at home for a long time but didn't see Jiang Che and the others coming back, so they came over to take a look out of curiosity.
"Girl, don't talk for now, now is the critical moment."
Mr. Tang waited for a moment and said something in a low voice to Tang Tian.
Mr. Sun didn't even raise his head and carefully turned over the tea leaves on the gauze.
Seeing the serious expressions of the three old men, Tang Tian hugged the little civet, stuck out his tongue, shrank his neck, and then carefully came to Jiang Che and watched curiously.
"Come and sit and watch. It will be fine soon."
Jiang Che immediately stood up and pulled Tang Tian to sit on his pony. Tang Yuanming glanced at Jiang Che briefly and then looked away.
"Brother, you are too partial."
Lingzhi, who followed, pouted and whispered.
Jiang Che just smiled and said nothing. It was better to keep a low profile to show his affection. His grandfather is still here.
Tang Tian sat down embarrassedly. As he got closer, he could smell the faint fragrance of tea, which was very comfortable.
No wonder the three old men were not afraid of the heat when they got so close, just to smell the fragrance of the tea!
Not to mention, the fragrance of this tea was really good, and Tang Tian couldn't help but feel that his ears and eyes were clear.
After baking for about five minutes, Mr. Sun twisted a tea leaf that had been completely curled up. With a slight exertion, the tea leaf suddenly broke.
Every piece of this tea leaf is a treasure, and Mr. Sun is not willing to twist it into powder.
That's it, it's almost done, "Okay."
Mr. Sun quickly picked up the tea leaves, and Jiang Che quickly put out the charcoal fire.
It was finally completed, and the tense nerves of the three old men immediately relaxed.
Only then did they feel more exhausted than ever before, slumped in their chairs and didn't want to move at all.
But they were still thinking about the tea leaves and licked their dry lips one after another.
"Have you rested? I can't wait to have some tea."
Mr. Sun Weidong was relatively relaxed, so he quickly regained his energy.
Tang Yuanming shook his head slightly, "Xiao Che, these tea leaves are yours, it's up to you to decide what to do with them."
"Thank you for your hard work, grandpas. If you have a good rest, you can go to my house to make tea. I am also very curious about the taste of this tea."
Jiang Che stood up and whispered.
The three old men's eyes lit up, wasn't this what they were waiting for?
He immediately stood up energetically, and then everyone went into the house and took all the tea-making tools to Jiang Che's house.
At this time, Dad's second uncle, Xu Guotao and Song Tianxing were all back and were sitting in the yard chatting.
As everyone walked in the door, everyone looked over.
"Son, have you and the old man prepared the tea?"
Chen Xiuzhi immediately asked.
"Yes, why don't you bring this back and give it to everyone to taste together?"
Jiang Che raised the electric kettle in his hand, and the three old men were holding tea sets.
"Your dad and I don't know anything about drinking tea, you just drink it."
"Mom, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. It's just fun to drink."
"Yes, Auntie, let's try it together. Drinking more tea is good for your health."
Tang Tian stepped forward with a smile, pulling Chen Xiuzhi and Jiang Yunshan to the table and sitting down.
Jiang Che called Xu Guotao and Song Tianxing's family over again.
When they first arrived, they saw three old men playing with the tea leaves all day long.
I don’t know what the three old men value about these tea leaves, and they are quite curious.
By the time everyone was seated, the three old men had already placed tea sets on the table.
Fortunately, there were enough cups, otherwise it would have been unevenly divided.
Tang Yuanming thought for a while and did not dare to put more tea leaves. He only put three tea leaves.
Thinking back to the ecstasy-like effect he had when he first tasted tea, he knew how powerful this tea was.
Three leaves are enough, and everyone at the table should be able to share a cup.
After a while, the water boiled, and I turned off the heat and waited for a while.
Open the purple clay pot, pour in boiling water at about 80 degrees Celsius, close the lid and wait.
Steam rose from the spout of the purple clay pot, and soon everyone at the table smelled a very, very indescribable aroma of tea filling their noses.
Everyone was refreshed and looked at the small teapot on the table with interest.
Feeling that it was almost time, Mr. Tang picked up the teapot, shook it gently, and then began to pour tea.
The teapot was too small, so we had to add water three times before everyone could get one cup of tea.
"This tea is so fragrant. Mr. Tang, does he know what kind of tea it is?"
I have drunk a lot of Xu Guotao's good tea, but I have never smelled such a fragrance.
Put it between your nose and smell it, and feel relaxed and happy.
The old man in the family has a special status. Although he has retired, many high-ranking people still come to visit him every year.
There are countless drinks and tea at home, but he has never tasted tea like this.
Mr. Tang shook his head: "I would like to know what kind it is, but Xiao Che picked this tea on the mountain. It is probably some kind of old tea tree."
"Everyone, try it quickly. This tea seems to have some special effects. You should be able to feel it if you experience it carefully."
After saying that, he couldn't wait to take a sip. The tea entered his mouth, and a slight bitterness suddenly bloomed on the tip of his tongue.
After the bitter taste passed, a sweetness like a summer mountain spring came up.
This was the end of all the hardships. After swallowing the tea, a cool feeling rushed straight to my forehead.
At this moment, Tang Yuanming felt as if his brain had opened up and was freezing.
My thoughts flowed even faster, and all kinds of thoughts emerged.
Even the forgotten memories appeared in my mind, and those memorable pictures became a little clearer.
Especially everything that happened with his late wife was replayed in his mind.
While regaining memories, I also kept recalling the experiences I gained when cultivating flowers and plants in the past.
At this moment in his mind, he had more inspiration for the same experiment.
The thoughts in my mind fluctuated violently, but to reality, only a moment had passed.
Mr. Tang opened his eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad when he recalled his wife.
But the inspiration that emerged later made him ecstatic.
Just one sip of tea allowed him to experience multiple emotions at the same time. It was really magical!
It's like amplifying the desires hidden in people's hearts. I wonder if other people's feelings are the same as mine?
At this time, Mr. Pan and Mr. Sun also opened their eyes one after another, and they looked at each other.
Everyone saw looks of shock in each other's eyes. The effect of this tea is really exciting!
There was still a small sip in the cup, so Tang Yuanming drank it in one gulp.
The feeling this time was not as strong as the first time, but as long as he calmed down and tried to think about the areas he was familiar with, he could still burst out countless inspirations.
It’s incredible. Isn’t this the flow state that all artists and scientists dream of?
Flow can be understood as having clear thoughts, concentrating thoughts, deeply associating and analyzing a certain thing, being unwilling to interrupt, and being accompanied by a high degree of excitement and fulfillment.
However, this state of flow is difficult to achieve. Generally, only eminent monks or Taoist masters can achieve it.
It requires long-term training. In fact, in Buddhist terms, the flow of mind is meditation, and in Taoist terms, it means the unity of nature and man.
I didn’t expect that a cup of tea could allow ordinary people to experience this rare state. It’s so powerful!
After Jiang Che drank the tea, he clearly felt the faint spiritual energy contained in it, as well as the unique Taoist charm carried by the tea.
After this Dao rhyme entered the brain along the meridians, Jiang Che's brain began to work rapidly.
The Aoki Immortality Technique that Wuyou taught him began to unfold in his mind, and he gained a new understanding of his future cultivation.
And Jiang Che found that drinking this tea could help him meditate more quickly.
However, for the current Jiang Che, this effect comes and goes quickly because his realm is too high.
Strictly speaking, Xiaocha can only be regarded as a pseudo-spiritual plant. Perhaps one day in the future, when Xiaocha's spiritual consciousness awakens again, it will transform into a real spiritual plant.
Everyone has different feelings after a cup of tea, and those who think about it the most often feel the most profoundly.
Even though Song Huanhuan was still young, she also got a drink. After drinking it, she smashed it into her mouth.
However, all she could think of were her summer homework assignments that she had not yet started writing. She was so frightened that she quickly exited the state.
"It's so painful!"
Song Huanhuan stuck out her tongue, somewhat unable to accept it.
The three old men's faces twitched when they saw it, feeling a little distressed.
"Huanhuan, don't talk nonsense. What kind of tea does the child want to drink? Give it to me quickly."
After Song Tianxing drank his tea, he looked shocked. He quickly took the tea cup from Song Huanhuan's hand and there was still a lot of it in it. He tasted it slowly.
"Xiao Che, I would like to ask if there are many tea trees in Qingyun Mountain?"
Tang Yuanming looked at the empty tea cup and looked at Jiang Che feverishly.
I believe no one will have too much tea like this. If a painter can drink a cup of tea while painting, it will be like a divine help!
Pan Shoucheng and Sun Weidong also looked at Jiang Che curiously.
"I saw one accidentally. I don't know if there are other tea trees."
"I'll go take a look when I have time. If I have more, I'll come back."
There are definitely no leaves of Xiaocha in Qingyun Mountain, but I just don’t know if the branches of Xiaocha can be cut. I’ll try it in the evening.
After the ramifications are made, it can be sent to the back hill to be planted.
"What's wrong with you, Wan Nian?"
At this time, Yang Suwan looked at Xu Wannian and asked.
Everyone looked over one after another, and were surprised to find that Xu Wanniian, who was usually not very active, was tugging at Yang Suwan's sleeves.
Her big black eyes were fixed on the teacup in front of her, and she raised her hand and pointed.
"Want...want to drink."
Xu Wannian spat out a few words intermittently.
Everyone at the table was shocked. This was the first time they heard the little guy speak in such a long time.
Xu Guotao and his wife were stunned for a moment, and then they were hit by a huge surprise, and their whole bodies were trembling with excitement.
But the tea has been finished.
"Xiao Che, I know this tea is very precious. Can you make a pot for the child? We can pay for it, no matter how much it is!"
Yang Suwan looked at Jiang Che with wet eyes, tears of joy.
"Sister Yang, what are you talking about? It's just tea leaves, my son, why don't you hurry up."
Chen Xiuzhi immediately looked over, and Jiang Che immediately took out the wooden box containing tea leaves, took out a piece and put it in.