Daqin storyteller, starting with an inventory of the top ten emperors

"Let's take advantage of poetry and wine to try new tea with new fire."

"You two, please."

Looking at Lao Li and Lao Zhao whose eyes were gradually shocked and dull, Bai Su said with a playful face.

Ying Zheng and Li Shimin picked up their teacups in disbelief and took a sip.

The fragrance is rich and graceful, and it explodes directly on the tip of the tongue.

The whole mouth is filled with this fragrant aroma!

Li Shimin and Ying Zheng sat up straight, their faces full of shock!

good tea!delicious!
Peerless!

This special uncooked tea completely amazed them!

This tea is absolutely perfect!
Compared with boiled tea, this tea is fragrant and fragrant, with endless taste, far better than boiled tea!

No wonder Mr. Bai Su wanted to say something like that just now!

It turned out that he had already guessed their reaction!

Li Shimin and Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and they drank two cups of tea like a cow chewing peony.

Ying Zheng sighed from the bottom of his heart: "This tea is absolutely amazing!"

Li Shimin closed his eyes and pursed his lips, not daring to speak, and savoring the sweet fragrance.

"Hey, Mr. Bai Su, this tea, look..."

Ying Zheng looked at Bai Su cheekily.

Bai Su sipped his tea expressionlessly, "Didn't someone say that I have a lot of tea?"

"Didn't someone promise not to leave tea?"

"Really? There are still such people who don't know what's good and what's wrong, it must not be me, Zhao!"

Ying Zheng's face was also thick to a certain extent, and he was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"It must be Lao Li's nonsense!"

Lao Li suddenly opened his eyes, "Old Zhao, you stabbed me in the back!"

"What's the matter with you backstabbing, who made you so blind that you can't see that these tea leaves are good things."

"If you don't want it yourself, don't you want it, and you will hurt me."

Although Li Shimin wanted to refute, he thought about it.

It seems that he has been saying that he and Lao Zhao don't need it.

Ying Zheng didn't open his mouth the whole time.

hiss--

Good guy, Ying Zheng is so scheming!
Ying Zheng glanced at him triumphantly, "Mr. Bai Su, would you like to sell me some of this tea?"

"One or two teas, one or two golds, how about it?"

Bai Su shook his head, "Not for sale."

"I'm not short of money."

amount……

It seems that it is indeed the case!
When I bought potatoes and sweet potatoes for the first time, I gave Mr. Bai Su [-] gold.

There is also the money for cement later.

Mr. Bai Su is indeed not short of money.

So how can this be fixed.

After drinking Mr. Bai Su's tea.

Drink boiled tea again, it is hard to swallow at all, it is fine if you don't spit it out on the spot!
Regarding the amazing reaction of the two of them, Bai Su had expected it a long time ago, so he said the ugly words first.

The prevalent method of making tea in this era.

It is to boil a bunch of seasonings such as onion, ginger, salt, orange peel, mint and so on with tea leaves.

This is simply the way to make soup!

The tea soup boiled in this way has only various strange tastes.

There is no fragrance of tea itself at all.

Even the best tea is useless.

It was precisely because Bai Su drank boiled tea twice that he couldn't bear it at all.

I made up my mind to fry some tea by myself.

He naturally knows the difference between boiled tea and his own roasted tea.

Not in the same order of magnitude at all!
Seeing that Bai Su was unmoved, Li Shimin came up with a good idea.

"Mr. Bai Su, how about we learn how to make tea from you?"

Doesn't this solve the problem from the source!

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, yes, good idea!
Since Mr. Bai Su is not willing to sell them tea.

Then they learn how to make tea, isn't it all right?

If you want to drink it in the future, you can make it like this.

Bai Su nodded, "That's not bad."

The main reason is that frying tea is too laborious.

He was so exhausted that he fried such a little tea.

I don't have enough to drink, how can I give them both.

However, if you teach them the technique of frying tea, let them do it themselves.

That's different.

Anyway, I can't get tired of myself.

As for cherishing the broom, Bai Su never thought about it.

The method of frying tea is nothing more than a precious thing.

"The method I just used is called making tea."

"Of course, the reason why it tastes better than brewing tea."

"The key is not in the brewing, but in the tea."

Bai Su took out two shriveled tea leaves and placed them in front of their eyes.

"The key to the good taste of these teas is that they have been roasted and dried in the sun."

"All the essence of the tea is locked in it and completely preserved."

"But the green juice is fried and dried, and disappears."

"Therefore, only this kind of tea can drink the fragrance of the tea itself."

"If you don't go through this step and directly process the tea, it will only be bitter and astringent."

"As for the method of frying tea, it is..."

Bai Su babbled a lot to them.

Ying Zheng and Li Shimin nodded again and again, and the more they listened, the more excited they became.

Let someone do it when you go back and try it!
While they were tasting tea and communicating, Zhao Yun also brought Xue Ji over.

Coincidentally, what Bai Su said here is almost the same.

Everyone took their seats.

Ximen Chuuxue and Zhao Yun still guarded Bai Su's back.

"Ximen and Zilong, you two should take your seats too."

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night, let's have a reunion dinner as a family."

Zhao Yun and Ximen Chuuxue did not expect that there would be room for them to sit on such an occasion.

The two wanted to refuse.

But Bai Su had already waved his hand and interrupted their words.

"You guard me with all your heart, just like my family, why not have a meal with your own family."

"Take a seat!"

Zhao Yun and Ximen Chuuxue couldn't resist Bai Su's intentions, so they had to sit down, feeling deeply moved.

In this world, the two guards who care about me the most may be myself.

In Bai Su's mind, they are not tool people rewarded by the system.

It's the family members who get along with me day and night.

But he didn't notice that Xue Ji, who was sitting beside her, had already blushed all over her face.

He said, he is his family?

What does he mean?
While Xue Ji was thinking wildly, Bai Su was also feeling emotional.

Thinking of when I first came here, I was alone and unaccompanied.

After discovering that this is an era of integration, they panicked even more.

Fortunately, because of the advantages of the times, I know more than others.

He just survived this era.

Up to now, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he has gathered a table of relatives and friends.

Bai Su couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Today is the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for family reunion.

He suddenly thought of his parents in his previous life.

Now that we are separated by two worlds, I don't know if there is a chance to meet again in this life.

Nor is it how the parents lived after his son left.

Raise your glass and look at the moon, memories are flying, and before you know it, tears are already in your eyes.

An ancient word can't help but come to mind.

It just corresponds to the current scene, and can also echo his mood at the moment.

Bai Su lowered his head and spoke slowly.