Global Food Tour

Chapter 56 A trip to the Blue House Tea Factory, the survival of tea-making skills! [Dazhang asks for a ticket]

Xu Jie threw three words at Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng laughed and said: "Old Xu, I checked the official account just now and found that you left a series of periods under an article, so I guess you didn't sleep, so I called you .”

"Let's talk about it."

"Did you see the second email I sent you yesterday?" Zhang Feng asked.

"No, I'm so busy today that I don't have time to read it, so let's talk on the phone," Xu Jie said.

"Well, my opinion on this matter is, no compromise, no negotiation, no reconciliation, and sue to the end." Zhang Feng said seriously.

On the other end, Xu Jie was stunned for a moment, and said, "Are you mad? You are just an introduction. Zhao Ming and his family want to dominate the live broadcast industry and cultivate a second entertainment circle. I also have the same intention, so you just do it." Cannon fodder."

"I know, when the gods fight, I, the little devil, will suffer. You are a woman, rest is very important, otherwise it will consume a lot of your youth." Zhang Feng chattered.

"Is it related to this matter?" Xu Jie was still cold.

"Evil...Old Xu, I care about you from the perspective of a classmate. You see that even in the few days you were in Negombo, you kept answering the phone. You can't take the money with you even if you die." Zhang Feng said in a deep tone.

"It's good, but it's useless. Do you think I'm willing to live this kind of life?" Xu Jie's tone changed slightly.

The stronger a woman is, the weaker she is at night. If Zhang Feng said these things in bed with Xu Jie now, something charming would happen. After all, Xu Jie's eyes were covered with mist.

But Zhang Feng didn't hear the slight change in his tone, and pretended to sigh: "Forget it, I don't understand you."

"Oh."

But the phone didn't mean to hang up, it was a bit different from usual, this made Zhang Feng feel it, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start, he hesitated, and said: "I will mail you an order in a few days Go back to the black tea, the black tea here is full of flavor and good for the body, go to bed early, the body is important, good night."

"Ah."

Xu Jie on the other side hummed, but her tone was obviously crying, but Xu Jie hung up the phone so fast that Zhang Feng didn't notice.

On the other side, as soon as Xu Jie hung up the phone, the tears in the corners of her eyes became lines like streams. Who knew her pain and tiredness? Like most people in the city, she hated her current life, even if she was that kind of person. The so-called worry-free life, which can even be said to be a life of fine clothing and food, is not happy for her.

And it was a very unhappy one. The shopping mall was like a battlefield, and I was sad and tired during the period. The few days in Negombo were the first days in Xu Jie's life that meant traveling.

After crying, on the second day, Xu Jie put on heavy makeup to cover her swollen eyes, and continued her life that was regarded as a legend.

The next day, Zhang Feng got up early, and after washing up, he chartered a car to the tea factory.

Zhang Feng also read some travel guides and found that everyone's evaluation of the Mackwood Tea Factory was getting worse and worse, so Zhang Feng went to the Blue House Tea Factory.

On the way, Zhang Feng chatted with the driver brother, who also said that the Mackwood tea factory was closed.

But Zhang Feng felt that something was wrong. The closed door should mean "non-existent", but in fact the tea factory is still there and open normally, but it just changed hands.

What the driver brother understood might be that the tea factory of this brand has been replaced, even if it is closed, anyway, Zhang Feng, who has some obsessive-compulsive disorder, always feels weird along the way.

Along the way, Zhang Feng saw many tea mountains and some tea factories with brand names. He didn't know why Lanka only developed a few famous tea factories.

Departing at [-]:[-] in the morning, it took almost two hours to arrive at the Blue House Tea Factory. This time, I did not ask my brother to wait, because there are many cars going back, so there is no need to worry about running out of cars.

"You are welcome to visit our tea factory. Please follow them later. Someone will show you around the tea factory." A middle-aged man with a fluffy beard said with a smile.

"Thank you."

Zhang Feng thanked him politely, the uncle gave a gesture with a smile, and then went to greet other tourists. There were people of all skin colors, young and old.

The blue roof looks a bit like a simple door panel house from a distance, but it is actually glazed mud tiles. As for the blue color, it seems to be painted.

Even in the yard, one could smell the smell of tea leaves. Zhang Feng wanted to take a picture, but found that the surrounding scenery was not suitable for the camera.

"Hello everyone, now I will take you to visit the tea factory. Tourists who are going now are invited to line up here. It is free." A young man wearing a hat shouted with a loudspeaker.

The tourists in the yard started moving one after another. Why not do it for free, Zhang Feng also followed. There were about seven or eight people in the group, and many of them chose to visit by themselves. As long as they follow the rules inside, they can will not be rejected.

Zhang Feng followed for a few minutes and then fell behind. Listening to this kind of explanation, which is close to Baidu Encyclopedia, is really not attractive. Zhang Feng still likes to explore the process by himself. It is best to chat with the master who makes the tea.

Walking in a tea-making factory, I saw some workers busy at work, and many unprocessed tea leaves were placed in large iron boxes.

But the tea gave Zhang Feng the feeling of "garbage", the kind that is very bad, it is purely ordinary old leaves, and the workers who make the tea seem to be "absent-minded", not making the tea, but chatting with tourists , or demonstrate how to make tea.

Zhang Feng turned on the live broadcast device, turned on the recording function, and started to turn around. After looking around, he saw a cleanly dressed employee brother, and walked up to him and asked, "Hi, brother."

The little brother was called by Zhang Feng, with a trace of panic on his face, and replied in not very fluent English: "Do you want to ask about the method of making tea?"

Zhang Feng nodded and shook his head, saying: "No, these teas seem to be very bad. Can you tell me the reason?"

Zhang Feng slowed down his speech, and the little brother understood, and said: "Yes, during this period of time, there are no suitable tea leaves in our tea mountain, but in order to show everyone a visit, we can only use some old leaves to demonstrate .”

"Sure enough." Zhang Feng murmured to himself, thanked his little brother with a smile, then took a step and continued to visit.

But the little brother followed up hesitantly, Zhang Feng ignored it at first, and finally thought about it carefully, and probably understood what this shy little brother meant, they were all young people, Zhang Feng planned to help a little bit This little brother.

"Brother, can you explain to me what this is for?" Zhang Feng pointed at the big machine.

Seeing that Zhang Feng called me, the younger brother was very excited, and took a deep breath before introducing. Zhang Feng kept encouraging the younger brother, and the younger brother's speech speed gradually returned to normal, and he became more natural.

"...This is a device used to remove the moisture from the tea leaves. Its principle is... This is to remove the last moisture. I can give a demonstration..." The little brother said while doing his hands, looking very dedicated, even Sweat appeared on the forehead.

All these were seen in Zhang Feng's eyes. Zhang Feng roughly confirmed his thoughts. This was a commentator during the internship period or a new employee here. Zhang Feng followed the little brother step by step and occasionally moved his hands. It was very useful. It’s fun, it’s the first time I’ve come into contact with tea making tools and specific steps.

Looking at these somewhat cumbersome production methods, Zhang Feng finally understood. No wonder tea is so popular all over the world. The culture it represents is so profound.

"This is the final treatment, but it is best to dry it in our Ceylon sun, but now we are pursuing profit and have been drying it with a machine, which reduces a lot of smell." When the little brother said this, his face was a little The color of loss.

"Well, a lot of things have lost the most authentic things because of people's changes, but we just need to remember. Can you recommend a place to see the original craftsmanship of tea making?"

The little brother shook his head and said: "I don't know, I want to see it too, many of them are only available in the materials."

The eyes of the two people intertwined at this moment, and they both saw each other's loss. Zhang Feng patted the nostalgic little brother, and said with a smile: "Maybe by chance, you may find those methods. If you can't find them here, go to Find its source, thank you, this is a thousand rupees, count it as a reward, you are great."

As for the source, Zhang Feng did not say clearly, he believed that the little brother was smart enough to know that it was Huaxia.

Zhang Feng was not stingy with his compliments, the little brother heard Zhang Feng's words, the haze on his face was swept away a lot, he put on a smile, and gratefully said thank you to Zhang Feng several times.

"By the way, do you need to eat now? There will be free tea to drink." The little brother was still a little excited.

Zhang Feng didn't know whether he should refuse for a while. He happened to see a few tourists coming in and said, "There are a few more people here. You can try to communicate with them and practice your English. For restaurants, just point them out to me." gone."

"Okay, just go straight up to the second floor." The little brother pointed in one direction.

"Thank you."

Zhang Feng then turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he was stopped by the younger brother. This time the younger brother said seriously: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Smelling the increasingly fragrant tea, Zhang Feng came to the restaurant on the second floor.

　ps: Thank you Lan Zexiang for the reward of 100 coins, O(∩_∩)O thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)