Farming in another world to make a fortune

"Ghost crying cliff?" Hearing this name, Yu Zhou unconsciously began to imagine some rural ghost legends.

When Yu Qing was on the tree, he could clearly see the things in his back basket, and now he unconsciously squinted his eyes and glanced, "The kind of leaf buds in your back basket, except for Guikuya, can only go very far inward. Only in the deep mountains, don't tell me you went there?"

"No." Yu Zhou shook his head, but besides that one, there are other places where tea grows.

"That's it," Yu Qing persuaded, "Although Ghost Crying Cliff is not as scary as the people in the village say, it is indeed a bit weird. You should not go around there in the future, especially if you bring a brother. If you scare people What should I do?"

"I see." Yu Zhou agreed without distraction, but he thought in his heart that at worst, when he went again later, he would just avoid Uncle Qing.

Yu Qing didn't know if he saw his perfunctory, but he was just an elder in the same village, and Yu Zhou was an adult man, so it was enough for him to tell him, "Then go back and cook for dinner, it's this hour gone."

After finishing speaking, he muttered: "By the way, what are you doing picking so many bud tips?"

"Uh……"

Before Yu Zhou could reply, Jin Chuan said, "I want to make some food with these bud tips."

Hearing this, Yu Qing gave the two of them a pitiful look, "All the vegetables in my field are growing well, I'll ask your aunt to send you a basket later."

Jin Chuan was stunned for a moment, and thanked stiffly: "Thank you Uncle Qing."

After the two separated from Yu Qing, they walked a certain distance before they couldn't help but looked at each other, and then laughed at the same time.

Now that people have seen it, Jin Chuan admits that tea is what he needs, which is naturally the best solution.After all, Yu Zhou grew up in the village. Apart from reading and writing, other people in the village should know what he knows. Suddenly picking the buds of so many trees back home can easily arouse suspicion.

But Jinchuan is different. Everyone knows that his hometown is far away, so it is normal to know something that people here do not know.

It's just that neither of them expected that Yu Qing was enthusiastic. Hearing that they wanted to eat leaves, he asked his family to deliver food to them.

After walking for a while and turning a corner, the two of them confirmed that they could not be seen from Yu Qing's direction, so they quickly got into the woods, gathered a lot of leaves and covered the top of the basket tightly.

"It seems that when I go to pick tea in the future, it's better to cover it with something when I come back." Yu Zhou thought that it's this hour today, and he shouldn't bump into anyone, and even if the fresh tea leaves are in the box, they won't be too late. It needs to be ventilated, and it cannot be covered, so it is useless to cover it with leaves.

They picked tea leaves standing up, and the two didn't feel it when they picked them vigorously in the mountains. After drinking water at home, sitting down and resting for a while, the uncomfortable feeling came out.

But Jin Chuan only sat for a while, then got up to cook.

Yu Zhou saw him reach out and rub his lower back when he walked to the door of the kitchen, feeling a little distressed, but there was nothing he could do.When the tea leaves are picked, they must be spread out to dry quickly, so as not to pile them up and get bored.

Moreover, he didn't know that he would pick the tea leaves today, and he didn't prepare the tools for frying the tea, so he had to find out what he needed.

The pot used to stir-fry greens can be used in the cooking pot in the stove, wash it several times to clean the oil, and it can be used barely.

There is also a stove and a dustpan for baking.

Yu Zhou only found a clay pot and two dustpans at home, and if they are used together, they need at least four of each.

The pottery pot is easy to say, if it is not enough, you can burn it directly on the ground, anyway, it is also a mud ground, so you don't have to worry about it burning out.It's just dustpan but there is no substitute for it.

Yu Zhou thought for a while, walked to the door of the kitchen and said to Jin Chuan, "I'll go to Aunt Chen's house and borrow something."

"Okay," Jin Chuan, who was cooking, turned his head, "Hurry up, the food will be ready soon."

When we arrived at the Chen family next door, Aunt Chen was a little surprised when he heard that he wanted to borrow a dustpan, "What are you borrowing a dustpan for now?"

"Jin Chuan needs to use it to dry some things." Yu Zhou continued to pull Jin Chuan out as an excuse.

"Go get it to Boy Zhou." When she heard that Jin Chuan wanted it, Aunt Chen interrupted Aunt Chen's questioning and asked Yu Zhou, "Do you want the new one or the old one?"

Yu Zhou: "Any new ones?"

"Yes, in winter, Chen Feng had nothing to do to make some and store them at home. He planned to sell them in the town when the summer drying things are ready for everyone to use." Aunt Chen said.

Yu Zhou said: "Then just sell me a few."

Aunt Chen opened her mouth, thinking of what Aunt Chen said just now, she didn't ask any more questions, she just said: "Then let me choose."

In the end, Yu Zhou picked five of them, four of which were about two feet in size, which could be used for roasting on the fire, and a large one for spreading out the roasted tea leaves.

When he came out of Chen's house, Yu Zhou heard Aunt Chen say in the room, "Mother, why do you think Jinchuan needs so many dustpans?"

He paused, and then heard Aunt Chen's answer: "Do you remember what he did with the cloth I gave you last time? So don't ask so much, people always have ways of making a living that they don't want outsiders to know, he If you are willing to teach Xiaojuan how to embroider, that is already an advantage for us."

"I'm just curious."

Yu Zhou didn't listen any more after hearing the words.

After returning home and eating lunch in a hurry, after setting up the baking cage, Yu Zhou lit the fire for a while, and only after filling the cage with charcoal, did he hand over the work of lighting the fire to Jin Chuan.

Jin Chuan has been observing his movements, especially the size of the fire in the stove, for fear that the fire will be overheated or downsized by accident, which will affect Yu Zhou's fried tea.

In fact, Yu Zhou himself hadn’t roasted tea for several years, but seeing Jin Chuan’s face as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he couldn’t help laughing and said, “Don’t be nervous, the first pot of roasting is bad, we’ll adjust it, anyway, the tea leaves are weak.” Quite a few."

I don't know if it's because of his crow's mouth, but the first pot was overcooked. Although the color of the tea leaves was the ideal dark green color, the pekoe on the bud tips were all fried.

Yu Zhou thought for a while, but didn't make a sound, and continued to the next step of kneading and baking.

Jin Chuan didn't notice anything unusual either.

When it was time for the second pot, Yu Zhou was able to more accurately grasp the heat required for each time period, and kept reminding Jinchuan to add and subtract the fire in the stove while his hand movements did not stop.

The leaves of the tea leaves that have been roasted this time have also lost their luster, but the pekoe on the bud tips are clearly visible, which is very gratifying.

Jin Chuan stayed by the stove all the time, didn't get the tea leaves to look at, only guessed from Yu Zhou's expression that the second pot should be better than the first pot.

A total of five or six catties of tea leaves were fried by Yu Zhou in twelve pots, and by the time the last pot was finished, it was almost You hour.

Jin Chuan looked at the first pot which was spread out to dry separately from other tea leaves, and asked in a low voice, "Did our first pot really go bad?"

"It's not too bad," Yu Zhou said, "It's just that the taste is a bit different. After you wait until it's ready, you'll know when you taste it."

Taking advantage of the drying time, the two made a hasty dinner and ate it. After eating, they took a short rest, and the tea had already regained its moisture.

Yu Zhou started to dry the tea for the second time. At this time, he didn't need to keep stirring the tea like he did at the beginning. He only needed to watch the fire and stir it every quarter of an hour or so.

With the complete evaporation of the water, about two catties of tea leaves were left after frying, but in the end only less than one and a half catties were left.

Looking at the fluffy pile in the dustpan, Jin Chuan muttered, "Why are there so few fried?"

Yu Zhou laughed, "This isn't the final product yet. It will be even less after sorting it out tomorrow morning."

Jin Chuan looked at the tea leaves anxiously, feeling a little distressed.

Yu Zhou laughed, took out the earthenware pots he had prepared earlier, and put the roasted tea leaves in there overnight, so as not to prevent the tea leaves from absorbing the moisture in the air and regaining moisture overnight.

A day's hard work was exchanged for such a pot of tea. Seeing Yu Zhou casually placed on the table, Jin Chuan hesitated for a moment, and took it to the main room to put it away properly to be at ease.

Afterwards, the two quickly boiled water to wash while it was still dark.

Standing and bending over for a long day, Yu Zhou lay down on the bed and fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was already broad daylight.

He rubbed his waist and legs, which seemed to be more uncomfortable, and felt the urge to be lazy.

But when he saw the clay pot that Jin Chuan put in his room, he reluctantly sat up again. After all, he had a hard day, and he still wanted to know what the fruits of his labor were.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he saw Jin Chuan sitting at the door of the main room with a stretcher, embroidering. When he saw him coming out, he put down the clerk in his hand, and said with bright eyes: "You are up, go wash up, I have already made breakfast it is done."

Yu Zhou: ...

For some reason, he suddenly had doubts about his physical strength.

After pondering for a while, he tentatively asked, "Aren't your waist sore and your legs aching?"

"Fortunately," Jin Chuan said, "I stood for a while yesterday when I was only picking tea leaves, and I just sat and lit the fire when I came back. I've had enough rest, unlike you who have been bending over to stir-fry tea all the time."

Although this reason is true, Yu Zhou still finds it difficult to accept it, and secretly puts physical exercise on the agenda. You must know that poor physical strength is a big blow to a man.

Jin Chuan looked at Yu Zhou for a moment, and added: "And I really want to know how the roasted tea tastes, so I'm quite excited."

Yu Zhou decided not to talk any more, and went to wash in silence.

When he came back, Jin Chuan had already laid out all the meals on the table, simple porridge, a small dish of pickles, and a fried egg for each person.

After eating, Yu Zhou took out the tea pot from the main room, carefully poured all the tea leaves into the dustpan, and the two picked them.

Pick out all the impurities and bad tea, and finally refire it again to fully dry the tea.

The tea that comes out at this time is the final finished tea. Yu Zhou grabbed some and brought it to Jin Chuan's nose: "Smell and see how it tastes."

Jin Chuan took a deep breath, "It smells so good."

But still thinking about the amount of tea leaves, "I'll take out the scale and weigh it."

Yu Zhou laughed and did not stop.

The two first weighed the clay pot, and then weighed the pot together with the tea leaves. In the end, the tea leaves were only a little over nine taels, less than a catty.

Jin Chuan pouted, "It's really rare."

Yu Zhou figured out that there are probably only so many finished products, "It's almost this ratio, let's go, boil some water, let's make a cup and taste it."

After speaking, he grabbed a little and put it in the cup, and put the rest in clay pots for sealed storage. After the water boiled and cooled for a while, he poured it into the cup with the tea leaves.

As soon as the water in the cup submerged the tea leaves, he stopped adding water and took a piece of paper to cover the cup.

After soaking for about 3 minutes, Yu Zhou removed the paper covering the cups, filled the cups with tea, poured them into two cups respectively, and put one cup in front of Jin Chuan, "Taste and see how it goes. "

Jin Chuan watched without blinking from the moment he put the tea into the cup, until the tea was brewed, he couldn't wait to pick it up, blew it lightly, took a shallow sip, and said pleasantly: "Okay drink!"

Yu Zhou also picked up the remaining cup and glanced at it. The tea soup was clear and yellow-green in color, and he could smell the rich aroma when he got close.

He took a sip lightly, only to feel that the taste was strong and the aftertaste was sweet.

The two slowly drank a cup of tea, and Jin Chuan couldn't wait to ask: "Shall we go pick tea leaves today?"

Based on his understanding of tea, the tea with the taste and appearance they have today will definitely fetch a good price, so he wants to buy more.

"I won't go today," Yu Zhou said, "We just picked the piece under the cliff yesterday, so it's better to wait for them to grow for another two days."

This is a serious reason, not to be lazy, the bottom of the cliff is so big, there must be time for the tea leaves to grow, but he remembered what Yu Qing said yesterday.

Apart from the Guikuya Cliff, there are places in the deep mountains where tea leaves grow.