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"Before we pick tea leaves, we shake the tree first to remove dust, rain and other impurities. When picking, it is best to choose one core and one leaf. The tea produced in this way tastes better and more fragrant. Fish leaves and old leaves must not be picked.. ...." The program group's afternoon arrangement plan is to pick tea and make tea, the tea farmer uncle stood in a large green tea tree and explained to several people.

"It's quite conscientious, it's an easy task." Gu An nodded in satisfaction after listening to the task arrangement. Compared with fishing in the fish pond in the morning, picking tea is obviously much easier, at least it won't be covered in mud.

The others also breathed a sigh of relief, and really didn't want to go through the chicken catching thing again.

The container distributed by the program group is a small bamboo basket for each group, and the eight people are full of energy, and they will soon be full.

The uncles of the tea growers are also very satisfied after a group of inspections, and the tea picked is not bad.

After picking, it is time to wash the tea. After washing, it is dried and then stir-fried.

The uncle of the tea farmer took out the tea leaves that had been dried by himself for stir-frying.

The pot used to stir-fry tea is very large. After the pot is cleaned and heated, the tea leaves can be poured into it for frying.

Of course, the link of washing the pot was completed by the joint efforts of the male guests. One person and one pot are quite responsible, and the girls were not allowed to do it.

It is reasonable to say that you should not wear gloves when you stir-fry tea. Wearing gloves can not feel the temperature of the pot and it is easy to burn, but it is easy to burn for novices. After thinking about it, the program team should discuss with the tea farmers to provide them with gloves. Well, the psychological preparation that these tea leaves will be fried in the end.

After all, their respective fields of work are different. Burning their hands will also bring troubles to the guests' work in the future, and they will be scolded to death by some irrational fans.

Uncle didn't wear gloves during the demonstration, and directly stretched his hands into the iron pot with a temperature of nearly 200 degrees.

The eight people frowned at the same time, and they could feel the heat wave from the iron pan around them.

Jiang Shili, who was closest, took a deep breath.

Seeing the worried expressions on the faces of the big stars around him, the tea farmer uncle said cheerfully: "We have been frying for many years and have experience. You can't do it. Put on your gloves later so you don't get burned." .”

"Otherwise, I will stew myself in an iron pot." Song Jingcong made a joke following the words of the tea farmer's uncle.

"It's better to stew the big goose in an iron pot. I don't know how the chicken we caught is stewed." Wei Xing took the words.

The meat on their lunch table was chicken and fish. Fortunately, they were not allowed to cook it by themselves like last night, otherwise whether they could eat it would be a problem.

A few people learn how to stir-fry the tea. The action should be rapid and continuous. After ten minutes, they should be fried while kneading to make the leaves curl up better. After about an hour, the tea leaves can be fried until they are black.

The truth is kept in mind, and it is not the case when it is operated.

"I'm confused..."

"I'm confused too..."

In just ten minutes, Wei Xing, Jiang Shili and Xia Ze Shiyi were both defeated.

"Thinking of the fear of being dominated by math problems a few years ago, it will be useless as soon as you hear it." Jiang Shili smiled wryly, teasing himself.

Shi Yi nodded in agreement, "There is indeed a natural gap between theory and practice."

"I hope that the remaining two groups of us will be able to beat us up." Xia Ze created a group chat to cheer for the other four.

"Yes, come on, come on, it doesn't matter if you beat us up, just fire it up." Wei Xing made a gesture to join the group chat.

Jiang Shili did not know where to find a small color bar, raised his arms and waved in the air, giving the scene of frying tea a different color with his own efforts.

"Refused to flatter me, I'm under a lot of pressure if you do this." Cheng Lian didn't stop, smiled and said to the four people who had nothing to do.

"That's right." Gu An also answered.

"Is it okay, you guys, I'm cheering on you, there's still pressure." Shi Yi smiled and teased the two of them, "Mr. Zhong, Xiao Song, you can definitely do it."

Zhong Shufang turned around, expressing that he would never let down the expectations of the organization, and when he turned back, he saw Song Jingcong took off his gloves, and his fair and slender fingers looked really good in a piece of green tea leaves.

"What are you doing, stewing yourself in an iron pot?!" Zhong Shufang was worried that he would be burned, and he couldn't pull Song Jingcong's hand directly, so he could only worry in his ear.

Song Jingcong focused on the tea leaves in the pot without raising his head and explained, "It's really easier to operate without gloves."

Who doesn't know that it's better not to wear gloves, if the program team is also worried about burns, why would they provide us with gloves.

Zhong Shuxin put his mind on Song Jingcong's side, and paused for a while, the tea leaves that hadn't been stir-fried in time immediately became a little muddy.

......

Since it failed, Zhong Shufang simply stayed beside Song Jingcong, and if he got burned, he would pull his hand out immediately for emergency treatment.

"Brother Zhong, I will really pay attention." Song Jingcong said helplessly.

Although he is the youngest here, he is not in the age group of a brat who just wants to show off, and he will not get burned if he only holds the tea leaves so as not to touch the pot.

Zhong Shufang stared at his hands with a serious face, moved his feet and did not move away but moved towards Song Jing from behind to get closer.

"Why don't you always cherish yourself?" Zhong Shufang covered Mai and said softly in Song Jing's ear, with an indelible sense of worry in his soft voice.

As an Alpha, the instinct factor of wanting to protect Omega is at work, let alone Song Jingcong, it's fine if he hurt his leg in front of him last time, this time he absolutely doesn't want to see Song Jingcong get burned again.

Song Jing felt that light words turned into an invisible sarong and gently wrapped around his heart. While his mind was turbulent, his hands subconsciously deviated from the original track, and in the next second a pair of big hands grabbed him. His hand was pulled out of the tea leaves.

......

Song Jing looked at Zhong Shufang silently, and now he didn't need to say a few words about being careful and everything would be fine. If Zhong Shufang hadn't pulled his hand out in time, this would have been scalding .

Zhong Shufang frowned and brought Song Jingcong to the faucet. Although he didn't get burned, the temperature in the pot was very high after all, and his hands were much redder than before.

It seems to be in trouble again.

Song Jingcong let out a sigh of relief, showing a obedient smile with a flattering meaning.

Zhong Shufang really didn't care about his expression. He patted Song Jingcong's arm which was being rinsed under clear water twice angrily, and heard Song Jingcong saying that he was in good health, even if he got burned Just apply the medicine and it is not as delicate as ordinary Omega.

Zhong Shufang was laughed angrily, what does this have to do with his health?

Song Jingcong almost bit his tongue when he saw the gloomy expression on the man's face. He quickly turned off the faucet with a guilty hand, wiped his hands with a piece of paper, and sneered at the man, "I'm fine, hehe, it's fine."

Mao Songjing murmured in his heart after he was done with others, is Zhong Shufang's attitude towards him a bit strange?

What's the matter with the emotion that is similar to holding it in your hand and fearing it will fall?

But the feeling of being cared about is not bad at all, it is the kind of warmth that the sun shines on the body in the cold winter.

The villain in Song Jingcong's heart seems to have just come out of a warm and comfortable hot spring, every pore on his body is stretched out, clamoring for the comfort and joy at the moment.

A trace of light grass after the rain and the sweet smell of white peach oolong quietly blended in the air. The smell of grass and tea is much lighter than the fragrance of flowers and wine, and there are lush trees all around. With the aroma of tea leaves, no one noticed this small difference.

Only the pheromones lingered in the air for a while and then dispersed.

The final result of the fried tea was naturally that Gu An and Cheng Lian's team won, but they didn't succeed in frying it, they just persisted for a longer time.

Uncle tea farmer was not surprised by the scene of the destruction of the whole army. He invited them to rest in his yard, brewed a cup of tea made by himself for each of them, and explained to them how to brew and taste tea.

None of the eight people has done much research on tea, but they have gained a lot of knowledge this afternoon.

The picture freezes on their smiling faces drinking tea, and the first issue of Time and Space Travel has come to a successful conclusion.