My Gentleman Reborn

"Actually, this tea needs to be processed, but it's not that Uncle Zhao is in a hurry to drink it. I just used some fresh tea leaves for the time being. The fresh tea leaves are light and fresh, but it's not good to drink for a long time. Uncle Yi drank it this time. , next time I will make a good preparation before making it for Uncle Yi to drink."

When Zhao Yi heard that there would be a next time, his eyes lit up, and he responded directly: "Good! Good! Good."

However, he asked with some doubts: "How will Xiaozhou deal with this tea?"

He Yuzhou was silent for a while, then narrowed his eyes and said, "For now, let me ask how Uncle Yi handles his own tea?"

Zhao Yi thought for a while and said, "It's baked on charcoal fire."

He Yuzhou chuckled when he heard the words: "No wonder there is a smell of cigarettes."

"Ha." Zhao Yi also laughed.

He Yuzhou said: "Uncle One, I seem to have said that I don't know how to make tea, but tea leaves are very flavorful, and I made scented tea with this in mind, so my tea can't be baked, it can only be fried."

"saute?"

"Although I haven't made it before, but I have learned about it, I'm afraid I still have to try to make this tea."

He Yuzhou frowned and said, "It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to make good tea with my rough hands and feet."

Zhao Yi was silent, and said for a while: "Let me be abrupt, can Xiaozhou give me the recipe, let Uncle Yi try it."

"...Of course." He Yuzhou raised his eyebrows, he couldn't wait for it, after all, he only likes to make tea.

Zhao Yi was taken aback by He Yuzhou's straightforwardness, He Yuzhou thought for a while and said, "However, uncle, I have to make one condition."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi sat up straight and looked at He Yuzhou with a serious expression, as if he was waiting for He Yuzhou's conditions.

He Yuzhou laughed when he saw this: "Uncle Yi, what are you doing? Don't be nervous."

Zhao Yidao: "Xiaozhou, if your tea-making recipe is true, it is a profitable craft, so it should not be spread to outsiders. Uncle Yi asked you abruptly just out of his love for tea. Tell a Uncle is your generosity, I must treat the conditions you want to raise strictly."

He Yuzhou was taken aback. He didn't expect this. There was nothing like rumors and skills. After all, his method was memorized from another world, and he had never done it himself.

Thinking about it, He Yuzhou said: "Uncle Yi, don't be nervous. The conditions I want to ask have nothing to do with what you think. I just want to say, if Uncle Yi succeeds, can you provide me with tea unconditionally? Of course I will give you fresh tea. I will pick them and send them to my uncle's house."

"Of course!" Zhao Yi stared at He Yuzhou with wide eyes: "Xiaozhou is this what you want to mention?"

He Yuzhou nodded, and Zhao Yi looked at He Yuzhou in surprise and said, "I thought Xiaozhou would propose not to let other people know about the prescription, and what Xiaozhou said was not a condition at all, you just want tea Take it here, uncle."

He Yuzhou chuckled when he heard the words: "It's natural to take a small amount. If I want a large amount, Uncle One will be too busy. As for the recipe, if I tell Uncle One, it will be Uncle One's. Uncle One can tell whoever he wants or not. Make up your own mind."

"And." He Yuzhou smiled: "How can this tea be made just by knowing the recipe?"

When Zhao Yi heard this, he thought about it and felt that what He Yuzhou said made sense, so he didn't speak again.

He Yuzhou said: "The key to stir-frying tea is to stir-fry it. I will memorize this recipe, and Uncle Yi will remember it."

"First you need to prepare a pot, the pot is two feet and four inches wide, and roast a catty and a half of tea. When the pot is extremely hot, start to fry the tea. Several times. Put it back into the pot, gradually reduce the heat, and dry it to a certain degree."

"The heat of frying tea is very critical. The fire is strong and fragrant, and the pot is cold and stretched; If it is dry, it will be wet; if it has white spots, it is fine, but if it has no spots, it is the best."

"Raw tea is first picked, and the aroma is not yet permeable, so it must use firepower to emit its aroma. However, it is not hardy, and it should not be fried for a long time. Put half a catty in the pan, not too much. If you put too much into the pan, the hand will be uneven, and it will last longer than the pan. If it is overripe, the fragrance will be lost, and it will even be burnt and unbearable to cook."

"There are also certain requirements for the pots and firewood to be prepared. The utensils for frying tea are most disliked by new iron. Once the iron smells, it will lose its fragrance. Especially avoid greasy, which is more harmful than iron. You must pre-take a pot for special use. Cooking and drinking should not be used for other purposes. The salary for frying tea is only the branches, not the dry leaves. When dry, the fire will be fierce, and the leaves will be easy to flame and extinguish. Soft, use fire to remind it. Hands with wooden fingers, turn banknotes in a hurry, half-cooked. Slightly fragrant, this is the waiting time. Urgently use a small fan, banknotes are placed in a cage, pure cotton large paper, dry substrate Baking. Accumulate for a long time and let it cool down, put it in a bottle for collection.”

Seeing Zhao Yiting's seriousness, He Yuzhou said again: "Actually, there are two processes for frying tea leaves, one is frying and the other is drying. If Uncle Zhao sees the tenderer tea, it can be raw and raw. The tea is more natural, the tea fragrance is more pure, and it is the best tea."

With that said, He Yuzhou let out a breath and said, "Okay, Uncle One, that's all I know."

"That's enough! There are all kinds of specific methods! But it sounds like the heat and stir-frying are extremely difficult!" Zhao Yi said, ready to move, he stood up eagerly and said: "No, I have to go home and try. Try, this recipe is very good, I have to go back and write it down first."

With that said, he ran out in a hurry.

He Yuzhou laughed when he saw this, Zhao Yishu looked like a naughty boy.

Today, Mrs. Guan went to town, and Uncle Zhao had to go to town to pick her up at dusk before she could come back, but he took care of the land at home, ran up the mountain, and didn't bring a silk scarf back to embroider, and suddenly he was free.

He Yuzhou cleaned up the house, cooked some miscellaneous grains for lunch, and took a nap.

When tidying up, he remembered the bamboo leaves he picked in the bamboo forest.

I forgot to make this bamboo leaf tea for Zhao Yishu.

When he had nothing to do, he made himself a drink.

This bamboo leaf is not as troublesome as tea, just take it and wash it, throw it directly into a kettle of boiling water and fry it until the aroma overflows.

It tastes fragrant and fragrant, and it is a good thing to cool down and relieve the heat in summer.

There was nothing left or right, so after drinking the tea, He Yuzhou simply carried the basket to the mountain, where Zhao Yisuo took him, and prepared to pick some tea leaves for drying.

The scented tea he makes needs pure tea most, so that his floral fragrance can be just right. If the tea is mixed with other flavors, not only the tea fragrance but also his floral fragrance will be several times worse.

The basket was full, and it was time to apply. He Yuzhou hurried back home, spread out the tea leaves from Zhao Yicai and others on a bamboo tray, and put them in the sun to dry.

The weather at the end of May is hot and the temperature is just right.

He Yuzhou spent the afternoon guarding the small bamboo plate, turning it over from time to time to make the tea evenly heated.

At dusk, Mrs. Guan came back, bringing back three taels of silver and ten square silk handkerchiefs.