Farmer's Notes from Another World

Fang Zeng looked at Fang Zhiyuan's sullen demo, but he was planning how to coax Fang Zhiyuan.It happened that Fang Zhiyuan was fine, so Fang Zeng took him to the mountains to hunt.It is said to be hunting, but in fact it is just to collect the prey in the traps that have been set long ago, and to see what new things are on the mountain.

Spring has just begun, and the grass and trees on the mountain have sprouted and new leaves have grown.Fang Zeng was busy at the end of last year, and in the beginning of the new year, he has been busy with the farm tools at home, that is, carrying a rabbit up the mountain to beat a pheasant from time to time, and rarely digging through the traps set.So this time, I went up the mountain with Fang Zhiyuan and checked the traps. Some of them had been destroyed, and some of them only had the bones and feathers of the prey left.

Fang Zeng couldn't help feeling a little annoyed at his lack of dedication, and fixed the trap again, saying that he must come up on time to take a look in the future.In the end, the two still got a pheasant and a stupid rabbit.Fang Zeng's pannier was only half filled, and he was a little unwilling. After all, he used to always fill up the pannier and put the sacks on the mountain. Now Fang Zeng, as a hunter, was in a delicate mood.

Thinking about the fact that there would be no big prey on Kaichun Mountain, Fang Zeng planned to take Fang Zhiyuan to the mountain farther, and was ready to hunt some prey back.Fang Zhiyuan was thinking of going up the mountain to have a look, but he could only wander around the lower area after going up the mountain, he had already had enough of it.He was very curious about the mountain. His uncle always brought him some wild fruits and wild things that he had never seen before when he came back from the mountain alone. He had long wanted to go up and have a look.

But today his uncle is rarely willing to take him up, so he hastened to actively cooperate, and repeatedly assured his uncle that he would definitely listen to his uncle's words and not run around, and in order to let his uncle take him, he specially showed off The result of his daily squatting for more than half a year.

Fang Zeng looked at Fang Zhiyuan with great interest, he was still a little hesitant, and immediately took Fang Zhiyuan to the mountain.There are many trees and grass on the mountain. Fortunately, winter has just passed, and the branches are mostly buds, and there are no big leaves to block the route. Fang Zeng took Fang Zhiyuan up easily.

Most of the trees on the mountain were tall, and Fang Zhiyuan felt his neck hurt at first glance. The towering trees and strangely shaped stones made Fang Zhiyuan look surprised.Fang Zeng watched all directions with his eyes and listened to six directions, and told Fang Zhiyuan to keep quiet. He saw two deer in front of the stone crack, which looked like a mother and a child.

With a big bow, Fang Zeng aimed at the big deer, and shot the big deer in one shot. The little deer was frightened and kept running. Fang Zeng shot the little deer's leg again, obviously wanting to catch it alive.It was the first time Fang Zhiyuan saw his uncle hunting, and there was only one word to describe him, he was so handsome!

Nodding the arrow and drawing the bow, Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Zeng staringly, desperately wanting to pick up the deer.It's a pity that the little deer doesn't look big, but Fang Zhiyuan can't lift it with one hand. Fang Zeng hurried over to help Fang Zhiyuan. His hand is so strong that he easily put one hand into his back Fang Zeng put the big deer in a sack and carried it on his back.

Fang Zhiyuan looked at his uncle carrying so many things, but his body was empty, felt sorry, and said, "Uncle, let me help you get some. I'm also quite strong, so I can't let you carry it all by yourself."

Fang Zeng laughed and said, "My good nephew, my uncle knows about your desire to help my uncle. But you are only 11 years old. This deer doesn't look heavy, but it is dead and heavy. You can move your back." , but you are going to be tired. Uncle can’t watch you get tired, don’t worry, when you get older, uncle will recite it for you.”

Fang Zhiyuan was a little depressed, he was practicing horse stance every day, but the difference in age and body could not be solved by practicing horse stance.He watched his uncle skillfully bury the bloodstain with soil. He had nothing to do but look around.

Fang Zhiyuan looked familiar at the plants in front of him. He was sure he had seen them before, but he didn't remember them for a while.It just so happened that his uncle had finished it and was planning to take Fang Zhiyuan back with him.After all, with these two deer here, he can earn a lot of money, so there is no need to go further.

Fang Zhiyuan couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, he dragged his uncle forward a bit, stepped forward to have a look carefully, lowered his head to smell the smell.Immediately excited, Fang Zhiyuan tore off a leaf and put it in his mouth in order to confirm what was in his heart. The scent of tea slowly filled his mouth, making him want to laugh out of happiness.

He can now confirm that this is the tea tree. Seeing his nephew's movements, Fang Zeng said, "Huzi, what are you doing? Although this mushroom tree is not common, your uncle and I still see a lot of it in the mountains." .Uncle will bring you some next time if you want. But it’s inedible and drinkable, and it’s not much use.”

Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Zeng's puzzled look, and explained in a very good mood: "Uncle, this is the tea tree. Those tea leaves grow like this before they are roasted. Look." Tender and sharp, show it to Fang Zeng.

Said: "Tea leaves can be obtained by frying these young shoots. Although I don't know what kind of tea this is, but looking at the appearance and taste, I know that it must be the same. At this time, before the Qingming Festival, the roasted Tea is the best, and if we fry it well, it can make a lot of money."

Fang Zeng also knows about tea. People in the country don't use tea, and even some sophisticated people treat guests with sugar water.It's hard to see tea here, mainly because there is no production here, and you have to come in from the south. This tea is a precious thing, and it will be even more expensive here.Some rich people bought it to drink, and he also drank it in shopkeeper Chen's restaurant.

Now, when my nephew said that they can make this thing by themselves, my heart skipped a beat. This is not as expensive as persimmon cakes.As shopkeeper Chen mentioned to him, their restaurant spends hundreds of taels of silver on ordinary tea every year.And other teahouses are used a lot, and you can't buy good tea from time to time.

If he and his nephew can figure it out, even if it is the lowest grade, they can still earn dozens of taels of silver.He had seen this kind of tea tree in the deep mountains, one by one, even if you picked the young leaves, you could get a lot.These are all money. After such a calculation, Fang Zeng couldn't help being moved.

But when he calmed down, he had doubts. He asked Fang Zhiyuan directly, "Huzi, how do you know it's tea? This thing has been in our village for many years. Although it's not usually seen at the foot of the mountain, it can't be seen when hunting. Orion can still be seen from time to time, if we can make money, we would have discovered it long ago. And even if we knew it was tea, we would not know how to make it, and it would be wasted.” The more Fang Zeng said, the more disappointed he became.

In Fang Zhiyuan's previous life, his grandparents worked in the forest farm for most of their lives. His grandma was in charge of picking tea shoots, and his grandfather was a master of tea roasting.It's a pity that when he was born, the forest farm was not doing well, and they were all laid off.

However, his father was taken by his grandfather to like to drink tea. Every year, his grandmother went to the old forest farm to find old colleagues to pick some young shoots and come back to fry tea for his father.Fang Zhiyuan watched from a young age until he was eleven or twelve years old, when his grandma was gone, his family didn't fry tea.

His family does not have any particularly good tea, and his grandfather went early, and his grandmother's craftsmanship is only slightly better than others.Fang Zhiyuan is young, and he doesn't like such profound things as tea, so he knows what kind of tea his father drinks and how his grandma roasts the tea, but he doesn't know anything else.

However, Fang Zhiyuan knew that just being here was enough.After all, in Li Hu's memory, tea here is a rare item, expensive and rare, and it is very sought after by the rich.Naturally, there is no need to worry about selling good tea, but there is no need to worry about selling ordinary tea. Those places in the west that eat mutton and beef like tea cakes the most.

But Fang Zeng's question made Fang Zhiyuan embarrassed, so he simply pushed it to that Madam Xue, pretending not to care, and said, "Uncle, don't you know this tea? But I have seen Madam Xue before." Mammy used this to fry tea. Is it the kind of bitter tea that I went to shopkeeper Chen to drink last time? I watched him make it every year. Mammy said he likes to drink it, but he never told others. Drink it yourself."

Fang Zhiyuan's words made Fang Zeng ponder in his heart, it seems that Madam Xue's background is not simple.The persimmon cakes and tea leaves are all things to make money, but he only makes them for himself or not. It seems that he is still worried about his guilt.He is alone, weak, and he is from outside. If he really has a lot of money, it is hard to guarantee that no one will be distracted.

Fang Zhiyuan is his nephew, so he naturally knew that Fang Zhiyuan would not say this for no reason.Fang Zeng was still a little worried and asked: "That tiger, you know the general frying process, but you haven't done it, I'm afraid we won't be able to try it."

Fang Zhiyuan still has confidence. When his grandma was frying tea, his parents both went to work, but he helped to light the fire.Although he has never fried it himself, he still knows how to cook it.So, he said confidently: "What's the matter, uncle, look at so many tea leaves, let's try slowly, and we can always make the right one."

Fang Zeng thought the same, he was a little impatient, seeing that the sun was still early, he simply asked Fang Zhiyuan to teach him how to pick tea shoots, and he was going to pick some back to try, and he would feel more at ease.Fang Zhiyuan also agreed, and it happened that his back basket was empty, so the two picked the tea leaves.

When Fang Zhiyuan's pannier was full, it was already noon, so Fang Zeng hurried home with Fang Zhiyuan.After lunch, Fang Zhiyuan and Fang Zeng had already sang empty city tricks in their stomachs, so they ordered a bowl of noodles to fill their stomachs.Fang Zhiyuan poured out the tea leaves, and Fang Zeng dealt with the deer.

The small deer can be kept, but the big deer can't wait for it to die. The temperature is high in spring, and this thing can't be kept for a few days.Therefore, no matter how anxious Fang Zeng was about the tea, he knew that it would not be ready in a short while.After resting for a while, Fang Zeng went to the town with today's game, and the money at hand couldn't be discounted.

Fang Zhiyuan was thinking back to his grandma's steps of making tea, and was going to fry the tea when his uncle came back, and let him see how the quality of the tea was.Although he couldn't tell the difference between Longjing and Biluochun, he had grown up watching his father drink tea, so he knew what kind of tea leaves made good tea.

Fang Zeng came back quickly, and brought pork and some snacks.Fang Zhiyuan watched Fang Zeng come back anxiously, so he told Fang Zeng the process of roasting tea.Especially when frying, what kind of heat is it, how big is the fire for the first time, and what kind of heat is the remaining few times.After talking about it in detail, I planned to go to the battle to fry tea by myself.

Fang Zeng was also curious about whether the tea could be made, so the two of them started.As soon as the pot was opened, Fang Zhiyuan remembered that there were no such thick gloves here. If he fried it with his hands, he would not be able to bear the scalding temperature.Thinking about it, he still took out his white wool gloves and used them in reverse so as not to lose the hair in the pot.

The roasting process is relatively cumbersome. Fang Zhiyuan has to knead the tea leaves after roasting the first side, which can better remove the moisture and make the tea leaves more flavorful.After frying it several times, when the green leaves turned dark black, Fang Zhiyuan took one and tasted it, to make sure that he had fried it successfully.

He put the tea leaves on the pan, Fang Zeng had already stopped what he was doing and was already waiting.Seeing the tea leaves that were similar to those he saw at shopkeeper Chen, Fang Zeng was relieved that this thing could really be made into tea leaves.

It was successful the first time, and Fang Zeng and Fang Zhiyuan's momentum was greatly boosted. Fang Zhiyuan waited for the tea to cool, and made a cup of tea with hot water to taste the taste.It may be that the heat is high, the tea leaves are a little old, and the taste is much bitter. Maybe it is the tea leaves from the wild mountains, but the aftertaste is a bit sweet.

According to Fang Zhiyuan's feeling, this tea should be high-quality tea.It's a pity that what he and his uncle picked were the kind of extremely small and tender tea leaves. After all the tea trees were picked, they were only roasted tea leaves less than a catty.If they were picked like this, the yield of the tea leaves would be a big deal.

Fang Zeng couldn't tell if the tea was good or bad, but seeing the clear color of the brewed tea and smelling the fragrance, he knew that the tea roasted by his nephew was much better than the one he drank at Shopkeeper Chen's place.

Now that it was confirmed that tea leaves could be made, Fang Zeng and Fang Zhiyuan said: "Huzi, if that's the case, we will pick tea leaves tomorrow. However, there are such things, but it is in the deep mountains and old forests, most people dare not go there. Uncle and I Just take you there, based on the time of the two of us this morning, we can fry at most one or two catties this morning, which is not very good."

Fang Zhiyuan agreed when he heard it, tea before and after Qingming is another concept.Seeing that it will be Qingming in a month or so, their uncles and nephews alone may not be able to pick much.If you want to find someone, these tea trees are all in the deep mountains and old forests, whoever is willing to venture in, and even if you get in, the price will probably be high.

This made him hesitate, and the uncle and nephew frowned at the same time.