Dressed as an actress and was raped by the Internet?A song from the bottom of the sea to the top

Knowing that Bai Ling had never made finished tea, Leng Yan also began to murmur in his heart.

But then, he knew that he was relatively shallow.

Putting the picked tea baskets on the ground, Bai Ling took out several flat bamboo-woven round dustpans, and spread the tea leaves on top one by one.

Let Leng Yan put the tea leaves in the sun.

While talking, Bai Ling did not forget to explain.

"If the collected tea leaves need to be made into finished tea leaves, they need to be finished."

"There are two ways to fix the greens, drying the greens, that is, putting them in the sun, or steaming the greens."

"This step is mainly to remove the greenness of the tea leaves."

After finishing speaking, Bai Ling looked around the yard and found that something was missing, which could be used to make tea later.

"Young Master Leng, you should be busy first. If you finish making the bed, just rest for a while."

After speaking, Bai Ling went to fetch some bamboo.

Under everyone's puzzled eyes, Bai Ling split the bamboos with a hatchet.

Then, use the amazing-looking hatchet to divide the bamboo into long bamboo sticks.

This is actually not a difficult skill, the key is that Bai Ling seems to be too proficient and moves too fast.

When everyone was still wondering what Bai Ling was going to do, she had already split dozens of bamboo sticks.

Even if Leng Yan wanted to go forward to help, he began to weigh how much he weighed at this moment, and why he went to help.

In desperation, Leng Yan had no choice but to help dry the tea in desperation.

When he finished, he came back to his senses and found that Bai Ling had chopped out dozens of bamboo sticks. It was almost like a knife fell with one hand, and it was a bamboo stick in one stroke, which was outrageously fast.

Not to mention Leng Yan, even the audience in the live broadcast room fell silent.

"Brothers, can this be explained by knife work?"

"I don't understand, and I'm shocked!"

"This shit is a hatchet, not a kitchen knife, how can it be used so flexibly."

"That's right, the hatchet is for chopping firewood."

"I'll go, what skills does Bai Ling have that we don't know about?"

"Is this the gold content of a rural background?"

"You fart, I am also from the countryside, and I also do farm work, why can't I?"

"Hey, then we can only talk about the differences between people."

"Indeed, there are some problems with Bai Ling's ability."

"But what is Bai Ling planning to do? It's just making tea. Do you need these bamboo sticks?"

When everyone was thinking this way, Bai Ling also said.

"To make tea, one part of it is roasted tea, and to do this, you need some tools, that is, building, roasting, rolling, shed, etc."

"Different places and different people have different habits of using tools. It's like I didn't use steam to complete the greens this time, but fried tea for secondary finishing."

"This fried tea, of course you can't use the shovel you use for cooking at home."

While Bai Ling was speaking, she had already picked up those bamboo sticks, and at some point, she had already scraped off circles of bamboo skin from one of the bamboo sticks.

She used the outer skins of these bamboos as binding ties, and then tied up the bamboo sticks.

It looks like an ancient pan brushing tool.

"This is for frying tea. If I didn't have this thing, I might have to use my own hands. I don't have a ruthless iron hand."

The audience couldn't help but laugh a little too, frying tea with their hands?
While this does seem to work, many tea farmers seem to be doing it this way.

But to let Bai Ling have the ruthless iron hands trained by those tea farmers for many years, it is somewhat too much.

And when everyone thought that Bai Ling had stopped here, she started to perform other operations.

The huge hatchet was like a delicate carving knife in her hand.

Some of the bamboo sticks were constantly thinned by her, and then turned into small sticks, but the tip part had been scratched into a circular shape.

There were more and more sticks like this, but Bai Ling's movements were still smooth and smooth, looking like an extremely skilled craftsman, it made one's scalp tingle.

Viewers don't know that Ghost possesses the skills of a master craftsman.

I just couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Good guy, Bai Ling is here to show off his talents."

"That's a little outrageous."

"The videos edited by manual bloggers on some short video platforms are nothing more than that."

"Yes."

"A clever and charming young lady! Wow!"

"Those who play with the rhythm stop for a while, I want to appreciate a wave of Bai Ling's talent first."

"Those who think Luo Xiaofeng's words are right, can you leave this live broadcast room now? I think it's a waste for you to watch Bai Ling's talent show!"

In the current live broadcast room, the rhythm is flying randomly on one side, and the fans are blowing wildly on the other, so it is very lively.

Mai Guangkuang's mood at the moment is quite complicated. He originally thought that the popularity and heat of the live broadcast room would be reduced because of the rhythm brought by Luo Xiaofeng.

But fortunately, Bai Ling showed a special method in a place he didn't expect, and then attracted a wave of people.

The pace of discussion between the two sides was amazing, and even made the show even more popular.

Much stronger than before.

Such a reversal is naturally an extremely fresh experience for Mai Guangkuang, who has never directed any major programs before.

Only at this time did he understand why some directors deliberately added some inexplicable rhythms to the show.

Hot!
flow!
At this moment, Mai Guangkuang has calmed down. Although the external situation is not good, Bai Ling is a master who can make trouble.

Let's see if she can control the situation in the future.

"This is a prop for ordering tea. I hope you can see its usefulness tomorrow."

Bai Ling made a fool of himself without explaining too much, and continued to tidy up. After chatting with Leng Yan for a few words, Bai Ling started to stir-fry tea.

In the yard, set up a small fire pit and put a large iron pot.

Leng Yan was summoned again and became a cook!
No, it's the fireman, who is responsible for adding firewood to the fire.

The fire rose, and the tea leaves that were almost dry were put into the cauldron by Bai Ling and roasted repeatedly. At this time, the ancient pot-washing props that had just been made came in handy, replacing the spatula for continuous stir-frying.

"Because of the season, the tea collected at this time is also called Guyu tea, or Erchun tea."

"Grain rain tea has plump spring shoots and leaves, emerald green color, soft leaves, rich in vitamins and amino acids, which make spring tea taste fresh and pleasant."

"So, after this kind of tea leaves are made into finished products, they can be used as scented tea embryos."