The strongest Shannon

Chapter 68
Grabbing fresh leaves and carefully observing them one by one, Chen Fang found that after this period of management, coupled with continuous watering and spraying with water rich in spiritual energy, these fresh leaves were much brighter than before, and the bitterness of the leaves themselves had already Can smell that strange aroma.

Putting down the tea leaves, Chen Fang watched Han Changlin's demonstration carefully. Although they had attended a training class on frying before, this was the first time they actually practiced it, so he also learned by the way.

Chen Fang noticed that although the three cauldrons looked the same, they seemed to have different temperatures under Han Changlin's request. The people in charge of lighting the fire nodded casually, as if they were already familiar with these.

While waiting for the fire to heat up, Han Changlin saw that Chen Fang was very interested, so he casually explained the general process of frying tea. In his words, if the boss doesn't know a little bit, it would be embarrassing to go out.

Only after his introduction did Chen Fang know that tea frying is divided into three main processes: raw pot, green pot and cooked pot. There are indeed some differences.

The raw pot mainly plays the role of killing greens. By rotating and frying the fresh leaves in a pot with a high temperature of about [-] degrees, the fresh leaves are dehydrated evenly. Shake to avoid heat imbalance.

After two or three minutes of tumbling in the raw pot, the bright green fresh leaves have basically turned dark green, and the leaves themselves have become soft. At this time, you can sweep them into the second pot with a slightly lower temperature, and continue to finish greening at the same time. Knead bar.

The specific steps of the second pot are to knead the tea leaves into strips during the rotation process, which is convenient for the preservation of the tea fragrance, and when the tea leaves are basically sticky to the hands, you can sweep to the relatively lower temperature. Three pots, knead the strips at the end, and at the same time dry the tea leaves until they have a tea fragrance, and when they are about [-] to [-] percent dry, they can be taken out of the pot.

Chen Fang, like everyone else, listened carefully to Han Changlin's introduction of the main points of each step, and then watched intently as he took out about one or two catties of fresh leaves and put them into the first pot, and began to fry them in detail.

After Han Changlin explained and fried the three pots, he began to arrange for other people in the tea garden to practice one by one. His intention was just to let other people do the actual work, and he didn't expect them to exceed the tea.

"Your tea garden is really amazing!" Watching everyone try one by one, Han Changlinmo moved the sweat to Chen Fang's side and said, "It's not yet the season, and the first batch of fresh leaves already weighs several hundred catties. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe the number."

With the stimulation of spiritual energy, it is strange that the production and growth cycle do not increase and become faster, Chen Fang thought to himself, but smiled and said: "Brother Han, you have been working so hard recently, I have to prepare a meal for you later. Thank you for the generous gift.”

Han Changlin waved his hand and said with a mysterious smile: "There is no need for generous gifts, how about this, how about giving me all the tea I roasted just now?"

Glancing at his expectant and excited expression, Chen Fang nodded and smiled: "Of course it's no problem, I don't mind even if you take away all the frying today, I'll start cooking some later to express my feelings ?”

"You can fry it." Han Changlin obviously didn't think that Chen Fang, who had not been trained, could exceed the qualified tea, he laughed and said seriously: "But the ones they fry can filter out the qualified ones, listen to me Keep these for now, this is the first batch of tea from the tea garden, maybe it can be sold at a good price in the future!"

Seeing that he was mysterious, Chen Fang couldn't help asking: "Brother Han, are you so confident in my tea trees? Let's not be polite, tell me the truth, judging from your observation and understanding during this period , what quality can these teas have?"

Han Changlin helped the frame of the mirror and said with a smile: "Then let's talk about it first, the ones I fried just now belong to me, and it will be the reward for this period of time."

Seeing Chen Fang nodding his head, he stared at the busy crowd with bright eyes, and said leisurely, "According to my observation, the tea you fry from these trees should be at least the first-grade tea!"

The first level is the best category except for the special grade. Chen Fang was noncommittal, nodded slightly, and began to think about how to promote it in the next step.

"Aren't you surprised?" Han Changlin was curious when he saw that his reaction was flat, but he suddenly realized after a while: "That's right, last time we drank in Junzizhai, we don't need to observe the tea tree to understand it, it's also super!"

Seeing that he thought so much, Chen Fang didn't explain it. Seeing that the last one who practiced it was out of the pot, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'm going to make a pot too, Brother Han give me some pointers."

Seeing Chen Fang walking over excitedly, Han Changlin walked up at a leisurely pace after drinking his saliva. In his opinion, Chen Fang just listened to what he said just now, not to mention remembering the main points, he is a genius if he can fry it.

However, even if Chen Fang wanted to have a good time, he still planned to give some specific advice. After all, if the boss couldn't figure out the tea-frying process, it wouldn't be justified.

Walking slowly with this thought in mind, Han Changlin was stunned when he saw it. He was surprised to find that Chen Fang's rotation speed and strength were very even, and his movements were flowing like clouds and flowing water, not like a novice.

"I said, Chen Fang, you have fried tea before, and you co-authored it just now to play with me and hide it!" Han Changlin suddenly asked curiously. Through recent contact, he really didn't see that Chen Fang knew how to fry tea. Tea.

"I want to keep it hidden, but I won't at all. This is the first time for me, but you should be right about the basic process of frying just now. Brother Han, please help me look at it. If there is something wrong, hurry up." remind."

When Chen Fang spoke, the fresh leaves in the first pot had turned dark green and softened. He hurriedly swept all the tea leaves into the second pot next to him with a tea broom, and then continued to step and stand by the pot to start further greening and kneading.

Han Changlin looked on in surprise, and other people in the tea garden surrounded him with murmurs, their eyes full of surprise. Like Han Changlin, they felt that Chen Fang seemed to be very familiar with frying tea.

Chen Fang, who was focused on the tea leaves, didn't pay attention to the surprised people, but took advantage of the process of constantly rotating the tea leaves, pouring some spiritual energy into his hands, and then kneading the tea leaves to further stimulate the tea leaves.

"It's so fragrant!" A tea garden employee said doubtfully, and the others agreed one after another, and then looked at Han Changlin doubtfully. There is, and the fragrance is more obvious than the third pot that Han Changlin fried.

The surprise in Han Changlin's eyes became more and more intense. He stared blankly at Chen Fang kneading the tea leaves as if practicing Tai Chi, and then sweeping them into the third pot without sloppiness, and finally kneading the tea leaves for drying.

After a little effort, Chen Fang took out the final kneaded and dried tea leaves from the pot. At this time, the surrounding air was already filled with a strange and quiet tea fragrance.

"How about Brother Han, are the ones I fired qualified?" Chen Fang sighed, wiped his sweat and stood up, but when he looked up, he found that everyone was looking at him like a giant panda, and he couldn't help being stunned: "What's the matter?"

"You've never fried tea before?!" Everyone didn't speak, but Han Changlin rushed forward and grabbed him, seeming a little crazy: "The first time you fry tea, you can get the tea fragrance? Come on, how did you do it?" of!"

Only then did Chen Fang understand why everyone was looking at him like that, and he smiled and pointed to the tea leaves just out of the pot and said, "This is really the first time for me, maybe I'm lucky, Brother Han, let's see how it goes."

As if he just remembered, Han Changlin threw himself down in front of the tea basket, leaned over to examine it carefully, turned his head to look at Chen Fang, and his eyes became even more strange: "You boy is such a monster. To such an extent that the tea leaves are not broken!"

"So you're qualified?" Chen Fang was overjoyed. After all, this was his first time making tea, and he was very happy to get Han Changlin's affirmation. As for the fragrance of the tea, it was because of the aura.

"It seems that you are not only qualified, but you should be given full marks!" Han Changlin shook his head and said, "The frying technique has a great influence on the quality of the tea, so the final result will not be known until you cook it. You guys go to prepare boiling water and tea sets. Let's Let’s take a closer look, how does everyone’s roasted tea taste like!”

Everyone was a little excited when they heard it, and they happily prepared it, but Chen Fang left behind those who were burning the fire, and simply started preparing to stir-fry the remaining fresh leaves.

Han Changlin silently watched Chen Fang stir-fry the pot, the surprise on his face gradually turned solemn, then sighed, and finally became a little numb.

When Chen Fang roasted all the fresh leaves into about two catties of tea, Han Changlin sighed and said, "Not to mention anything else, it's hard for you to become famous just because of your skills in roasting tea leaves!"

"Brother Han, don't joke with me. I'm just addicted to my hands. It's better for this kind of thing to be done by a dedicated person." Turning his head and seeing that the others were ready, Chen Fang called Han Changlin to the tea garden hut and prepared Brew tea to test the final result.

Let everyone take a portion of their frying, and use their own tools to fry it. Han Changlin and Chen Fang are no exception, and they simply soak their own portion.

After all, it is not a serious tea tasting, and there are not so many complicated procedures. The small teapot is boiled with mountain spring water, washed and then covered with a lid, and then the tea is waiting for the fragrance to be released.

As the individuals lined up in two rows, the tea garden hut was immediately filled with a strong tea fragrance, but this smell did not make people feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, everyone felt comfortable smelling the tea fragrance.

In order not to be disturbed, Chen Fang and Han Changlin came to the vent in the yard, prepared to rinse their mouths with water, and tried the tea leaves that everyone roasted one by one.

After all, it was just out of the pot, so the taste is still somewhat different from dry tea, but even so, both of them still commented on the invigorating fragrance in the tea. Although it has a slight bitter taste, it not only does not affect the taste, but it is more rich. charm.

After a series of tastings, everyone's stir-frying was still acceptable. Han Changlin ordered a few better fried ones, and suggested that they should take the lead in frying in the future, which made those people very happy.

"Okay, it's up to the two of us, should we taste yours first or mine first?" Han Changlin took a sip of water and rinsed his mouth to wash away the residual tea aroma in his mouth, then looked at Chen Fang expectantly.

"How about this, let's taste each other's tea separately, anyway, you will have a chance to drink the one you roasted when you go back." Chen Fang grinned, and also wanted to know what kind of tea can be obtained from Han Changlin after being stimulated by spiritual energy again evaluation of.

Han Changlin's eyes sparkled, he nodded happily and said, "Okay! But I take back what I said before, you have to give me half a catty of the tea you fry as a reward!"

Chen Fang nodded, didn't bother with it at all, turned around and waved impatiently: "Tea!"

(End of this chapter)