Chapter 482

After people left, Seventh Cousin pondered: "Tan Tan, is your mother still picking tea leaves on the mountain? Give her a call, and when she comes back, break off a few tea branches for me to see."

"Okay."

Song Tan didn't even ask for the reason and sent the message directly. Only Zhang Yanping wouldn't let go of any changes in the house and hurriedly asked: "Seventh Cousin, what do you need the branches for?"

Seventh Cousin didn't hide it: "I was thinking, since the tea leaves grow well, the old branches and leaves must also be fragrant. It's a pity to just prune them and throw them on the ground or use them as firewood when they come back."

"Try it when they come back. If the taste is still okay, then we can make—"

"I understand!"

Zhang Yanping slapped his hand: "Make tea bricks or tea powder, right?"

Those very cheap tea bricks, or the tea powder inside flower tea, are made by crushing these old branches and pressing them!

Seventh Cousin:...

He looked complicated, then sighed: "Yanping, Tan Tan asked you to be responsible for selling things. It really is a perfect match for your expertise."

The snow-white petals closed slightly, revealing the pale yellow flower core inside, exceptionally fresh and moving.

In the past, pounding tea oil was just a recreational activity, but now tea oil can be used for stir-frying—he was instantly full of passion!

Pounding tea oil—

"What Song Tan said just now makes sense. Our family's tea leaves smell quite good. I want to try if boiling tea eggs with old tea branches will work."

Wu Lan thought for a moment: "Let's not. Our family's chickens and ducks are still young, and if it's delicious, mixing the two together, you won't be able to tell which one is more prominent."

It was a coincidence. Before Qiao Qiao went out, his phone rang.

Jin Feng's eyes instantly lit up!

After all, in previous years, the pruned tea branches were either given to the factory that collects old tea branches or picked up by other old men and women in the village as firewood.

In her childhood, this was a skill that every child in the village knew.

"I'll go to the market later and buy an old duck. Only then will it be easy to judge if the taste works."

Seventh Cousin thought it made sense: "That's fine. Smoked duck is better with old duck for chewiness. I'll smoke a dry-chew duck for you as a snack then."

"Okay." Jin Feng immediately carried the small basket: "I'll go now."

Seventh Cousin has always been decisive about things in the kitchen.

For those like them with skills, they know what the taste will be like just by smelling it, but it's not absolutely correct.

Jin Feng was curious: "This factory is quite good. They come to collect and even have gifts. How much do they pay per jin for these old tea branches?" And on this side, Seventh Cousin asked again: "Qiao Qiao, who else in the village raises chickens? Go ask if there are any eggs. We'll buy some."

"Are there tea fruits on the mountain now? I'll go now!"

Who knew that when it was Yanping's turn, because he didn't have playmates, he actually played with these too.

【Search "Spring Gift" on the Xiaoxiang app for new users to get 500 book coins, old users get 200 book coins】 This thing can only be used to start a fire and doesn't burn long. Our family doesn't have enough labor, so we didn't specifically clean these up.

After all, our family's tea leaves are too expensive. No one is willing to use them to boil tea eggs.

"Okay!" Yanping blinked—after all, his money had already been used as travel expenses!

"Okay."

The ducks at home are half-grown, which is quite suitable for making roast duck.

Qiao Qiao came back in the mid-morning carrying a basket, and sure enough, he pulled a large handful of tea branches, and there was even a branch with a tea flower the size of a quail egg.

Over time, the crushed tea fruit will turn into a dark brown semi-transparent state, and a layer of yellow tea oil will precipitate on top.

Qiao Qiao hesitated for a moment.

It's not that there aren't any—there's tea all over the mountains, there are always one or two plants blooming or bearing fruit now. However...

To be safe, Seventh Cousin decided—"Tan Tan, slaughter two ducks later and try it."

She answered the phone, and the loud voice on the other end could be heard throughout the courtyard:

"Jin Feng, there's a factory coming to the village to collect old tea branches. Are you pruning yours? If you are, hurry up and register! They say the first ten households get two cases of beer each!"

It's just that the food is too good. Not to mention having no salary, even if there were no salary, he wouldn't be willing to leave.

Yanping didn't say a word and took the pruning shears from home, holding the tea branches in one hand, and started pruning them into the prepared stainless steel basin.

Seventh Cousin was just teasing, but after he finished speaking, he fell into deep thought: "But what you said is also right. Tea leaves are so good. It should be very fragrant to make tea bricks and tea powder later... Let me study it."

"Okay." For Yanping, the family has always been in a free-range state, and Qiao Qiao was even exceptionally cooperative this year: "You can buy a beautiful wine cup yourself, and then the tea oil you pound out can be used for stir-frying for everyone to eat."

When she was young, classmates in class often compared like this, and even during class, they would keep pounding with pens...

Jin Feng also fell into memories.

After all, in the countryside at that time, there were no such diverse entertainment methods as there are now.

He must study hard on this trip. After he learns, if he saves money again, he will take his mom and dad on a trip when there is no work in winter!

This surprised Yanping: "Mom, is the tea tree about to bear tea seeds? Will it bear tea seeds this year? Can I continue to pound tea oil?"

Zhang Yanping guessed correctly and didn't feel embarrassed, but laughed generously: "I can't compare to him. He is a richest man after all, while I am just an ordinary worker, and my salary is still 2,500!"

"The taste is okay, I just don't know what flavor it will have when smoked and roasted with meat."

Take a small wine cup, prepare a pen that is not in use, preferably with a cap. Peel the mature tea seeds on the mountain, crush the milky white round fruits and put them into the wine cup, and keep pounding and pressing with the pen...

Then he reached out and beckoned Jin Feng over: "Go, take the large shears, cut these into small branches, cut them a bit smaller, one or two centimeters is fine, be careful not to hurt your hands."

And Seventh Cousin had already started smoking the tea branches over the fire—conditions were simple now, he just placed the tea branches a bit far from the flame, smoked them slowly, and then took them out to smell the fragrance—

And because he ate too satisfactorily, other material desires were reduced. With his current salary, except for paying phone bills and game top-ups, there was no place to spend it at all...

"It's too hot now, it's easy to spoil. Wait a bit, wait until autumn and winter. You choose a beautiful small cup for yourself first, Mom will give you money!"

If it goes on like this, saving 20,000 yuan by the end of the year is not a dream!

Not to mention fresh tea leaves, Seventh Cousin isn't even willing to use the yellow leaves—after all, he has to drink two cups every day!

"I just want to use the dry tea branches to smoke some duck or pork. You, on the other hand, are thinking about crushing them to make tea bricks... Shen Wansan doesn't have your ability to calculate!"