Chapter 55

Song Sancheng quickly responded: "I'm here, wait!"

He quickly picked up the shoulder pole and went down the mountain.

Standing at the door was Zhou Maozhu from the same village, and the tea leaves at home were entrusted to him to fry this time.

Frying tea leaves also depends on the heat. Some are too fierce, some are too raw, and the finished product is always not so satisfactory. Only Zhou Maozhu worked in those big tea factories for a long time when he was young, and now his craftsmanship is the most stable.

Originally, it was agreed to take it over every night for concentrated processing.

I didn't expect that the tea leaves would be particularly lush this time, so that the tea picking amount of five people was quite a lot, and Zhou Maozhu didn't have a tea frying machine at home, I'm afraid he would have to stay up all night.

But in the village, his craftsmanship is the best, and he still has a tea frying stove at home.

Other places are far away, and secondly, people now use tea frying machines for collective frying, and it is not easy to process them separately.

Seeing Song Sancheng, a smile couldn't help but appear on his equally vicissitudes face:

"Sancheng, your family is really favored by the Land God this year, come and look at these tea leaves!"

He opened the transparent plastic bag he was carrying, and a burst of fragrant scent suddenly filled the air!

"A total of twenty-five jin and two taels of Maojian were sent over yesterday. You said no need to screen, so I didn't screen. I looked at the picking and it was quite pure, not bringing many leaves."

The most popular tea leaves in our area are Maojian, which only has one bud tip. Secondly, there is one leaf, and after that, the more leaves, the less valuable it is.

Farmers who specialize in tea will strictly divide the grades and formulate different prices, but Song Sancheng's family only has such a piece of land, so it is not necessary for this.

Zhou Maozhu reached out and grabbed a handful of dry dark green tea with a layer of white velvet from inside to show him:

"Three and a half jin produce one jin, and a total of seven jin and a little bit were fried. But didn't you say you wanted to sell them out? So I specially baked them drier for preservation."

"But after doing this, five jin of dry tea were produced this time. You can pick and choose the leaves when you have time later."

They were all people who had done work. As soon as Zhou Maozhu said the numbers, Song Sancheng knew whether it was reliable or not.

Smelling this refreshing tea fragrance, he only felt his throat dry and thirsty at this moment. So he nodded and quickly pulled people into the house:

"Come, come, come, let's brew two cups first to see the soup color!"

Good Maojian must not be brewed with boiling water. It happened that the water in the thermos at home was boiled early in the morning. It was an old thermos, and the heat preservation was quite average. At this moment, the temperature was estimated to be just right.

Song Sancheng took out two glass cups, grabbed two pinches of tea leaves each, simply washed the tea, and couldn't wait to taste it.

——And there is no professional or unprofessional, all based on experience.

Accompanied by the crystal clear water flow, the dark green dry tea rolled in the water instantly, and then slowly expanded, presenting a dripping emerald color.

A faint fragrance slowly filled the room. Song Sancheng couldn't help but take two deep breaths. This time, he really felt that the Land God opened his eyes and showed spirits in their fields!

In his life, he had never smelled such fragrant tea leaves!

Zhou Maozhu looked at the Maojian standing upright in the cup, and at this moment there was also pride and joy in his eyes:

"Sancheng, your family's tea leaves are truly extraordinary this year!"

"As soon as it went into the pot yesterday, that fragrance was suddenly stimulated! I felt refreshed when I smelled it during the killing of green, and I felt more and more comfortable."

"Later, the more it was fried, the more fragrant it became. The whole courtyard smelled refreshing. It's just that the refreshing energy is a bit big. I haven't had time to taste it yet. Maybe I smelled too much, and I stayed up all night, and I'm still not sleepy yet."

Zhou Maozhu's killing of green is not the killing of green in the movie, but the first step of their local frying of tea leaves, mainly used to stimulate tea fragrance and evaporate water, making the tea leaves soft and easy to knead.

Generally, tea leaves will have a wet tea fragrance in this process, and the taste is quite unique.

But just smelling the tea fragrance in the frying process is so refreshing, and it can make Zhou Maozhu, who has worked in a big tea factory, say so...

Song Sancheng also smiled with joy.

And at this time, Zhou Maozhu asked embarrassedly: "Sancheng, how do you plan to sell your family's tea leaves? After the tea leaves are fried, can you get me a jin?"

How to sell?

Song Sancheng didn't know either!

He only knew that his daughter had the ability, and the wild vegetables in the field could be sold for twenty a jin. This tea leaf... dare not think, dare not think.

But at this moment, Zhou Maozhu's request was not excessive.

He started thinking that the output was small, and tea frying didn't take a few hours. The wage discussed with Zhou Maozhu was 120 a day. With his craftsmanship, if he went out to work, it would be tiring, but he could get 300 or 400 yuan a day at least!

Regardless of how expensive this tea leaf is, the pig slaughterer usually has to bring something back, so give it if it should be given!

Song Sancheng made a decision:

"Old Zhou, I see that our tea mountain will produce a lot this year, it is estimated that you will have to stay up all night every night during this period. Giving tea leaves is definitely fine."

"But the weather and output, we can't say for sure. Anyway, if it's all about the same as today, then I'll make the decision—"

"How about this, I'll give you a pound of tea picked before the Qingming Festival!"

"Two jin of Yu Qian tea."

"If there are any later, then five jin of summer tea and autumn tea in total, how about it?"

Most Maojian tea is the most expensive during the period before Qingming, Yu Qian is second, and when it comes to summer tea, it falls down a big step.

Of course, there is also summer tea in the summer, and autumn tea in the autumn, each with its own flavor. It all depends on whether this year's tea leaves are worth such a long investment.

Song Sancheng's gift is not thick.

It's all because Zhou Maozhu is attentive and honest. If someone else comes, when frying tea leaves, they will secretly gather one or two a day. After a month, there will be quite a lot.

Song Sancheng also smiled embarrassedly: "You also know that this piece is now managed by my family's Tantan, and we parents are just helping her."

The implication is that no matter how much he gives, he can't give it, and he can't make the decision.

Zhou Maozhu was already satisfied, and even overjoyed.

"Good, good, good! Good, good, good! I know your tea must be sold expensively! Don't worry, I will definitely fry your tea leaves well, not wasting a bit."

"Oh my," he had already started rubbing his hands, sighing: "You say so many good tea leaves, I have to keep that Yu Qian tea and drink it slowly."

"If summer tea has this quality, taking it to give to my son is better than those outside for thousands."

Song Sancheng laughed: "You pick summer tea to give gifts to your son? Why don't you pick Yu Qian tea?"

However, Zhou Maozhu shook his head:

"You don't understand, just this tea leaf, I have never drunk such good tea in my life, you say what gift to send so exaggerated!"

The main thing is, summer tea is five jin, send one jin at a time, if people drink it well and want more, it is also convenient to strike while the iron is hot!

"We have this family, just do what we can, summer tea is fine."