"Heavenly Venerate Immeasurable, I've made a fool of myself in front of the few scholars…"
After the little monkey left, Ye Qiu's expression returned to its calm state.
"Uh, no, no, Master Ye Qiu, you're too polite…"
Only then did Director Wang come back to his senses. His face was filled with heartache. The words that were about to be written were ruined by a drop of ink.
"Please do as you please, this poor Daoist should also go to work…"
Ye Qiu nodded. His figure flashed and he walked straight to the front yard.
He was calm and his body was filled with an indescribable sense of tranquility.
"Sigh, that little fellow is too impatient, right? I haven't even finished writing a single word…"
After Ye Qiu left, Zhang Zifeng picked up the paper ball that the little monkey had thrown away gloomily.
His heart ached.
He was almost done writing, but he still couldn't keep his cool.
"I think that little guy must be a clean freak. Otherwise, how could a drop of ink affect his mood?”
Ye Yiqian guessed.
Ju Jingyi nodded and suggested," Let's look around. I wonder what that little monkey is doing now."”
"Then let's go and take a look!" When Zhang Zifeng heard that, he immediately became happy.
"Hey, hey, aren't you going to help Teacher Huang Lei?”Director Wang shouted,
"Director Wang, you're a grown man and you're not going. Do you want the three of us weak women to go?”
Zhang Zifeng playfully stuck out his tongue and left with Ju Jingyi and Ye Yiqian.
“……”
Director Wang was speechless. He looked at the busy Huang Lei in the kitchen and could only roll up his sleeves and walk in.
The four cameramen split into two groups. One of them stayed in the backyard to film the spring base and Director Wang in the kitchen.
The other three followed Zhang Zifeng and the others to the front yard to film Ju Jing Yi and the others.
Of course, their main targets were still Ye Qiu and the little monkey.
"Eh, Master Ye Qiu, why are these tea leaves different from the ones we fried yesterday?”
The three girls had just come out when they saw Ye Qiu carrying a bamboo sieve and drying tea leaves in the front yard.
" This tea isn't that tea. It's not for brewing…" Ye Qiu calmly replied.
His hands didn't stop. He gently shook the bamboo sieve and spread the tea leaves evenly.
"Not for brewing? Then what is this for?" The three women were curious.
The faint fragrance of the tea assailed his nostrils. Although it could not compare to the Dao Comprehension Tea that was stir-fried with the ancient method yesterday, it was definitely much better than ordinary tea leaves.
This was Ye Yiqian's first time going up the mountain, and she was even more puzzled. The tea had such a strong fragrance just by smelling it. It was even better than her family's West Lake Longjing tea.
If such good tea wasn't used for brewing, then what was it used for?
Ye Qiu smiled faintly." These tea leaves have already been brewed. They have lost the sweetness of tea, so naturally, they can't be brewed again…"
What?
The three women opened their mouths wide.
Especially Ye Yiqian, who could not believe that the brewed tea leaves could still have such a strong tea fragrance.
"Then Master Ye Qiu, why do you still leave the brewed tea leaves to dry?”
Zhang Zifeng blinked his eyes curiously.
Ju Jingyi and Ye Yiqian also quietly stared at Ye Qiu. They were also curious about the use of the brewed tea leaves.
" It's just a waste. Although the tea leaves have lost their original sweetness, there are still some left. After drying them, they can be made into incense using a special method…" Ye Qiu explained.
He casually picked up some dried tea leaves from the bamboo sieve and gently rubbed them in his hands.
Only when the tea leaves were soft and silky would he put them aside.
Ju Jingyi and the other two girls were even more curious. Could the tea leaves that had been soaked be used to make incense?
It was simply unheard of and unseen.
Ye Qiu didn't explain. He just stood there quietly and kneaded all the dried tea leaves.
Then, he took out a special container and crushed all the tea leaves.
Ju Jingyi and the other two girls stood aside and watched quietly.
They had heard of some methods to make incense.
However, it was usually made of fragrant wood or spices.
This was the only one that used tea leaves to make incense.
The three cameramen focused their cameras on Ye Qiu, not missing a single move.
After a few minutes, the tea leaves were all crushed into powder.
Under everyone's curious gazes, Ye Qiu went straight to the tea tree and twisted some soil into the clay container.
After the old Taoist priest fell seriously ill, the special sticky powder needed for incense had been exhausted. Ye Qiu could only use the soil under the tea tree to replace it.
However, the effect was very good. Compared to sticky powder, the soil could highlight the fragrance of incense more.
It was mixed with crushed tea powder and some water.
Gently mixing it evenly, the fragrant mud that looked like dough was ready.
Unhurriedly, Ye Qiu made the incense mud into the shape of a tower. The top was small and the bottom was big, leaving a small hole in the middle.
"Master Ye Qiu, why is this incense tower shaped? There's a small hole in the middle?"
Zhang Zifeng could not help but feel curious.
She had seen curved incense sticks, upright bamboo incense sticks, and even a finger-length sleeping incense stick.
This was the first time she had seen such a finger-sized incense stick.
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