Fang Yuan returned to his third uncle's house.
He spread the tea leaves out to dry.
Soon after.
He pushed out his motorcycle and prepared to go out to find someone to pick lychees.
"Ah Yuan!"
A voice called out to him.
Fang Yuan turned around and saw a dark and thin young man greeting him.
"Little River?
Fang Yuan was pleasantly surprised.
This young man was his childhood playmate, Fang Xiaohe.
When he saw his friends,
Both of them were very happy.
Fang Yuan said,"Xiaohe, didn't you go out to work? Why are you back?"”
"My wife is pregnant and I have to take care of her, so I came back."”
Fang Yuan understood.
Wife pregnant.
It was only right to take care of her.
The two of them chatted for a while.
Fang Yuan said,"It's good that you're back. I want to pick a batch of lychees and send them out. Help me."”
"No problem." Fang Xiaohe nodded.”
After they agreed.
Fang Xiaohe went to find someone to pick lychees.
Fang Yuan pushed the small motorcycle back and found a large iron pot in the attic.
This was a pot specially used for frying tea.
In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, every household had tea trees. The tea leaves produced by these tea trees were not famous, but they tasted good.
Every late April, the villagers would pick the tender leaves and stir-fry them for themselves to drink.
Third Uncle had a complete set of tea-frying tools at home.
Now.
Fang Yuan could use it.
He wanted to make his own Essence Cultivating Tea.
After washing the big pot.
Prepare the things.
Three hours had passed.
Fang Yuan started a fire.
After that.
He turned on the live broadcast.
Very quickly.
The audience came in.
"I was the first to enter the live broadcast room.”
"Haha, it's a live broadcast again!"
"Coming, coming."
"Let's see what the host is broadcasting this time.”
"Probably picking lychees."
"I'm not picking lychees. Looking at the iron pot behind the host, does the host want to be a chef?”
"They are frying tea leaves!"
"It's fried tea leaves. I can see the tea leaves."
Fang Yuan greeted.
"Welcome, everyone."
"I was going to pick lychees."
"I didn't expect that one of my friends would come back. I'll leave the lychee picking to him.”
"This time, we'll broadcast the stir-fried tea leaves."
"Everyone, look. The tea leaves are almost dried and the fire has been started.”
Fang Yuan took a look.
He poured the tea leaves into the iron pot.
After that.
He directly stir-fried it with his hands.
"D * mn, do you use your hands for a live broadcast?”
"Yeah, why didn't you wear a glove?”
"Stir-frying tea like this is probably very painful.”
"Could it be that the streamer has mastered the Iron Palm and isn't afraid of the heat?”
The audience started sending bullet comments.
Fang Yuan looked at the bullet screen.
While stir-frying.
He said,
"It's best not to use gloves when frying tea.”
"Because…"
"After wearing gloves, I can't accurately sense the temperature. I don't even know if the tea is burnt.”
"Of course, when frying tea without gloves, you have to be very careful. Don't let your hands touch the surface of the iron pot, or your hands will be injured.”
Fang Yuan pressed and rubbed the tea leaves.
Stir-frying tea was very particular about the technique.
The color and taste of the same tea leaves were very different when they were fried by different people.
Fang Yuan was a tea making grandmaster, and his every movement was skilled and elegant, calm and collected.
It was as if he was displaying art.
The audience was mesmerized.
"The host is so cool."
"I feel like the host is a master of tea.”
"I feel the same."
"There's no need to doubt it. The streamer's skills in frying tea are really first-class. By the way, I have a thousand acres of tea at home and have been frying tea since I was young.”
"The host is so awesome."
Fang Yuan ignored the bullet comments.
He stir-fried it calmly.
The fragrance of tea wafted out.
"Croak, croak, croak!"
There was a cry in the sky, and Brother Crow descended from the sky.
It landed next to the big pot.
Looking at the tea leaves in the iron pot, he said,"Smells good, smells good!"
His eyes were fixed on the tea leaves.
"You still want to eat tea leaves?" Fang Yuan asked.”
Brother Crow nodded repeatedly.
"It's not done yet, watch from the side."”
Brother Crow nodded.
It did not leave, it just stood there and watched Fang Yuan stir-fry.
Bullet comments.
"I'll go. Even crows wanted to eat it. How fragrant were these tea leaves?”
"Strange news, crows also want to eat tea leaves.”
"I've never heard of crows eating tea leaves.”
"Even through the screen, I know that the tea leaves are very fragrant.”
"It seems that not only are these tea leaves beautiful, but they also taste good.”
Fang Yuan speculated for a while.
The tea leaves had already begun to evaporate, turning soft and slightly yellow.
It felt like the fire was about ready.
He picked up the tea leaves and dried them.
It was impossible to stir-fry tea by hand in one go. It had to be stir-fried in three times. This was the raw pot, the second green pot, and the cooked pot.
After drying for a while.
He continued to stir-fry.
At this moment.
Under Fang Yuan's kneading, the tea leaves began to roll into strips. The soft tea leaves lost their moisture and began to harden, but strangely, they still maintained their green color.
The tea leaves that drifted out became even richer.
The fragrance of the tea drifted far away.
At this moment.
A tall monkey sneakily appeared in the courtyard.
It smelled the fragrance of the tea leaves.
He looked intoxicated!
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