Li Bochuan and Bai Songlin came to the tea garden of Bai Songlin's family together.

When he was not close, Li Bochuan looked at it from a distance, it was a small green mountain forest, and there were some light clouds and white mist on the top of the mountain, which put a mysterious veil on the tea garden, and it seemed that the tea garden was mysterious and ethereal, which was unusual.

When he walked in, Li Bochuan found that this tea garden was located in the middle of several high peaks, which was equivalent to a small basin, but there were several small peaks in the small basin.

Because of the topography, this tea garden is smoky all year round, and the air circulation is not smooth, so the water vapor in the air is very sufficient, which is the best condition for growing tea, because the tea trees cannot often be exposed to direct sunlight, and the water vapor is very sufficient.

And here just so the conditions are met, it can be said that this is simply nature specially opened up to grow tea. When Li Bochuan saw this, he couldn't help but admire the good terrain conditions here and the magic of nature.

Walking into the tea garden, what catches your eye is a row of neat tea trees, on which grow green and tender green tea leaves, and the tea leaves are dotted with small water droplets because of the smoke, which is crystal clear.

Li Bochuan only felt that the air here was extremely fresh, and the breeze was gentle, which made people feel comfortable, and wanted to stay here forever and never leave.

Then Li Bochuan picked tea leaves with the white pine forest.

Through talking with Bai Songlin, I learned that the tea here is not only one season that can be picked, nor is it like other places, where the tea leaves have to be picked before and after Qingming every year, and the tea here can be picked all year round.

Hearing this, Li Bochuan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because if it was just picking for one season, then Li Bochuan might have to wait until next year to learn to make tea, and when he succeeded, it would be really far away.

But now that it can be picked all year round, then he can come to study all year round as long as he has time, so he will not be restricted, so Li Bochuan will breathe a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Songlin, do you have any tea saplings here?" If so, can you give me a few and let me take them back and plant them on the mountain?" asked Li Bochuan as he picked the tea leaves.

Ever since he saw this row of tea trees, Li Bochuan has always had this idea in his heart,

Thinking about whether he could get a few trees to plant on Houmu Mountain, and he had holy spring water, he was not afraid that the tea trees would die, and he was still looking forward to it, he didn't know what kind of quality the tea would be grown with the holy spring water, and he didn't know what kind of taste it would be.

Thinking of this, Li Bochuan was already looking forward to it, so he asked without hesitation, expecting Bai Songlin to give him a positive answer.

"Yes, a lot, as much as you want!" replied with a smile.

When Bai Songlin said these words, Li Bochuan clearly felt the pride and pride in Bai Songlin's heart, it can be said that Bai Songlin will only say such things here, because this is his, here is what he is familiar with, here is a grass and a tree, a sand and a stone, for Bai Songlin, who has been here since he was a child, no one knows this place better than him, and he naturally has the capital of pride and pride.

"Okay, when I go back later, I'll get some and bring them!" Li Bochuan also said happily.

"Cheng! You want to make a few by yourself!" Bai Songlin said, but the hand picking the tea leaves was not slow, the two hands moved together, flying back and forth, only to see him stretch out his hand, turning back and forth, two handfuls of tender green tea leaves had appeared in his hands, and Li Bochuan was amazed.

Li Bochuan also learned the same, while watching the movements of Bai Songlin's hands, while learning, trying to make himself faster, Li Bochuan tried for a while, and finally gave up, because Li Bochuan found that as long as he speeded up the picking, the tea picked was generally incomplete, rather than the standard "two leaves and one heart", so that those mutilated tea leaves could not be used, which made Li Bochuan waste a lot of tea.

Li Bochuan felt guilty in his heart, thinking that if he came to get this himself, he would probably have to lose a pair of underwear.

In the end, Li Bochuan still obediently used his own hand to fight back, picking slowly, to ensure the integrity of the tea leaves, like the white pine forest palm back and forth, there is no white pine forest like the perennial picking, has formed a habitual action, where can you do it!

This is the art industry has a specialization, no diamond diamond, don't do porcelain work.

After Li Bochuan and the white pine forest picked enough tea, the white pine forest hurried to send the tea home to bask in the sun, this step is called sunning, if the delay is long, the tea withered, then it can not be made into tea, even if it is made into tea, the quality of the tea will be

Heavily discounted.

Therefore, this step is a race against time, and every second counts.

Li Bochuan was also in a hurry, nervous, sweaty on his head, and sent the tea home with Bai Songlin.

Thankfully, they outran the time and delivered the tea home in time.

Then the white pine forest spreads the tea leaves on the ground, let the sun dry for a while, dry some of the moisture in the tea leaves, and make the tea leaves dry and soft.

After that, all day long, the white pine forest was making these teas, and Li Bochuan had been watching from the side.

Today, Li Bochuan just came to learn about the whole process of making tea, and learned some simple knowledge by the way.

All day long, Li Bochuan followed the white pine forest to dry tea, finished, fried tea, kneaded tea, knew that the tea was made at night, but it was not completely finished, and it was really good to wait for the kneaded tea to dry.

During this whole process, Li Bochuan has been watching carefully, staring closely, and not letting go of the slightest detail.

And Li Bochuan also watched Bai Songlin standing by the boiler sweating, soaking the entire vest wet, as if this vest had just been fished out of the water, and Bai Songlin's face was also baked red by the hot boiler, accompanied by sweat, but Bai Songlin could not relax at all, because once it was slackened, it was not good to grasp the degree, this batch of tea would be wasted, it can be said that the whole process of making tea and roasting tea is a process of mental concentration, not the slightest relaxation, no matter how tired you are, you can't stop.

Li Bochuan knew that roasting tea was hard, but he didn't know that roasting tea was so hard. Li Bochuan also knew that the money Bai Songlin made in his life was all hard-earned money, and the tea in his hand was fried by him with all his strength, and it was something he regarded as a treasure.

Li Bochuan sighed in his heart, but he was helpless, the tea they often met was obtained through such hard work, Li Bochuan couldn't help but respect the white pine forest in his heart!

In the end, when Li Bochuan was leaving, he told Bai Songlin that he had nothing to do this summer, and he would come over to learn the whole set of skills from him during the summer vacation, and Bai Songlin also agreed with a smile, saying that as long as Li Bochuan had time, he would come over, and it would be fine.

Li Bochuan also nodded, moved, the night was dark, and he returned to Houmu Mountain.