Chapter Seventy-Four: Roasted Tea
"Hey, my sister-in-law came this time just to ask me to help her buy more. ”
"Whatever you buy, it's all a family, take it and drink it, take it and drink it. ”
"No, you really have to pay for this. The man smiled and took out a plastic bag from his purse, which contained a few red tickets, "I brought her some back last time, and she left it in the store to drink." As a result, some residents drank it from her, saying that this was better than the unified processing in the village, and they had to let her buy some. You see, the money was given first. I brought it back and asked my sister-in-law to send it to the resident. ”
Hearing her son-in-law say this, Aunt Zhang did not refuse, accepted the money, and hurriedly wrapped the tea according to the amount he said.
"Mom, I won't stay long this time, so I have to rush back the tea first. I'll come over with San'er in two days, and she knits a sweater for you, and it will be done in less than two days. ”
When Uncle Zhang came back and said a few words, his third son-in-law looked at the sky, and quickly picked up the empty back basket and ran down the mountain.
Uncle Zhang's third son-in-law came up on this trip and basically emptied his fried tea. Xiao Yang's part had been booked before, and he had prepared it first. There are a lot of sons-in-law who want this meeting, but fortunately, he will fry them when the old couple has nothing to do, and he still has some at home, otherwise it would not be enough today.
With pressure, Uncle Zhang didn't even sleep at noon, so he had to carry a bamboo basket to the tea garden to pick tea.
Chen Xin wanted to go with her to take a look, but she was worried that Zhang Zhang would run off the cliff alone. She thought about it, and planned to ask Grandpa Liu and Grandma Liu to help take care of it for a day tomorrow, and come up by herself to learn how to fry tea with Uncle Zhang.
Of course, this craft does not mean that you can see it and do it again, but Chen Xin originally had a bit of a foundation, she just hadn't fried this kind of tea that needed to be twisted, and the heat or something needed to be mastered in practice.
Uncle Zhang is not worried at all that Chen Xin has learned the craft.
"Ten or twenty years ago, everyone here would roast tea. Later, when the old man is old, the young people are not willing to learn, and the fried tea is very laborious, and there is not much to fry in a day, and more importantly, we are remote here, and few outsiders come to buy tea, so the young people would rather go out to work than be willing to stay at home to inherit this craft. Later, with machines, there were even fewer people who learned. Think about it, manpower fried tea, a pot is only two or three catties, three or four catties, two pots to three pots a day, and there is ten catties a day. But the machine is different, the assembly line, it can be doubled at a time, and it is enough for a month of our labor in one day. ”
Uncle Zhang didn't know the convenience of the machine, but except for the years when he was a soldier, he spent most of his life dealing with tea.
"My dad used to stir tea, and my brother and I had to help my dad at that time. The best learner was my second brother, who had a bad life and died of illness just after getting married. My eldest brother left seven years ago, and it has always been a pity that his children are not willing to inherit the art of roasted tea. I also have two younger brothers, one who works in the north, and now he is not in good health, and he has not been back for several years. There was also a battlefield that I had been on with me, not in the same place, and I later went to him to find out that he had died. ”
Uncle Zhang grabbed the branch and looked in the direction of the outside of the mountain, and his eyes were engraved with childhood memories and thoughts of his brothers.
"I'm also old, my son-in-law is a cook, he is not interested in roasting tea, I have taught him, and he always can't learn well. Looks like I'm going to take this craft to the soil too. Uncle Zhang shook his head and continued to pick tea leaves.
Chen Xin was silent for a while, and then asked, "Uncle Zhang, do you mind accepting a female apprentice?"
Like those old craftsmen, they follow the tradition the most, and many techniques are passed on to men rather than women, so there are not a few who have been lost.
"It's not that I don't accept female apprentices, for the craft of roasting tea, girls are too restricted. The first is that the strength is not enough. ”
Uncle Zhang did not mean to discriminate against women, he was also telling the truth, stir-fried tea is not as simple as stir-frying with a spatula, especially this kind of large-leaf tea, which is mostly stir-fried, that is to say, you must have excellent arm strength to continue to raise the tea leaves and heat them evenly.
There are also many women who are powerful, but they are certainly not as strong as men in terms of durability. Even among men, not all of them can eat this bowl of rice.
Chen Xin's thoughts are different.
She thinks that hand-roasted tea will definitely not be able to compete with machine-roasted tea to seize the market, but it can completely open up another market, which is specially customized for high-end customers.
I don't think it now, but in the future, once it is linked to handicraft, the price is not affordable for ordinary people. Especially the skilled and capable masters, their handmade works can only be called sky-high.
Of course, this must also be linked to the actual value of the item, for example, this Kuding tea must not be equal to jade and gold. Therefore, this sky-high price is aimed at the price difference of similar products in the market.
Chen Xin doesn't think she can become a master in this industry, but she can become a skilled master, and the book she wrote is very important in addition to flowers and plants. If she had this craft of roasting tea, it might have been able to add more persuasiveness to her book.
After Chen Xin expressed her desire to learn, Uncle Zhang did not refuse, and promised to let Chen Xin learn from him, but how much she can learn depends on her own ability.
When she returned to the nursing home, Chen Xin found Grandpa Liu and Grandma Liu to say this, but she didn't expect the old couple of the Liu family to be interested. Anyway, they are also playing here, so it is better to go up the mountain with Chen Xin to have a look.
The next day, Chen Xin carried some food bought in the sanatorium and went up the mountain, Liu Jianmin helped his mother to walk behind, and in the middle was Grandpa Liu holding Zhang Zhang.
The four of them walked slowly behind, and Chen Xin climbed the mountain with his stuff on his back. When she reached the mountainside dam, Chen Xin felt that her legs were trembling.
"Ouch, Xin Mei'er hurry up and sit down and drink some water. You said you were here, what are you doing with all these things?"
"This, isn't this my Uncle Liu and his family also want to come, I thought that I couldn't let you supplement our food, so I brought some vegetables and meat myself, and the rest is a thank you gift for me to bother you here these days." ”
She knew that if she talked about money, the old couple would definitely not be willing to accept it, and even if she wanted to give money, she couldn't give it now, and before leaving, she would find an opportunity to give a red envelope or tuition fee or something. When she also sells this tea in her store, she can also help with some advertising.
Half an hour later, the old couple of the Liu family also came up and greeted Uncle Zhang, and the four old people talked together, and by the way, they also picked up tea stalks.
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