590. Cold Tea (Page 1/1)

"Try the freshly picked tea leaves from the Beihan Mountains in the northern region, the taste is a must in the underworld."

Meng Po took a tea bag over, which was filled with fresh tea leaves, and there was a lot of cyan in the middle of the color, followed by an old mother with a few tea sets.

"The underworld also drinks tea?"

Li Zimu smiled and sat down There is a difference, I didn't expect that this environment in the underworld can also grow tea, look at the appearance of this tea, sharp and thin, the two sides are rolled up to the middle to reveal a little light cyan, but it is a bit like a hairy tip.

"Speaking of which, the culture of drinking tea in the underworld is longer than the history of China, this tea is a bit like the Maojian of China, but you will know after a while, it is by no means Maojianer, its name is called cold tea. ”

Meng Po said with Guan Zi, her face looked a little happy, but judging from her posture of pinching tea, it is quite a profession that is not like a temporary learning but an experience formed by making tea for a long time.

Gently pinched up, neither destroys the tea, but also the amount is very accurate, from the action of her hand Li Zimu can be known, this tea is not cheap to buy with money......

The method of brewing raw tea directly, Li Zimu rarely sees this, he can be regarded as a master level in drinking tea, raw tea is brewed directly, without finishing, kneading, processing, and the tea brewed out rarely has a taste, or even a color.

Therefore, when drinking tea in Huaxia, it is rare to take raw tea leaves to brew directly, and this is indeed raw tea leaves, although it is said that the color looks like it is washed and then sunned, but this cannot be regarded as processing at all......

Hot cup tea washing in one go, from the point of view of the technique is very old-fashioned, this cold tea was praised by Meng Po like this, there must be its uniqueness, Li Zimu just needs to watch quietly.

The water in the pot has been tumbling for a long time, and this environment is considered normal air pressure, and the water temperature is close to 100 degrees if it is not 100 degrees.

Blanching fine tea with boiling water has always been a method that Li Zimu does not agree with, and the tea must be soaked in warm water, so that the soft and delicate taste will not be dispersed because the water temperature is too high, but when I think about it, this is not in line with his understanding of tea, and it is not in line with it from the beginning, so I am relieved.

Meng Po poured boiling hot water into the cup without hesitation, not minding the sharp tea leaves tumbling wildly in the water, pressing the tea at all, the tea leaves were quickly spread out after the boiling water, but they were not broken.

After a few minutes, Meng Po poured the tea into two small cups, gently picked up a cup and handed it to Li Zimu, which was very gentle at this time.

Li Zimu looked at the tea in the teacup in his hand, there was no tea residue, and even no color, this is the consequence of soaking water with raw tea leaves, and there was basically no color in sight.

Habitually blowing, Li Zimu took a sip gently, there was a vanilla aroma of moss growing on the wood, fine tea, and even drank the taste of oolong tea, which was a bit interesting.

"How is it, does it smell like your big red robe in Huaxia?"

Meng Po's eyes lit up and she said, as if she was showing off her proud collection, with a little pride.

"It's kind of interesting"

Li Zimu nodded, Mao Jian'er brewed the opposite taste of oolong tea, this tea is indeed a bit novel, Li Zimu couldn't help but admire.

"Don't worry, taste the taste, there are other flavors"

Meng Po continued to sell Guan Zi and said, her favorite is the cold tea on the North Cold Mountain, which has been drunk for hundreds of years, so she is very clear about the brewing method of cold tea, although rude, but it can fully reflect the characteristics of cold tea.

"Huh?"

Li Zimu swallowed a mouthful of tea leaves into his stomach, and when he was about to take a sip, he was suddenly stunned.

Because he found that his mouth, which was supposed to be hot and hot, actually felt a trace of coolness, as if a mint candy was put in his mouth in the summer of color, which ......

It's not scientific......

"Found out, the growth environment of cold tea is very demanding, and the temperature in those places is very low, there is a cold air in the fresh tea leaves, and only with boiling water can this cold air be forced out, wandering in the water, after drinking it, it is bitter first and then sweet."

Meng Po proudly said the characteristics of cold tea at this time, this kind of sharp and thin tea, but can brew a rough and bold taste, but also can brew a fresh and elegant feeling, very good.

"Awesome"

Li Zimu nodded and said in agreement, one tea brews two completely different flavors, as far as he knows, many tea leaves can also be made in the next nine days, such as Pu'er's raw tea and ripe tea, although it is one kind of tea, it can also brew two flavors.

But the difference is that this is brewed in a way, two flavors brewed in a tea cup, which can be said to be very unique.

"It's coming!"

Meng Po, who was chatting happily, suddenly stood up at this time and said solemnly, her eyes looked straight in the direction outside, and this sudden battle almost didn't startle Li Zimu.

"King Tarzan?"

Li Zimu was not in a hurry, this had long been expected by him, there was a layer of prohibition in this mansion, which could make his divine sense unable to function, and he found out when he came in from the beginning, but he didn't say it.

"Well, it's him, I'll take you to avoid it in the dark compartment, there is a ban in this house, except for the master and me, no one else can use the divine sense"

Meng Po hurriedly said, but the pudding on the table was not affected by them at all, and was still drawing the ghost drawing talisman quickly, and now it was almost the end, and it would be finished in a few minutes.

"Forget it, he must know we're with you"

Li Zimu shook his head and said, continuing to drink the tea in the teacup in his hand, but at this time he was quiet, and there was no panic in his heart at all.

He is not blindly confident, he is seizing the time to recover the aura in his body, and if he can be a little more, he will be a little more sure.

"Alas, he's coming......"

Meng Po shook her head and sighed lightly and said, Lord Dong, the king of Taishan, often comes to her house as a guest, so he is very clear about the structure of her mansion......

"Hehe, I smelled a fragrance from afar, I knew that you were making cold tea, it seems that today is blessed."

Before she could see anyone, she heard a rough voice coming in from outside the door, it sounded very soft, but everyone could hear it clearly, and Pudding put down her pen at the same time, and at this time, she had just finished drawing a ghost drawing......

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