Ye Chen prepared breakfast and glanced at the pot made by Zhao Jiyang......

"The pot is kneaded into a ball, otherwise it won't taste crispy at noon. ”

"Pinch like this, pinch like this?" Zhao Jiyang grinned, kneading the pot into various shapes.

Ye Chen looked helpless and covered his forehead: "Hurry up, it's time to eat." ”

"Uh-huh. Zhao Jiyang moved quickly, pinched the rice balls in three or two times, hugged them in tin foil, and put them in a plastic bag.

In the courtyard, Jiyang's mother suddenly shouted, "Ye Chen, come over and see what this thing is?"

The red panda dragged a small bamboo with leaves, walked home, and saw that Jiyang's mother was vigilant and hesitated to come in.

Zhao Jiyang ran over, saw the red panda relax his vigilance, showed an intimate appearance, and hugged him: "Where did you run last night?"

The red panda squeaked twice, not knowing what it was trying to express.

"Mom, this red panda was picked up by Ye Chen in the mountains, and it has already been filed. It's cute, you touch it. Zhao Jiyang hugged the little guy over, and several dogs circled around her, roaring softly at the red panda in Jiyang's arms.

The two fathers in the family drank some wine last night, and when they got up a little late, Ye Chen brewed honey water to relieve the second elder's hangover.

After breakfast, Ye Chen's parents had to rush back to Rongcheng to talk about a contract. Geeyang's father is about to go to work, and together with Geeyang's mother, he drives out.

Ye Chen thought that Li Zhi and the others would come over soon, and prepare lunch and hot water for entering the mountain early.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Zhao Jiyang put snacks in his backpack, did he take out his mobile phone to check the time: "It's almost eight o'clock, you call and ask." ”

"It should be soon, go over and wait. Ye Chen took the smart car key, this car is good to drive, and it is very suitable for the countryside where the road is not wide.

The two went to the bottom of the tea mountain first, and Luo Wei and their tea pickers had already arrived.

It was foggy in the morning, not big, hazy.

The dew on the ground was completely dissipated, at least ninety o'clock.

"Master Luo, Master Huang, wait for the dew of the tea leaves to dry before picking the tea leaves, it's still early. Ye Chen went over and said.

"Didn't the first two batches of tea be sold to tea factories?" Luo Wei said.

"It's the same with those who sell to tea factories, and the dew is dispersed and then picked. Ye Chen said and scattered cigarettes for everyone. It's still yesterday's people, and there are seven or eight men who smoke: "Whether you roast tea or sell green tea, you can't smash your own signboard." I'm sorry to wait a minute. ”

Luo Wei smiled awkwardly and nodded: "Boss Ye is kind...... In the past, the green tea sold to tea factories was picked before dawn. ”

"By the way, Master Luo, the tea picking after the National Day is one batch before the scorching sun comes, and another batch in the afternoon. The distinction is clear because there are different processes. ”

"No problem. ”

The most important thing about green tea is the grasp of time.

Ye Chen knew several tea-making techniques, and one of the oldest tea-making techniques required dew tea, that is, tea leaves picked from dawn to sunrise. It is a very troublesome craft, which can only be enjoyed by high-ranking officials and nobles during the Song Dynasty, called 'silver silk water bud' or 'dragon group wins snow'.

There are very few people who can make silver silk water tea, and it is more of a cost problem. In ancient times, there was a cloud 'the wonder of tea, to win the snow extremely, each catty is worth 40,000 yuan, the cost is amazing, exclusively for the emperor to enjoy. ’

Chatted here for a while.

A team of cars drove up, and Ye Chen greeted him.

"Sorry, there's something delaying on the way. Li Zhi went down the mountain road.

"Let's go. Otherwise, I won't be able to get out at night. Ye Chen said to drive in front and lead the way, and get off at the end of the machine farming road.

There were seven cars in a line, twenty-five people, and some of them looked like students.

Along Qingshuigou, Li Zhi introduced on the road that the three students were students of the Department of Archaeology, and they were brought over by a professor who specialized in ancient culture. Ecological assessment experts of the scenic spot, a group of seven people. Nine government personnel. The other is a local resident of Qingshan Town......

Professor Zhao came yesterday afternoon, communicated with the old people in the village, determined that there are ancient ruins in the mountain, combined with ancient historical documents, and found that Mengshan was a very famous tea area in the Northern Song Dynasty, and there are records of Mengshan ancient tea crowning the world.

Walk up to the waterfall, climb the steep hill and continue along the mountain stream......

The mountain stream is sometimes narrow and sometimes open. The narrow place is difficult to walk, so you can only find the thorns in the dense forest on both sides and open a path out. The pebble beach is spacious, and it is very smooth.

The three students, two men and one woman, were in high spirits at first, but after walking for a while, they became tired.

"How far is that?"

"I heard that it ...... two or three hours"

"Hey, look at the girl next to the guide, is it the previous school flower of our academy?"

"School flowers?"

"The Goddess of the Forum. ”

"You two men don't pay much attention anymore, don't you see the big beauty standing in front of you. The female classmate was not happy, and looked at Zhao Jiyang and Ye Chen: "People will be famous at a glance." ”

Ye Chen's sensory ability is not ordinarily strong, he glanced back when he heard a few people talking, took Zhao Jiyang's hand and asked, "You used to be a Shu college student?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"A few of them too, but I didn't go over to say hello. ”

"Shu University is very big...... I studied management and history and archaeology are not the same department. Zhao Jiyang shrank his head, turned his head, looked at a few people and smiled.

"Hey, senior sister?" shouted the bespectacled male classmate, immediately attracting everyone's attention,

Zhao Jiyang nodded hurriedly and stopped waiting for them to come over: "I am a management major, I just graduated this year, you know me." ”

"I've seen you on the forum, but I didn't want to see a real person. Real people are more beautiful than photos. The male classmate smiled shyly: "My name is Fu Bowen, can I take a photo with my senior sister?"

"Yes. ”

Fu Bowen had already taken out his mobile phone, Zhao Jiyang looked at the camera of the mobile phone and showed a sweet smile, and then introduced: "My husband, Ye Chen." ”

"Hi, there. Ye Chen said with a smile.

Fu Bowen was stunned: "Senior sister is married?"

"I want to show you the marriage certificate. Ye Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, pretending to be angry.

"No, don't ......" Fu Bowen was embarrassed.

Ye Chen laughed.

Li Zhi, who was accompanying Professor Zhao on the side, turned his head: "I'm really married." ”

"I got a marriage certificate. Ye Chen couldn't help it, hehehehe couldn't stop laughing.

Zhao Jiyang glanced at him, and he didn't know what he was proud of, but when he saw his uncontrollable laughter, he was happy.

"When is the time, when is the wine bowl, don't forget the uncle. ”

"It's early, it's early. When the time comes, the invitation will definitely be delivered to you, and you won't be able to run away if you want to. Ye Chen said, and the phone rang.

"Hi, Ye. I got my ticket. Connor's call.

"Time. ”

"Direct flight, 14 hours to Rongcheng. On the 30th, the plane at 7:50 a.m. That's right, San Francisco (San Francisco) time. ”

“OK。 ”

30th, that is, tomorrow.

Hanging up the phone, Li Zhi came over with a smile on his face: "Foreigner?"

"Well, my former boss. ”

"Farm owner?" Li Zhi frowned.

Former Executive Director of Silicon Valley Creative. ”

Li Zhi suddenly came to his senses: "Can you bring in investment?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "A very picky old man." Connor didn't pick it, but it was unrealistic to ask him to invest in Qingshan Town. He quit his job several years ago to live his idyllic life in Marin County, working on a side hustle that interests him. Yankees like to enjoy life when they have money, and it is almost impossible for him to do a serious business, let alone invest here.

Connor treats people very well, whether it is Ye Chen or the other old employees of the farm, they get along like friends.