Xiao Ping went back to his room and locked the door, and entered the demon refining pot with two large back baskets. [ ] He had a very clear purpose in refining the demon pot this time - to pick tea.

The environment in the pot is obviously very conducive to the growth of tea trees, and although it has not been a long time since the seedlings were planted, they have grown very luxuriantly. All the tea trees had grown to more than half a man's height, and their branches and foliage were getting denser and denser, and they were spitting out large sprouts. All the buds have just opened, and in Chapter 221, the spirit begins to stir-fry the tea.

Although it has been a while since he learned roasted tea from Old Man Qiao, Xiao Ping has not abandoned this craft. I saw that his palms kept flying and smearing in the pot, and the tea leaves were churning in the pot like fallen leaves in the wind, which looked wonderful.

Thanks to Xiao Ping's efforts, the tea leaves in the pot were heated evenly, and the degree of heating was just right, and the water in it slowly evaporated, and finally formed the flat shape unique to Longjing. Seeing that a pot of tea leaves had been fried, Xiao Ping turned over his palm, poured the tea leaves in the pot into the basket that had been prepared for a long time to cool, and then added fresh tea leaves to it to continue a new round of roasting tea.

Roasting tea is not only a skill, but also a meticulous work. The amount of tea roasted at a time must not be too much, otherwise the tea leaves will be heated unevenly, and the whole pot of tea will become unpalatable garbage. Therefore, Xiao Ping only added a small amount of tea to the pot and tried to control the quality of the tea as much as possible.

In this way, the fresh tea leaves picked by Xiao Ping must be fried many times. In fact, he forgot how many times the same process had been repeated, and he was busy until late at night, when all the tea was fried.

Looking at the tea leaves hanging in the big basket, Xiao Ping couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, frying the best tea requires full attention at all times, and there can be no slack in the whole stir-frying process, otherwise it is possible to ruin the whole pot of tea. Even for Xiao Ping, it is not easy to perfectly fry so many excellent teas.

Xiao Ping took the tea leaves out of the demon refining pot and weighed them, and learned that a total of more than two catties and four taels of tea were fried. Since the tea is fried, of course you should taste it first. Xiao Ping found a glass and made a cup of tea from freshly fried tea leaves, and sat comfortably on the terrace of the villa, tasting the fruits of his labor in front of the starry sky.

Although Xiao Ping can only be regarded as a glimpse of the way in terms of tea tasting, he can still be sure that the tea produced in the demon refining pot is definitely good. Whether it is from the appearance and aroma of the tea leaves, or the color and taste of the tea soup, this tea will at least not be much worse than the tea leaves produced by the eighteen imperial tea trees on the Lion Rock.

Xiao Ping took a sip of tea slowly and sighed contentedly: "It's really good tea!"

However, Xiao Ping is not an expert on tea after all, although he knows that this tea is good, but he still has no bottom in his heart about how good it is. Since you can't be sure, you should consult an expert. And the best tea expert Xiao Ping knows is undoubtedly the old man Qiao who lives in the tea room of the ancient temple of Lion Rock. Your support is my biggest motivation. )