Zhang Zihao drove around a few times, and then got out of the car, and after returning the key to Zhang Song, he looked back at the car from time to time, obviously he hadn't driven enough, and he was a little reluctant.

Zhang Song smiled at Zhang Zihao and said: "Look at your interest, isn't it just a car, I'll borrow you to drive it for a few days in two days, and you can do it yourself, and you can buy one yourself when you make more money in the future." ”

Zhang Zihao smiled: "I know, thank you uncle, I will work hard." ”

After staying in the Lingquan Distillery for a while, Zhang Song drove the Raptor and let Song Jia drive the Land Rover, and the two left the Lingquan Distillery, all the passers-by looked at Zhang Song's car along the way.

Back in Biyuan Community, Zhang Song parked the car and circled around the car again, Song Jia saw Zhang Song's appearance and smiled: "You have got what you want." ”

Zhang Song said: "It's okay, I'm going to buy a tank to drive in the future, I don't know what it feels like." ”

Song Jia glanced at Zhang Song and said, "Virtue, you buy a plane and drive it." ”

Zhang Song said seriously: "It's no problem to buy a plane, but it's too much trouble in China, so I still don't buy it." ”

"Hmph." Song Jia didn't lift Zhang Song, turned around and walked home.

After returning home, Song Jia said: "Zhang Song, the day after tomorrow is my father's birthday, what gifts should we prepare?" ”

"Yes, it's my uncle's birthday the day after tomorrow, I'm going to buy some gifts tomorrow, and I'll prepare some more gifts." Zhang Song was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the day after tomorrow was Song's father's birthday, and Song Jia had never mentioned this matter to him before.

Song Jia said: "Okay, let's go out shopping tomorrow and buy a birthday gift for my dad." ”

As for what birthday gift Zhang Song is preparing. Song Jia didn't ask, she knew that the birthday gift prepared by Zhang Song would definitely not be bad.

Zhang Song thought for a while in his heart, Lingquan medicinal wine, golden wine, blueberry wine, and golden wine each have two jars, in addition to wine, he should also bring some blueberries and cherries, and what else. After thinking for a while, Zhang Song suddenly thought of the tea leaves that were still placed in the sky of the Aoki Cave.

It has been a while since the last time he picked green tea, Zhang Song has always been in a hurry to fry it, he is going to fry these green teas in the afternoon, and bring some to Song's father the day after tomorrow, Song's father is also a person who likes tea, it should be good to send some tea, and it is also a tea produced in Aoki Dongtian, and the taste should be even better. Zhang Song now has a blind trust in Aoki Cave Heaven, and he knows that the things grown in Aoki Cave Heaven will definitely not be bad.

After eating at noon, Zhang Song drove out, the birds of prey were still so windy, Zhang Song drove to the Shannan New Town Community very publicly, parked the car and went upstairs.

Entering the Aoki Cave, Zhang Song came to the courtyard and looked at the tools placed in the courtyard. Zhang Song bought it to roast the tea, and it was prepared a long time ago. However, the roasting of tea has not begun.

There are three processes in roasting green tea, which are finishing, rolling, and baking, and Zhang Song has already understood these steps, but he has not practiced them.

Now there are about 100 catties of green tea stacked in the thatched house, which can be fried out of more than 20 catties of finished tea, which is enough for Zhang Song to fry many times.

The front must not be fried well. Zhang Song is considered to be practicing, although it is a pity, but Zhang Song has no experience in this area, and there is no way.

Besides, the tea leaves in the Aoki Cave are about to be picked again, and Zhang Song is not afraid of wasting. He believes that he will get better and better.

Zhang Song began to fry the tea, and fried half a catty for the first time, but before the finishing was completed, Zhang Song knew that he had failed, and he didn't control the heat, and the temperature of the pot should be high first and then low.

Zhang Song stopped frying, he took these tea leaves out of the pot and threw them into the prepared trash can, and at the same time felt a little regretful in his heart, such a good tea, if you find an experienced master to fry it, you can buy a few thousand yuan a catty, or even tens of thousands of yuan, of course, Zhang Song doesn't care about this money, but it's a pity that the tea is fried.

Zhang Song relaxed his mood, recalled the frying process of green tea in his mind for a while, and continued to work.

After frying two or three times in a row, Zhang Song finally passed the finishing level and entered the kneading process, and encountered problems here again.

This procedure requires more experience, although it is only a few times of kneading, but these few times are a lot of exquisiteness, Zhang Song has been in this process more than ten times. It's barely a guò.

The third step is baking, at this step Zhang Song has been in the Aoki Cave for more than two hours, and he has been concentrating and feeling very tired.

Sitting next to them and resting for a while, Qilin took Xiaoyu and they had been playing beside Zhang Song, but seeing that Zhang Song was busy, they had been watching from the side.

Zhang Song played with the unicorn for a while, and after relaxing, he continued to start frying tea, and he was busy until now, Zhang Song had consumed more than ten catties of tea, and he had not yet fried a pot of finished tea, but Zhang Song was not in a hurry, he was too demanding of himself, and he always wanted to fry the best tea, and he didn't want to have a little flaw.

Another hour passed, Zhang Song finally fried a pot of tea, he put the fried tea leaves into the box, this is Zhang Song bought with the tea frying tools, just to hold tea.

This pot can probably be one or two tea leaves, just filled a box, Zhang Song continued to fry the tea, after the first pot was fried, and then Zhang Song fried more and more smoothly, and the quality of the fried tea became better and better.

When he was busy until more than five o'clock, Zhang Song had already fried out six or seven boxes of tea leaves in a row, but there was still more than half of the tea fried before he finished frying, and he was busy here today.

Zhang Song returned home with three boxes of tea, Song Jia and Wang Haiyan were cooking at home, Song Jia saw the box Zhang Song was carrying in his hand and asked, "What is this?" ”

Zhang Song said: "Tea, a gift for your father, how about I taste it first?" ”

Zhang Song opened a box and brewed a cup of green tea, after brewing, Zhang Song smelled a fragrant smell, Zhang Song took a deep breath, a smile appeared on his face, smelling this smell, Zhang Song knew that this tea was definitely good.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip of tea, Zhang Song nodded with satisfaction, it is worthy of the tea produced by Aoki Dongtian, which is much stronger than the special hair tips that Zhang Song has drunk, and it is absolutely no problem to give it to Song's father.

However, Zhang Song still has some regrets, his skill in frying tea is not good, if he is replaced by an experienced master to fry, the taste will definitely be better than this. (To be continued......)