At this time, it was already early in the afternoon, and in more than an hour, it would be dark. Before leaving the house just now, Zhen Feng made a request, which made everyone puzzled and waited to see the excitement.

Master Yankong agreed, and sent 20 novices up the mountain to the tea forest of Donglin Temple to pick tea greens, and the requirements for picking were: one bud and one leaf for the first time to show as the standard, the length of nearly one inch is appropriate, the purple buds are not picked, the leaves of diseases and insects are not picked, and the rain leaves are not picked. This difficulty is not small, where does the tea tree at this time come from? However, the Sky Mage also let these novices do their best, and there is no need to be shoddy.

Out of the door of the house, back to the meditation room, Landing, Martin, Jiang Linxian and others are still trembling, Zhen Feng is crazy today, dancing on the tip of the knife again and again, fighting with martial arts, fighting Buddhism, never stopping to give in along the way, and the three of them were all famous in thrills. Now Zhen Feng even has to challenge the treasures of Donglin Temple.

As soon as they wanted to dissuade Zhen Feng, Zhen Feng ordered: "Quick, Martin, you help me receive a batch of dustpans, Xiao Jiang will help me take over the kitchen in this courtyard, prepare firewood and iron pots, Lao Deng, you help me make a glove with cloth, otherwise my delicate and elegant hands will be wasted in a while......"

The three of them were made by Zhen Fengzhi and didn't know what to say. The last rays of light dissipated, and the twenty novices returned with bamboo baskets.

There are not many green tea picked back, about less than ten catties, and after Zhen Feng's primary selection, there are about eighty percent left. However, this is also beyond Zhen Feng's expectations. They did not cut corners, and the time left for them to pick was only about half an hour, and it was very good for a person to be able to pick ten taels of green tea in half an hour, and the ten taels at this time were four hundred grams in later generations.

In the later generations of developed agriculture, winter tea is suitable for picking within 45 days after the frost, and now it is almost past this node, and the green tea that can still be picked is almost minimal, and it is estimated that all the tea that can be picked in the tea forest has been picked. It was not the best time to pick tea, so in order to thwart the unknown conspiracy between Shi Geng and the little elder, he chose to challenge.

Zhen Feng spread the selected tea green on a thin layer on multiple dustpans for ventilation and drying, and then went to have dinner with the others. About two hours later, Zhen Feng asked Martin to help bring Cha Qing into the kitchen, and Jiang Linxian to help add firewood according to the temperature of the iron pot.

In the end, Zhen Feng left Jiang Linxian alone, and drove out Landing, Martin and others. He felt that ordering tea was an art and should not be replaced by brewed tea so quickly. Brewed tea is only suitable for a small amount, as a supplement, so one more person knows the process than one less. Jiang Linxian is a good seedling, but he can help himself in some professional fields.

In the meditation room outside the kitchen, Martin complained towards the landing: "General, look at what happened to Brother Feng today, everything has to be carried to the end with other people, and he actually made tea at this time, does he remember the business?" ”

"I also think it's weird, but with my understanding of Zhen Feng, he must have been prepared and plotted, last time in Xuanzhou, he smashed the conspiracy of the Northern Dynasty at once, and in Jiangzhou, he turned over his hands for the clouds and covered his hands for the rain and pierced the attempt to penetrate the surface of the Yangtze River, which of these things is not a big deal, since he chose to come here and worked hard to do these things, he must have found something abnormal."

"What can be abnormal, except for Shi Geng's bastard, troublemaker, and shit-stirring stick, everything else is normal. I don't think there's any need to spend so much energy because of Shi Geng's instigation, he just likes it. ”

"So that's why Zhen Feng is Zhen Feng, you Martin is still Martin. I actually wonder why Zhen Feng didn't just order Shi Geng to be removed, or let it go, and stay by his side to let him cause trouble? Zhen Feng shouldn't be such a character, these few times he often plans and then acts. ”

"You mean, Brother Shi deliberately left a scourge? Brother Feng'er is in the water in his brain, isn't this adding chaos to himself? ”

"Martin, don't complain until the matter is decided. This matter is over, just do the stone change. Landing watched Martin turn around to go out and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go and get rid of the stone, forget it, if you can't do it, beat him up, and get angry."

Landing sat down and said, "Oh, since you're going to rest, let's go." ”

Martin was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, this is talking nonsense with his eyes open, it seems that the landing is not small, and he has to find a way to beat the landing.

This night, Zhen Feng in the kitchen experienced finishing, shaking, rolling, frying, arranging, rubbing, picking, lifting, and drying.

It wasn't until after the afternoon that Zhen Feng woke up after a short rest. It's already a bit noisy outside the door.

"Xiao Jiang, what kind of thing are you holding, it's shriveled and dark, does it have to be crushed into the end?" This is Martin's voice.

"I don't know, it's all done according to the boss's teaching, he didn't say that it should be crushed, he said that it was good to be able to do this degree in winter now, anyway, he didn't look at the shape of the tea leaves."

"Is it that Brother Feng hasn't arranged for you to crush it yet, hurry up, it's past noon."

"The boss didn't say anything, just wait. Besides, these are not much, and they are less than a pound in total. ”

"So little? Isn't there ten catties of green tea, why is there so much left? ”

"The boss said that in the process of making tea, most of the moisture in the tea has been fried, don't believe it, the tea smells very fragrant."

"Don't say it, it's really fragrant. If this tea is made into a group of tea, it may be the kind of fragrance and strong fragrance that Brother Feng said. ”

Zhen Feng couldn't listen to it anymore, Martin fell into a mindset, if he had to crush the tea leaves, how could he brew it, wouldn't it be all tea powder. He hurriedly put on his clothes and opened the door, and said, "Martin, you don't know how to make tea, don't be blind, the results of my busy work with Xiao Jiang all night were almost ruined by you." ”

Zhen Feng opened the door and stopped Martin, and suddenly saw that Martin's left eye was a little swollen, and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Martin evaded: "By the way, Brother Feng, just now the little elder invited General Deng to go to the Jingshe, he left me to wait for the two of you, and then go over when the tea is ready." ”

"Don't be busy, Xiao Jiang, you go and bring the bowl with a lid that you picked out last night, and then divide the finished tea into two parts, one will be packed into our own luggage first, and it will not be easy to drink this tea in the future."

When Martin saw the ungraceful bowl and learned that it was used to make tea and distribute it to everyone, he was so surprised that he had no face to see anyone, as if it was a common man standing with him.

Under the leadership of Shami, they still arrived at the ashram, but recently the meditation hall has a new face, Martin listened outside the door for a while, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart: Uncle Soft is also here at a touch.