At the foot of the Purple Mountain, there is a two-entry courtyard called "Yipin Tea House", at this moment in the courtyard, Dong Ce is standing in front of a big iron, and he is already full of people, among which the man headed by Tu Ping is Tu Ping, and everyone else is also Tu Ping, loyal and honest can endure hardships.

"I have taught you how to choose young leaves before, now is the most important process, called killing, we must learn by heart, because the quality of the tea is determined by the green, but also the most test of the moment of technology, a little careless, it will be fried, and the key to the killing is to turn quickly, raise high, throw, as for when it can be considered to kill thoroughly, kill well, you have to use your hands and eyes, a look at the leaf loses its luster, and the second sense becomes soft and sticky."

After Dong Ce finished speaking, he began to clean his hands, and when he dried them, he flattened the bamboo plaque that had been covered with young leaves, and looked at him, waiting for his instructions.

Dong Ce, on the other hand, looked at the iron pot that had already been touched by Cheng Liang, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

He wore gloves when he fried tea at the beginning of last year, but the effect of stir-frying was not very good, but at that time, he just drank it himself, and the taste was almost nothing, but now it is different, he must play a leading role, so he can only bite the bullet!

With a ruthless heart, Dong Ce nodded at Tu Ping, Tu Ping understood, and immediately poured the young leaves in the bamboo plaque into the pot, and at the same time, Dong Ce's hands also went down into the pot.

For a moment, Dong Ce only felt that the sour was too refreshing, in order not to let his hands touch the iron pot for too long, he could only increase his speed, stir-fry quickly, and throw it, as for whether the frying was good or not, Dong Ce didn't care, he was just doing a demonstration.

However, because he was too fast, some apprentices couldn't see it very clearly, although some were embarrassed to ask, but some boldly said: "Boss, can you slow down?" ”

"You're a girl!" Dong Ce scolded secretly in his heart, but he couldn't refuse. It can only be slightly slower.

This short half a cup of tea time made Dong Ce feel longer than an hour, and the palm knife had already been scalded to the bone, and after realizing that the finishing was completed, Dong Ce immediately stopped, at the same time. Tu Ping, who had already been instructed, immediately picked up the iron pot with another person and poured the finished tea leaves into the bamboo plaque.

Dong Ce took advantage of this time to quickly soak his hands in cold water, and at the same time did not forget to instruct: "Spread the tea leaves, let the stuffiness disperse, and then sift out the coke crumbs, and then you can proceed to the next process." ”

After that, Dong Ce taught them the skills of kneading and how to organize and shape. Although these steps also need to be cooked, the temperature is relatively much lower, and he can slowly show it to the apprentice, and when the baking and fragrant are completed, Dong Ce can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"You have to keep these steps in mind, now start in groups of three, starting with the remaining leaves. I'll look at it and pick the best one from each group. Let him fry the selected young leaves, and you should not be timid and lazy, because whoever gets started first will become an official tea roaster, and the monthly money will naturally increase. At the same time, if you can fry the top grade, or even the best one, there will be bonuses, okay, let's start now. ”

As Dong Ce's words fell. The thirty or so apprentices immediately divided into groups and began to fry their first pot of tea.

Although this is their first time, but only for tea, in order to train them all to develop a pair of heat-resistant iron sand palms, Dong Ce has already let them fry soybeans or leaves in a hot pan, under a long period of practice, plus they used to do rough work, put their hands into an iron pot of more than 200 degrees, it is no exaggeration to say that Dong Ce did not see them frowning at all, but they were all interested, and seemed to want to master the fried tea quickly, and then get more wages.

These people are all disaster victims, although now there is food, there is a place to live, but just to eat, although there is no meat, but it is better than their previous food, just a place to live, but they are not like the staff of the art garden, there are staff dormitories, but crowded in the courtyard of these two, five or six old men live in one room, it is too crowded, and many apprentices and families, whether parents or wives and children, are now crowded in the student temple to live, they need a real home too much!

Dong Ce was supervising the work in the yard all day long, instructing, he found that although some apprentices were not very skilled, a few were extremely prominent, and they could also know the size of the fire by virtue of the temperature felt by their hands, which was a bit rare.

But there will still be deviations in this way, among the forty or fifty people, only one-tenth of them have mastered it, and this is because they have practiced for half a year, otherwise if they have just been recruited, then Dong Ce's tea will be completely ruined!

"That's all for today, I will name a few of the more prominent ones, and everyone should ask them for more advice in the future and learn from each other." After Dong Ce finished speaking, he began to order a few well-fried ones, and then let everyone go to eat and rest, and he didn't go home, but stopped at a nearby inn, after all, this is a little far away from the art garden, and he has to get up early tomorrow to pick tea, and he can't catch up when he goes back to rest.

On the way to the inn, Dong Ce said to Tu Ping, who was accompanying him: "Do you like it here, or do you like the work of Jiuliutang?" ”

Tu Ping scratched his head a little embarrassed when he heard this, and said, "If you are the sect leader, I still like it here, Jiuliutang is too busy, so it is better to be comfortable here." ”

"Well, I thought you weren't suitable for the work of Jiuliutang, so I asked you to come and try it, since you like it, as for Jiuliutang, I will let Kong Da officially take over."

Kong Lican has actually taken over the Jiuliu Hall a long time ago, but he has always been the deputy hall master on the surface, in fact, Tu Ping has to ask Kong Lican for advice when he encounters many things, almost to the point of dispensability, but after all, he was the first to follow Dong Ce, and among the disciples, his prestige is also very high, on the contrary, although Kong Lican is shrewd and suitable for managing the Jiuliu Hall, but if Tu Ping does not sit on it, others will not obey him.

Now it's okay, under Dong Ce's instructions, Tu Ping has been establishing prestige for Kong Lican in Jiuliutang, and now, he can finally be corrected, and Tu Ping can also live his ideal life, and he can manage this group of honest people with similar qualities to him behind the scenes, and there is no need for Chengtian to worry about intelligence.

For three days in a row, Dong Ce was leading the tea farmers to run back and forth in the tea estate and tea garden, after three days of formal work, Dong Ce finally had a group of roasted tea craftsmen, but in order to exercise them, the tea was really ruined, ordinary five catties of young leaves can be fried casually a catty of tea, and they were because each person almost ruined three or four pots, resulting in ten catties can get a catty is good!

But after all, people will grow, in the past three days, everyone's craftsmanship is getting better and better, although it is still far less than some roasted tea masters that Dong Ce knew in his previous life, but after all, they have been fried for more than ten years, or even decades, and their skills have already reached the realm of perfection.

Seeing the boxes of finished Yuhua tea packaged and drinking the freshly fried Yuhua tea at the same time, Dong Ce smiled sincerely, but at the same time he was a little anxious, because after the track here, he still had to wait for a group of people to go to Gusu, and hurry up to get Biluochun done! (To be continued.) )