After Xiao Wei invited him to taste the tea just now, Jingwen understood that the tea leaves of the Tang Dynasty were still freshly boiled and drunk, not fried tea and then brewed. This gave Jingwen a chance to fry tea, so Jingwen immediately began to prepare. Jingwen also saw other people roasting tea at a tea culture exhibition, and he also went to experience it himself. Although the roasted tea is not very good, the success rate is still half. Although the other side was a failure, wasting 50 percent, it was also a success. And Jingwen doesn't care about the cost, because he plans to just figure it out and then pass on the cost to others.

"Husband, what are you going to do?" Liu Qing asked curiously.

"I'll make a new drink, tea!" Jingwen said.

"Tea? Isn't tea boiled and drunk? Liu Qing asked.

"I'm going to fry it this time and drink it, and the taste will definitely be different. So, this time it must be very good, the aroma can be very good. Jingwen said.

Jingwen immediately went to the kitchen where he ate every day to find a large cauldron, and then began to burn some charcoal underneath. And Jingwen probably knows that fried tea should be fried three times. The first time was about 180 to 200 degrees, and the purpose was to finish it. As for what to control the temperature at the bottom of the pot, Jingwen actually can't control it himself. But he has experienced chefs around him, so he can ask those cooks to help him control the temperature of the bottom of the pot, so he is not afraid of exceeding the temperature.

"For the first time, put half a catty to a catty of tea, and put it according to your own ability. I'll put half a catty, after all, I'm only frying it for the second time, if I put too much, I'm afraid it will be a lot of waste. Jingwen thought.

Jingwen immediately put the tea leaves he had bought into the pot, and then stir-fried them in the pot with a newly bought bamboo broom. Jingwen didn't have much experience in roasting tea, so he just saw that the tea was dark green in color, and he took it out.

"Huh? A third of it is mush! Jingwen said helplessly.

After all, Jingwen didn't have much experience, so he could only have the first time and a third of it was wasted. As a result, Jingwen could only pay attention to it, select the pasted tea leaves, and then throw them aside, and the rest of the dishes continued to be fried.

When it came to the second pot, the purpose of this pot was to continue to finish, and there was also the use of the preliminary kneading strips, Jingwen asked those old chefs to help him master the temperature inside the pot, and then continued to use a bamboo broom to start frying.

According to Jingwen's memory, this second pot should be fried more vigorously, so that it can be fried well, and in industry terms, it is with a handle.

As a result, Jingwen got it out, and found that about one-third of these tea leaves were paste. Jingwen wants to cry without tears, what kind of technology is this! At present, this roasted tea is strictly a failure, because just a little bit of fried tea is actually wasted. And when I roasted tea for the first time, I was still half successful, this may be the first time I stepped on shit, this time is my real level!

Although it is less than two-thirds, what should be done is still to continue to be done. Because since it was the last time, Jingwen could only continue to fry the remaining third. And the last pot, which is called the process of cooking the pot. The final pot temperature should be between one hundred and thirty to one hundred and fifty degrees, and Jing Wen immediately adjusted the temperature to about one hundred and thirty. As for the final process, the leaves are made into strips, which can be used for later brewing.

After the last process, the tea leaves are less than one-sixth of the original, but Jingwen is holding these teas like a baby, because these are the fruits of his own labor!

"Qing'er, taste it!" Jingwen said.

Jingwen washed the tea leaves away with hot water, and then the tea leaves floated in the hot water, and the soup color of the hot water gradually turned turquoise. Liu Qing looked at these turquoise tea leaves and smelled a fragrant smell.

"It smells so good! It's even more fragrant than the original boiled tea! Liu Qing said.

"Of course, don't look at who made the zuò, of course!" Jingwen said.

Liu Qing put the tea into his mouth and tasted it slowly.

"Well, that's pretty good. The fragrant flavor is full of rich aromas, making you feel like you're in a paradise. Liu Qing said.

When Jingwen heard Liu Qing say this, he immediately became happy, because his tea was a success. But Liu Qing's next sentence was to make Jingwen speechless.

"However, then I tasted the smell of fireworks, as if someone was setting fire to it in a paradise." Liu Qing said.

Jingwen couldn't cry or laugh, what is the evaluation of this! This evaluation is obvious, which means that a rat poop spoils a pot of soup! Because Jingwen has no experience, a lot of tea leaves are mushy. Even if the remaining tea leaves are not paste, there is still a strong smell of fireworks, which is obviously not far from paste. Therefore, Jingwen's technology is not up to par!

"Qing'er, it doesn't matter, I just need to teach these techniques to others, and then let them practice for a few more days. When the time comes, you just wait for the good tea. Jingwen said.

Jingwen is still confident, because these tea leaves are definitely better than those boiled tea leaves. I'm afraid that even the worst tea leaves can be better than those boiled after they are fried, otherwise why did the roasted tea completely eliminate those tea brewing techniques? According to the theory of technological upgrading, it must be that the fried tea is better than the boiled tea.

"Husband, you are really, what you invented, it was just a beginning, and you let others do it." Liu Qing said helplessly.

But Jingwen said, "What's this? Anyway, I'm the owner, so of course I'm just calling the shots! What's more, I started up and was already good, the master led the way in, and the cultivation was personal. I pay them and they study hard. If I can't learn well, then I'm not raising them for nothing? As long as I get this tea out, then I'll have to earn it next. ”

"Qing'er, you go to Jiangnan and buy some plots of land in Jiangnan, and we will use them specifically for planting tea!" Jingwen said.

"Jiangnan, Jiangnan seems to be still desolate, and the population is not large!" Liu Qing said.

"Then you have to go, because that's where the tea leaves grow." Jingwen said.

Now Jiangnan is sparsely populated, so Liu Qing feels that it is not worth it to go there to buy land, because the possibility of barrenness is relatively high. And now there is no one who is poor, and there are few people in the land, and there is no way to find the right people to plant.