"Don't worry, nurse, I'll pay attention." Zhong Lingyu took the clothes and asked the guards to send Granny Lu out, then turned around and entered the courtyard gate.

Among all the people who roasted tea, Zhong Lingyu, Chunli and Zhidong were the weakest. Xiaogu and Yuchuan have practiced martial arts since childhood, and they are not much better than those who are hard workers in the tea roast. When Zhong Lingyu and the three of them gradually felt unbearable and were about to be unable to support it, the tea before the rain was finally fried.

"It's done~" Zhong Lingyu poured the last pot of tea into the jar, and then sat down on the chair, unwilling to move for a long time.

Next to him, Chunli finished frying the tea in his hand, but he didn't rest, and forced himself to go to the kitchen, ready to boil water for Zhong Lingyu to bathe.

"Ah Chun, let's rest for a while." Zhong Lingyu stopped her.

Chunli waved his hand and smiled: "Miss, I'm not tired." "Straight to the kitchen.

Zhong Lingyu shook her head, turned around, and saw Zhidong making a cup of tea and putting it in front of her. The tea soup is clear and translucent, the tea buds sink and float in the hot water, and gradually stretch, and the unique fragrance of green tea rises with the heat, diffusing in the air, refreshing people's hearts.

"It's new tea?" She asked.

"Yes." Zhidong smiled embarrassedly, "I'll fry it, Miss taste it." ”

Zhong Lingyu nodded, and after the temperature of the tea soup cooled down, she took a sip. As soon as the tea is entered, it is an indescribable fresh sweetness, after the sweetness, the unique slight bitterness of the tea has not yet surfaced on the tongue, followed by the mouth, the more intense sweet and fresh taste ripples in the mouth, the comfortable feeling suddenly goes all over the body, and the tiredness of the whole body has dissipated with this sip of tea.

After a long time, Zhong Lingyu opened his eyes and gave a thumbs up to Zhidong, who was waiting for his comment: "Very delicious~"

Solstice suddenly smiled, refilled the teacup that was still seven points full, and went to cook.

Zhong Lingyu looked at the tea leaves that were still flying in the cup, and a little smile appeared on his face.

The tea brewed in the winter is freshly fried, and the taste is not the best. The freshly fried new tea has a burst of fire, and it should be put in the jar for a while, and after this fire has dissipated, the mellow taste will be more obvious.

But with the taste that has not yet dispersed the fire, it is already above the Ming Qian tea.

Tea before the rain, the taste is not much worse than the tea before the Ming Dynasty, but the tea before the Ming Dynasty is the first tea of the year, containing the essence of tea in a winter, and it comes out in the early spring when the temperature is very low, there is no insect pest, and the yield is very low, which is why there is a saying that "the tea before the Ming Dynasty is as expensive as gold". Although the pre-rain tea is not as delicate as the pre-Ming tea, due to the high temperature at this time, the buds and leaves grow relatively quickly, and the accumulated inclusions are also richer, so the pre-rain tea tends to taste fresh and strong, and is more resistant to brewing. However, because of its large quantity, the price can only be half of the Ming Qian tea.

However, when the taste of pre-rain tea far exceeds that of pre-Ming tea, I don't know what kind of price it can be sold for?

I don't know what I thought, the smile on Zhong Lingyu's face slowly expanded, she picked up the teacup, took another sip, stood up and put on her hat, walked to the gate of the courtyard, and said to the guards guarding there: "You go down the mountain, go to the Xingtong Dart Bureau and ask a few dart masters to come and escort the tea down the mountain tomorrow." ”

The guards took the order.

On the second day, Zhong Lingyu took the tea and was escorted by the dart master of the Dart Bureau and returned to Bacheng together. With her walked along the eight tea roasters. Although these tea roasters not only themselves, but even their family members have signed a death contract with Zhong Deping, and they will not easily betray the Zhong family's big house, but for the sake of insurance, they still decided to take them with them in the short term. The method of roasting tea in a silver pot does not have the slightest technical content, no matter who knows about this method, it can improve the quality of his tea in the short term, Zhong Lingyu does not dare to take risks, nor does he dare to gamble.

Seeing that the tea leaves were escorted to the tea house and put into the house specially made by Zhong Deping in the past, and then locked each of them with the shopkeeper Ge, each holding the key, Zhong Lingyu led the tea workers back to Zhongfu.

After settling the tea workers in a secluded courtyard in the Zhong family's big house, Zhong Lingyu did not go to Qiuyiju immediately, but first went back to Dongyue Pavilion to change clothes, and then went to Qiuyiju.

The news of Zhong Lingyu's return to the house had already reached Qiuyiju when she entered the door. As soon as Zhong Lingyu entered the courtyard gate, he saw Ding's mother waiting at the door.

"Miss, you're back." Ding's mother was overjoyed and relieved.

Zhong Lingyu nodded, walked directly to the Zhuang family's house, and asked, "How is Mrs. this time?" ”

Ding's mother shook her head: "Madame can't eat or sleep for a while, and everyone has lost a lot of weight." ”

Zhong Lingyu frowned: "Is it for the Ye family's retreat?" ”