Because the family's tea picking work has just been formalized, Lin Baozhu is not easy to leave, so this time the yamen is just Zhang Manhoard. [Full text reading. When he passed by a plaque shop, he suddenly remembered that although his daughter-in-law had set up a signboard for Zhang Ji, she did not have a decent plaque. After thinking for a moment, he touched the remaining hundred and ten cents in his pocket, and simply strode into the storefront.

He can't read, but because he has been out for many years, he can see that he is good. One hundred and fifty dollars, set a red pear solid wood signboard.

The plaque shop has little work at this time, and seeing Zhang Manhoarding money, the shopkeeper immediately called the master of the store to go to the back and choose wood to help polish and carve. But in an hour or so, a few big characters of Zhang Ji Tea House jumped on the plaque.

Seeing that the plaque was carved, Zhang Manchu walked back quickly with satisfaction. In order to save time, he walked along the mountain road. In fact, when he came, his daughter-in-law gave a lot of extra money, just for him to go to the yamen to do things, but she didn't want to save some copper plates and let him make a plaque directly.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he is also used to walking mountain roads, and for him, there is not much difference between climbing a mountain and walking on flat ground.

Seeing that it was getting dark, the two daughters-in-law who had come to help pick the tea before got paid together with Aunt Tian and Aunt Ma, and went home separately. And Lin Baozhu also took advantage of the fact that Zhang Manchu had not come back, stewed food in the pot, and then turned around and went to the Westinghouse to fry tea.

Looking at the baskets of new leaves, and then looking at the bamboo tubes used by his family every time he went to deliver goods, Lin Baozhu began to think about how to make Zhang Ji stand firm.

In fact, she knows very well in her heart, and now that Zhang Ji is being mentioned, it is nothing more than taking advantage of the light of the white cockscomb tea. If any tea shop comes out with better new tea in the future, their gimmick and the fame that has just been promoted will probably not be seen.

You must know that there are not a few old tea shops outside these years. Especially in Yanjing and Qiongzhou, good tea and famous teas emerge in an endless stream, and even many powerful people in the capital send people to Qiongzhou to select tea.

What's more, even if the first white cockscomb tea in spring is famous, it is just north of Qizhou. If you want to compare Dongting Biluochun, Huangshan Maofeng, Lushan Yunwu Tea, Lu'an Gua Pian, Junshan Silver Needle, Xinyang Maojian, Wuyi Rock Tea, Anxi Tieguanyin and the like, it is still not enough.

It is precisely because of this that now their own white cockscomb tea can have a place. Otherwise, I am afraid that the owners of those tea gardens would have inquired about it, how could they still make tea in this poor and remote place safely.

I have to say that Lin Baozhu is the truth, those famous tea garden owners, although they have heard of the white cockscomb tea that suddenly appeared, but not many people really take it seriously. First, they specialize in the art industry, and they each have their own unique skills and tea products. Second, the white cockscomb tea is just suddenly sought after by people, and it is not worth mentioning compared to the tea varieties with deep tea rhyme.

Thinking of these, she pondered how to play the sign of Zhang Ji, and how to do itEven if there is no white cockscomb tea, people still know that it is a tea-making workshop when they mention Zhang Ji.

In my previous life, I heard a sentence that probably means that advertising is the hard means of brand promotion. In this day and age, there is no television, no newspaper, and no Internet, and if you advertise, it is also laborious and material.

Lin Baozhu shook the green while thinking carefully about whether there was anything worth learning from. Before going to my own men's dart bureau, in addition to the fierce aura of those dart masters, the rest is a uniform dress, and all the dart darts in the dart bureau are all in general appearance, even if there is a difference in size, but the appearance is the same, so that people can know at a glance that it is the goods of Anping dart bureau.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but light up in her eyes. She doesn't need a uniform dress now, but a uniform packaging can do it. If all the people who buy tea in the future, as long as they buy Zhang Kee's tea, there is a bamboo tube or paper packaging tea with the Zhang Kee logo, no need to be said by others, many people will see it.

As long as the person says that the tea tastes good, the people on the side will naturally take a second look, but if there is one person to help publicize it, one more person will know Zhang Ji's tea.

The feeling of opening up like this is really comfortable, Lin Baozhu is a little lighter, and the movements in his hands are getting faster and faster. Although she hasn't been able to figure out the specific Dao yet, she has a head in the end.

When the tea leaves on hand were almost green, they were brought out and fried in a small pot outside.

After drying the green tea, although the leaf quality is already soft, in the end there is still the stinky green smell of green leaves. Therefore, whether it is to remove miscellaneous flavors, or to make the tea green tea easy to form, it needs to be fried at high temperature.

Only after frying can the tea not only keep green, but also remove the stinky green smell in the fresh leaves, and then make the fresh leaves that have evaporated and lost water easy to roll. In fact, it is to use high temperature to kill the catalytic enzymes in the green leaves, so that the tea leaves lose the possibility of continuing fermentation, so as to maintain the color of the tea leaves. Then, with the help of heat, the green odor, bitter and astringent taste in the leaves are eliminated, leaving or turning the fresh leaves that cannot be swallowed into mellow leaves with the fragrance of flowers and leaves.

It's a simple process, but it's also a lot of work. No, Lin Baozhu's fair and delicate face was turned red by the hot dry iron pot, and the sweat on her forehead and cheeks continued to dip into her eyes or dried directly because she raised her head slightly.

Not to mention the sour and painful pain from the sweat beads at the corners of her eyes, even the sweat on her face that was dried out made her whole face hurt and itched.

But even so, she didn't care about wiping it, just took advantage of the hot bottom of the pot and quickly rolled the tea leaves with a special wooden shovel.

It wasn't until the tea roasting was over that she took a breath. Gather all the tea leaves to the bottom of the pot, go to the cover cloth from the side and pile up, only wait for the yellow fermentation, and then refine it again to end the tea making.

Seeing that the work at hand was done, she went to vacate the bamboo basket again, and then carefully picked the tea leaves that had just been picked today and were still very wet. One bud and one leaf, one bud and two leaves and pure old leaves, after selection, they are spread separately and dried.

When the fresh tea leaves in the room were all dried, her arms were so tired that she couldn't lift them. Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, he simply beckoned the big wolf who had been honestly watching the house on the side to go to the entrance of the village to see if his man had come back.

It's also strange to say, don't look at the big wolf and Zhang Manchu who seem to be fierce and savage, but they never cause trouble on weekdays, and they seem to be able to understand human speech. During the day, when people came to work, he would lie on his stomach on the edge of the fence and bask in the sun, and occasionally wander around the small courtyard like a king, and never howl. If it was late that day, Lin Baozhu beckoned it, and it knew that it would go to the village entrance or the back mountain to find Zhang Manho, signaling that it was time for its master to go home.

There are not many dogs that are so obedient, and no one has ever looked at them as wolves, so no one who comes to work is afraid of them. Even Aunt Tian sometimes scooped some food for it and helped Lin Baozhu feed it.

The big wolf didn't run out for a while, and ran all the way back, and Lin Baozhu, who had just applied hot water to his wrist, went out of the house to pour water, and saw the big and small figures from afar.

She didn't expect her man's mind to be so detailed, and then looking at the plaque he carried, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. Immediately, he smiled brightly at his man and took a turn around the plaque. When the dinner was cleaned up that night, she felt full of strength.

When I bought back a plaque, it didn't seem to have changed, but it seemed to have changed something. Only Lin Baozhu and Zhang Manchu know in their hearts that this kind of day with hope and full of energy for this family is really fulfilling and down-to-earth.

After eating, neither of them felt sleepy, Zhang Manchu sat on the edge of the kang and watched his daughter-in-law keep accounts. Seeing that his daughter-in-law was still using a wooden board and a burning stick, he silently remembered it in his heart, and pondered that he must buy some paper, ink, pens, and inkstones for his daughter-in-law when he went back to the town.

Lin Baozhu didn't have any needs for those, one was that she was used to using wooden boards to settle accounts. When I talked to Aunt Tian about reading before, I heard Aunt Tian tell the other two sisters-in-law that there are not many books in the town, but the pen and paper are very expensive, and the average farmer may not be able to get the child's pen and ink money after working hard for a year. So she didn't think about buying pen and paper for the time being.

"I thought that our tea could be packaged separately in the future, and now the family doesn't have much spare money, so we can wrap it in some window wool paper. After a while, I had more room on hand, and I bought some good paper and put a red envelope on it as a sign for the upper note. Lin Baozhu calculated the money on hand, the wages paid and the family's expenses, and now he has saved almost two hundred and fifty taels of silver.

Zhang Manchu thought about it and felt that his daughter-in-law's idea was feasible. Originally, he walked around a lot and had a wide range of knowledge, so his mind was not as good as his daughter-in-law, but he was also more lively than the average farmer. The daughter-in-law's method seems to be costly, but in fact, it has made more people aware of the existence of Zhang Ji, just like the dart game he used to work in, and anyone in the vicinity and even in the county seat, anyone who sees the xiāng zǐ and the flag will know what is going on.

However, the daughter-in-law's tea is good tea, and these days I have drunk too much tea with my daughter-in-law, and he no longer knows the taste of cow drink like money. More or less he can also drink the fragrance of tea, and he has also drunk the tea bought in the town, which is far from the taste of the tea made by his daughter-in-law. Moreover, although the daughter-in-law didn't say it, he also understood that the daughter-in-law valued the tea she made very much, otherwise she wouldn't get up at night to check it.