"Xiaoyu, Xiaoling!"

Wang Qiang and his three younger sisters put down their things, and he said loudly to the twin Lori, "These hundred-year-old wild tea trees are too tall, and the two of you are still too young to pick them yourself." ”

"As for the two of you, you are responsible for holding the ladder under the wooden ladder, and while holding the ladder, you are responsible for the back basket full of tea leaves for me and Wanjun."

Then he poured the tea leaves from the baskets into the big baskets.

He then explained, "When these big baskets are full of tea, we will pick them up and go home first." ”

"After pouring the tea leaves onto the clean bamboo mats prepared at home, we continue up the mountain for the next round of picking."

"There are more than 200 century-old wild tea trees here, and if you work harder, you can pick them in one day today."

He calculated it and said, "As for the tea trees on the mountainside, they don't grow tall, and most of them don't use wooden ladders, they can be picked by standing on the ground." ”

The hundred-year-old tea trees that used to grow not far from the edge of the natural lake were transplanted to this small basin by Wang Qiang a few days ago, and together with these century-old wild tea trees that were acquired, it was easier to manage.

Therefore, the tea trees planted on the mountainside are not more than 100 years old, which makes it easy to hide their secrets and try to eliminate hidden dangers in the future.

He said to his two disappointed sisters, "When the time comes, you two girls, you two will go and pick those dwarf tea trees." ”

In this way, you can also try the fun of tea picking and learn some methods and precautions for tea picking.

After Wang Qiang finished explaining, the four siblings immediately began to act as soon as he gave an order.

With the skill of intermediate tea ceremony mastery, coupled with super physical fitness, Wang Qiang's speed of picking tea leaves is very fast!

Because the speed was too fast, phantoms even appeared on his hands!

It is conceivable how fast Wang Qiang's hand speed is!

However, his fast movement will not hurt any piece of tea, and the tea leaves picked will not be damaged without any damage, which is the most perfect condition.

"Wow! Brother, are you a legendary martial arts master? I haven't seen you practice martial arts! ”

"Oooh...... Brother, you're too good! ”

"Uh......"

This magical scene shocked the three little girls again!

After a while, the three girls gradually got used to it, and then they stopped shouting and concentrated on picking tea leaves.

The four siblings pick tea leaves, but only pick the most tender buds on the tea trees, and the rest of the tea leaves are not picked.

In this way, on the one hand, it is to ensure the quality of its own tea, and on the other hand, it is to try not to affect the future growth of tea trees.

The tea leaves picked by these century-old tea trees, except for the tea produced by the three or four hundred-year-old tea trees, can be kept for their own enjoyment, and the rest can be taken out and sold.

However, Wang Qiang will definitely set a very high price, even if no one wants it, he will not sell it cheaply.

In the future, except for those super old tea trees that are hundreds of years old, he will continue to use diluted spiritual liquid to cultivate, and other tea trees will basically not use diluted spiritual liquid to cultivate in the future.

Otherwise, the quality of the tea sold will exceed that of ordinary tea too much, and it is easy to attract a pair of invisible black hands and bring endless trouble.

As for those centuries-old tea trees, the tea produced by them will not be passed on to one or two.

In addition to the time spent on lunch in a hurry, Wang Qiang's four brothers and sisters seized the time, non-stop, from morning to nightfall, and finally picked the buds on more than 200 century-old tea trees.

The four of them returned home with the last batch of tea leaves picked today, and night had fallen.

Wanjun went to prepare dinner, and Wang Qiang began to process the tea leaves at home all the time......

It took four days for Wang Qiang's four siblings to pick all the tea leaves produced by all the old tea trees that were more than 30 years old.

As for the original 100 acres of tea forests on Dacha Mountain, because of the lack of manpower, Wang Qiang decided not to pick them this year, so that the 100 acres of tea forests could grow savagely for another year to improve the quality of their tea.

Anyway, the big supermarket he plans to open doesn't even have a word yet.

In the past few days, Wang Qiang has been picking tea leaves with all his strength during the day, lighting a few oil lamps at night, and working overtime to process the tea leaves picked back, and he is very busy.

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"Brother, today's Qingming Festival, let's go into the city and go to the streets together, go buy back money, paper, candles, incense and other offerings, and then go to sweep the tomb of my father and mother."

On the day of the Qingming Festival, Wang Qiang's four brothers and sisters got up early, and after breakfast, Wanjun said to his brother.

"Okay."

Wang Qiang promised, "Everyone hurry up and clean up, and we will go to the city immediately." ”

Today, my sister and they will also go to the street to buy things, this is their duty, and Wang Qiang will naturally not agree.

To pay tribute to your parents, what you can do must be done with your own hands, in order to truly fulfill your filial piety.

In previous years, due to various reasons, the four brothers and sisters just hastily paid tribute.

This year is different, the spring breeze of reform and opening up has blown to the tea city, even if you make a bigger move, it is not a big deal.

Today, the three younger sisters are in a heavy mood, and the twin sisters are no longer shouting.

After a while, the four brothers and sisters left the house.

Explaining that Da Meng and five big dogs were in charge of taking care of the house, Wang Qiang rode a three-wheeled bicycle, loaded with three baskets of eggs, duck eggs, and goose eggs, and carried three girls out of the gate.

These eggs don't last long, so they have to be taken to the city and sold.

This kind of cumbersome matter must be solved perfectly after the opening of its own big supermarket in the future.

Out of the gate tower, locked the gate, and rode across the stone arch bridge, Wang Qiang turned his head to look at his big farm.

The most striking thing is the large circle of lush, vibrant tall bamboo forests that surround the fields and mountains of their homes.

Now, with this large bamboo wall nearly 20 meters high, Wang Qiang's family can be regarded as having a good protective forest, which can basically isolate the prying eyes of the villagers.

Although the large circle of bamboo forests transplanted by Wang Qiang's family is a bit beyond the growth of common sense, it will not cause much waves.

The people in the village will think that Wang Qiang's land is very suitable for the growth of bamboo forests, and when transplanting, because everyone is careful, there is no damage to the bamboo roots.

After this round of farming, Wang Qiang also plans to go to the mountains to find some vine thorns with dense barbs, and transplant them to the outer side of the bamboo forest to form a tighter protection, completely preventing some unsophisticated people from coming to spy on their own territory.

He has a treasure gourd in his hand, and it is easy to transplant and cultivate successfully.

Because those thorny vines with barbs are too easy to survive, not to mention that he is going to use diluted spiritual fluid to water them.

He nodded with satisfaction, rode a three-wheeled bicycle, and galloped along the wide and smooth cement avenue in the direction of the county seat.

Because of the arrival of the busy farming season, the large-scale construction in the village has been suspended for half a month, so there are few pedestrians on the road in Jiangbei Village in the early morning.

They didn't get up so early, mainly because the workload was too much and too tiring during this time.

These few days are the time to worship ancestors on the Qingming Festival, which is equivalent to a vacation for most villagers.

"Brother, the main road in our village has been built, and it is so comfortable!"

"That's it! Now the road in the village is the real road! It's so good to go! ”……

Twin Lori stood in the compartment of the tricycle, her little head turned around and looked around, and she shouted excitedly when she saw her brother flying up in the drag race.

Nowadays, the road conditions in the village are so good, the three-wheeled bicycle is speeding all the way, and in less than ten minutes, I have walked the road that used to take double the time to walk and came to the head of the Chajiang Bridge.

"Into the city!"

"Giggle......

"You two girls, don't be so crazy!" ……

Between the shouting of the three girls, Wang Qiang rode the tricycle faster and faster, crossed the Chajiang Bridge, turned south, and galloped along the main street.