"Tongue-wrapping?"

Zheng Haizhu was also stunned for a moment, and then woke up, that's right, black tea is a fully fermented tea-making principle, and the taste is sweeter and mellower than green tea.

This is exactly the effect that Zheng Haizhu is looking for.

There is no black tea in the world, and it was an accidental mistake by tea farmers in the Wuyi Mountain area in the late Ming Dynasty of China, which caused the newly picked green tea to ferment and produce a peculiar smell, and in a hurry, it was roasted with pine wood to try to save it, but there were no Chinese to drink, so it was sold cheaply to merchants. After a little boasting and reselling to foreign merchants, this fully fermented tea was even more popular in Europe than green tea.

Zheng Haizhu has no intention of speculating that foreigners love to drink black tea, whether because of their dietary structure, they need a drink with a "heavy" taste like coffee to relieve their greasyness, and she is more concerned about the fact that at this point in time when she wears, there are surprises-

The mistake of the farmers of Wuyi Mountain has not yet appeared!

Yes, after she returned to Fujian, she once again determined that the tea leaves shipped from Yuegang were all green tea.

At present, the Ming Dynasty and foreigners must not have imagined that within a hundred years, the largest sales of tea in the world trade system will be black tea, and it has always been.

This time, when I saw wild tea in Taiwan, I thought that the latitude of Taiwan and central Fujian is about the same, and the climate is similar, and although Grandma Wen is a tribal chief, she is very receptive to new things, and has experience in cooking wild tea, Zheng Haizhu and Wen's ancestors proposed to try full fermentation with the newly picked wild tea this spring.

"Brother Yan, you have been drinking fresh tea for more than 20 years, and you only love the moist and slightly bitter taste, just like us seaside people, where can we eat stinky mandarin fish made in Huizhou. But when I was in Songjiang, I saw missionaries picking wild tea in Sheshan, kneading it, and then simmering it, which is called fermentation, like making rice koji, and then drying and boiling water, and adding cow and goat milk. They love to drink. ”

Of course, this was made up by Zheng Haizhu.

After Yan Siqi heard this, he said, "I see, Azhu is going to do overseas business", and when he raised his eyes again, he saw Wen Akun standing in front of him with a goat's milk jar, casting an inquiring gaze.

"Okay, add some goat's milk and I'll taste it again." Yan Siqi said gently.

Ah Kun hurriedly avoided looking at him, and only gestured gently to add milk to the teacup, his cheeks were slightly red, I don't know if it was called hot smoked or a different kind of shame.

Yan Siqi poured generous and natural, took a few sips of milk tea, and said: "I feel better now, think about it, it is similar to Hu Shangai in the Western Regions in the Han and Tang Dynasties who added ghee to sencha." ”

Father-in-law Liu, like Grandma Wen, tasted quietly.

Then, he said with a little regret: "Xianglin is in a hurry, if he is here, it may be appetizing." They love to drink a kind of black tea in Shiqichuan, which is somewhat similar to this. ”

Grandma Wen put down the teacup and turned to Yan Siqi, and there was a hint of discussion in her kind tone: "Yan Langjun, Zheng Niangzi has said several things to me and Kun these days, one is to divert water to enclose the field, planting rice and harvesting rice like the Fujian people, the second is to plant and make tea, the third is to teach the villagers to make tea, and the fourth is to ......."

"The fourth is to learn to spin cloth with cotton thread," Zheng Haizhu pointed to the kudzu hemp handkerchief in Yan Siqi's hand, and continued, "The sisters and sisters in the village, even the twine can be rubbed so finely and woven so skillfully, and it will be no problem to learn to weave." ”

Grandma Wen smiled with gratitude: "Zheng Niangzi said this, Ah Kun and I can't ask for it, but how to make fields and spin cloth, how to attract rice seeds and tea seeds, and Yan Langjun must be the master." ”

"Oh, this thing, this thing ......"

Yan Siqi couldn't figure out the clue to respond for a while, he was a reckless hero, he was as familiar as a knife and a stick in and out of the waves, commanding sailors, and selling goods, but if he wanted to govern the livelihood of one party, he was really a layman.

How could Liu Shimin not hear the urging outside Grandma Wen's words, and said in his heart, this old lady is an urgent child, which is also a good thing.

The more anxious she is to see the sincerity of the court, the more it shows her obedience.

Liu Shimin happily patted Yan Siqi on the shoulder and teased: "Grandma, don't worry, if Daming wants to make such a person a son-in-law on the island, how can you be reluctant to give a dowry." On the other side of the sea is the tea town of Fujian, and the old man will start the Son of Heaven when he goes back, and send you tea farmers and tea seeds, and what else, the mines. As for cotton, looms, and weavers, you should rest assured that Miss Zheng's main family is the most proficient, and the old man will also go to say hello and let them, teach Miss Zheng's sister-in-law's mother's family, to move around often in the future. ”

Grandma Wen nodded happily, "That's good, that's good."

The face of her granddaughter, Kun, turned even redder.

Zheng Haizhu held back a smile and said in her heart, this sounds like Yan Siqi is quite similar to the pomp and circumstance of those pro-princesses in the past.

But when she glanced at Yan Siqi, she suddenly caught a hint of abrupt condescension in the eyes of the future hero.

……

It was still a clear night, and the melted moonlight sprinkled down, and applied deeply and shallowly to the treetops, roofs, fences, and courtyards.

After dinner, Liu Shimin called Yan Siqi and Zheng Haizhu together, and said some long-term thoughts, including using the courage of the natives of the South Island to gradually gather the aborigines from other parts of the island and the mixed Han people who migrated from the previous dynasty, and the base in Daishan, Zhejiang, should also be supported.

"Brother Siqi, the burden on your shoulders is only heavier than the responsibility of those general soldiers from Shandong to the coast of Guangfu," Liu Shimin said, getting up slowly and said, "You two will discuss the matter of getting the weavers over, the old man has eaten a little too much tonight, go to the beach for a walk, and eliminate food." ”

After that, he beckoned a brocade guard and followed him out of the fence gate.

Under the moonlight, the two suddenly became opposite, Rao is Zheng Haizhu's state of mind has always been clear, thinking that the marriage between Yan Siqi and A Kun has been decided after all, and he must always know how to avoid suspicion, so he also said with the intention of ending today's conversation: "Songjiang is actually over there with Daishan, big brother think about it carefully, and when I want to leave the island, he will also tell me to do it." It's best to write a handwritten letter to ...... Tang."

"Azhu, I have two questions for you." Yan Siqi interrupted.

Zheng Haizhu had to sit on the stump again: "Ask." ”

"Do you like General Ma?"

Belch......

The straight man's obsession is here again.

Zheng Haizhu sighed, raised his face, and stared at Yan Siqi: "General Ma is very good, as good as you, but we women, we don't see a very good man, we have to like him, and we have to think about marrying him in our hearts." We can also respect, appreciate, imitate, transcend, help you in the same boat, or treat you as people who trust you more than your relatives. ”

Yan Siqi was stunned for a few breaths in that gaze, and said softly: "Don't be annoyed, it's that I don't understand a woman's mind." I don't have any bad thoughts about it, I just want to know what kind of man you will be attracted to. ”

"I don't know. Brother Yan, before the heart moved, how did you know why it moved? What kind of person you like, whether you are male or female, you have to meet it, and you will understand it in your heart, right? ”

Yan Siqi was silent.

Only when you meet it does you know what you like, of course he understands this truth.

Because I've experienced it myself.

Zheng Haizhu saw that he was gentle and slightly distracted, so he took the initiative to break the dullness and said: "You said that there are two sentences to ask, what about the second sentence?" ”

Yan Siqi's gaze refocused, with a sense of sadness.

"Ah Zhu, that day on the boat, you said that you didn't want to die with me, you said that, ......"

"My words are sincere, not angry."

After Zheng Haizhu caught the second half of Yan Siqi's words, she sat up straight on the tree stump and looked at Yan Siqi level.

"Brother Yan, even if I change my life, I really like you, I can't accompany you to die senselessly, right? I can't do it without asking what to do indiscriminately, just follow it in the fire and water without hesitation. I'm not your subordinate, I'm me. I'll have to see if you're right. If not, I'll have to pull you away, and if you lose your temper, of course I'll have to go by myself. ”

Yan Siqi was stunned by the woman's words.

Listening to what she admires in her words, although it cannot be regarded as the cold behavior of "flying separately when disaster comes", it is clearly very different from the gentle and affectionate style of life and death in the hearts of men.

"Ah Zhu," Yan Siqi muttered softly, "It's time for me to wake up." ”

Zheng Haizhu stood up and said without hesitation: "Yes, big brother, you should wake up." Don't wonder why I don't want to die with you. I am grateful that you have been righteous to me until now, and I also believe that you have a good character, so I don't have time to think about the question of whether you die or not, I only care, you are living well now, I only care, can I do my best to help you live better. ”

She took a few steps away from the stone table, thought about it, and came back, looking down at Yan Siqi, but her tone was very calm.

"Brother Yan, you are not an official of the imperial court, and you are better than us in terms of ability on this island, so whether you can be a Taiwanese toast or marry Wen Akun or not, it is all up to you to nod. But since you have agreed......"

Yan Siqi raised his head in the moonlight: "Since I agreed, I will treat the Wen family well, husband and wife will be of the same heart, respect her and protect her, instead of treating her as my subordinate." ”

Zheng Haizhu stood still, pursed her lips and smiled: "Ah Kun likes Zhuangzi's "Getaway" very much, and when she gave it to her nephew, she thought of Mingyun. ”

Yan Siqi said: "Okay, I understand." ”

He also said: "I have told Gonggong Liu that I invited a famous doctor from Fujian, maybe Brother Kun's illness can be cured." ”

……

In the early spring of the last year of Wanli, the female chief of the Siraya tribe and the Han woman from her homeland, after tirelessly trying to trample and roll and cover the cloth in batches, finally found out the relatively accurate time and ambient temperature, and brewed black tea that was not sour, astringent, or belching.

Zheng Haizhu told Grandma Wen that if she used tea seeds from Wuyi Mountain in Fujian

The core cottage of the tribe, as well as the people of the tribe who came from a radius of hundreds of miles to participate in the spring sea festival ceremony, were also surprised and delighted to learn that their future female leader, Ah Kun, would be married to a heroic Han man who escorted the pot god across the sea.

After the sea sacrifice ceremony, Yan Siqi took his subordinates and Liu Shimin's team of brocade guards to build a wooden house with palace characteristics in the open place facing the sea on Yecha Mountain, as a temple, to worship the pot god believed by the Siraya people, and the Mazu Niangniang enveloped by the fishermen of Fujian.

On this day, when the men were in full swing, Wen Akun ran up the mountain and excitedly told Yan Siqi: "General Ma, return." ”

Yan Siqi looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, she saw a big ship waving the flag, slowly sailing into Dayuan Harbor.

When he and Wen Ah Kun came down to the beach, the big boat had already lowered five or six firewood boats to transport people and boxes to the island.

Liu Shimin, Grandma Wen, and Zheng Haizhu are talking with Ma Xianglin.

But next to General Ma, there were still a few red-haired foreigners.

Ma Xianglin was facing the direction of the village, and saw Yan Siqi striding over, holding his head up to him and greeting him, pointing at the foreigners: "Brother Yan, this is the Hongyi man who asked the Weaving Bureau to buy silk cloth before, and he didn't want to hit the reef in the east of Penghu. ”

Yan Siqi's heart moved, and when he was guessing Ma Xianglin's intention to bring the foreigners ashore, Liu Shimin had already patted Yan Siqi's shoulder with a kind but dignified host's demeanor, gestured in a circle, and told Hongyiren: "Lord Yan, the general stationed on this island." ”

The leader of the Hongyi people is none other than Gullit.

The Portuguese, Dutch, and British maritime merchants, all supported by the royal family or the government, many of them were already responsible for detecting charts in the Far East, not to mention the most ambitious Dutch of today.

Gulit entered and exited the port of the moon very smoothly this time, and his courage was a lot fatter, so he simply went all the way north, stopped and stopped with the monsoon, and groped to the vicinity of Shuangyu Island in Ningbo, where Spanish ships frequently came and went, and then turned back to the south, preparing to reach the vicinity of Penghu Island to explore, but the Luer Waterway was so dangerous that he almost lost his life.

At this time, Gullit's gaze on Yan Siqi was neither fierce nor cunning, but it pressed towards him like a sail under the sun.

There was a pang of disappointment and lament in his heart.

According to Governor Cohen, the Ming government was extremely lax in Penghu's coastal defenses, and the island's guards were intermittent, and if optimistic, the brave and intelligent Dutch people would be able to occupy Penghu and the mysterious island to the east of Penghu within three to five years.

Now, it seems, that's not the case at all.

On this large island, there are personable consuls, muscular soldiers, and an elderly but dignified priestess.

Oh God, the city-states of Sparta were no more than that.

Oh God, did we Dutch luck run out when we took Batavia (present-day Indonesia) in the South Seas?

Gurlitt asked the interpreter, who was also rescued, and after politely saying some words of thanks, he looked at Zheng Haizhu with a smile.

"Beautiful lady, we meet again. Fortunately, the precious fan, as well as the beautiful dance dress, did not fall into the sea. ”

Zheng Haizhu endured the discomfort of the greasy feeling that this old man couldn't change, and said with a smile: "Don't be too sad if you lose it, we have a lot of good things." Mr. Nedland, you and your buddies, would you like to try the black tea that only we have in the Ming Dynasty? ”

(End of Volume III)

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