After a brief understanding of the art of dead wood spring.

Liu Qing is not in a hurry to study deeply.

Because he knew that such a high-level spiritual technique with huge content and complicated steps would definitely not be something that could be completed in three days or two days if he wanted to learn it.

Now that it is getting late, Liu Qing, who has been tired all day, is already a little tired.

"Knowledge is not something that can be learned in one book."

"Cultivating this thing is not something that can be reached in one step."

"So...... Sleep sleep! ”

The next day, it was just dawn.

Liu Qing got up early and prepared to stir-fry the fresh tea leaves he picked yesterday.

Because of his indirect experience in agricultural production, Liu Qing is quite familiar with roasted tea.

To ensure that the roasted tea leaves are rich in aroma and of high quality.

In addition to the selection of good tea leaves, several strict frying processes are also essential.

Because the amount of work is a bit large, it is difficult for Liu Qing to complete it by himself.

So he was going to find a helper to help him.

Taking out the sound transmission stone from the storage ring, Liu Qing was now able to contact only three people who had a good relationship.

Senior Sister Jiang Xiaowei and Senior Brother Jiang Yu from the inner gate.

Senior Sister Zhao Lingshan from the outer gate.

Zhao Lingshan was busy with the spirit fruit stall in Zongmen Square, so Liu Qing didn't plan to delay her time.

The only people left for Liu Qing to choose from were Jiang Wanwei and Jiang Yu.

"In addition to the strong hands-on ability, the requirements for time control ability are also very strict."

"After such a comparison, only one last person remains."

"Stir-fried tea, I choose Senior Sister Jiang Wanwei!"

Although I know that Senior Sister Jiang is not very sensitive to things like numbers, it may affect the efficiency of roasting tea.

But Liu Qing finally chose her without hesitation, for only one reason.

That is, there is a step in the process of roasting tea, which requires the person who roasts the tea to knead the tea leaves.

The juice inside the tea leaves is exposed and dried at high temperatures.

In this process, the tea leaves will come into too much contact with the skin of the roaster's hands.

Compared with Jiang Yu's somewhat rough hands, Liu Qing still preferred Senior Sister Jiang's smooth and delicate hands.

The last time I was drinking and skewering in the back mountain, Liu Qing had carefully observed Senior Sister Jiang's hands.

At that time, a poem popped out of Liu Qing's mind: The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists.

It's such a pair of delicate jade hands like clotted fat, it's a pity not to come to help him rub the tea.

After deciding down, Liu Qing did not hesitate at all, picked up the sound transmission stone and began to transmit the sound to Jiang Wanwei.

His majestic and powerful voice followed the spatial circle built along the two sound transmission stones.

Soon entered Jiang Wanwei.

At this time, Jiang Wanwei was distressed about learning a tricky spiritual skill and had not touched the threshold for a long time.

After hearing Liu Qing's invitation to herself, she agreed as soon as possible.

After carefully grooming and dressing up, Jiang Wanwei stepped on her Bibo Spirit Sword and went out.

While Jiang Qiaowei hadn't come yet, Liu Qing poured out all the tea tree leaves in the basket.

Then pick out the parts that have been killed by insects or withered and rotten, and only the best leaves are left for use.

Next, Liu Qing set up a cauldron in the free area of the courtyard.

In order to ensure that the roasted tea leaves do not smell, he uses a new pot that has not been used before.

Not long after Liu Qing finished his preparations, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard gate.

Liu Qing opened the courtyard door, and Jiang Wanwei, dressed in white, stood outside the door.

Looking at Senior Sister Jiang who was carefully dressed in front of her, Liu Qing was a little shocked for a moment.

In his opinion, compared to the usual plain makeup.

Now Jiang Wanwei, who has painted light makeup, seems to have a little more wonderful taste.

"How about junior brother, am I so good-looking?"

Looking at Liu Qing in front of him a little sluggish, Jiang Wanwei stretched out her right hand and shook it vigorously in front of his eyes.

Liu Qing slowly came back to his senses and nodded slightly.

"Well, yes, senior sister, you are indeed more suitable for this kind of light makeup."

Then, Liu Qing turned sideways and made a gesture of please towards Jiang Wanwei.

"Senior Sister Jiang, come into the house."

"Wash your hands, we're going to get to work."

"Oh."

Following Liu Qing into the courtyard, Jiang Wanwei stood in front of the cauldron, a little puzzled.

In the sound transmission stone just now, Liu Qing just said that he would invite Jiang Wanwei to come to the house to help, but he didn't say what the favor was.

Therefore, Jiang Wanwei is now looking at the cauldron in front of her and Liu Qing who is adding firewood to the bottom of the pot on the side.

I couldn't help but start speculating about the next work in my heart.

'Senior Brother Liu Qing is setting up such a big pot in the courtyard, could it be that he has to do something delicious? ’

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanwei couldn't help but recall the previous incident of drinking and masturbating with Liu Qing on the back mountain.

Liu Qing's kebabs were the best she had ever eaten.

Since that time, Jiang Xiaowei has been obsessed with that taste.

But she searched the barbecue stalls in the entire Zongmen Square, but she couldn't find a single one comparable to Liu Qing.

Even again, Jiang Wanwei, who was hungry for worms, wanted to rush directly to Liu Qing's house with the ingredients.

Let him help him grill a few skewers of barbecue meat to eat.

But because of the fact that Liu Qing was about to participate in the sect assessment, his time was very tight.

So Jiang Wanwei finally suppressed the impulse in her heart.

Until today, she received a transmission from Liu Qing.

Looking at the cauldron in front of me, I thought that there would soon be fragrant food in the pot.

Jiang Weiwei couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Then, her eyes began to look around the courtyard.

"Hey, the three poultry that were originally in the corner seem to be missing one, so I guess it should have entered Senior Brother Liu's belly." ’

The remaining two look like they're delicious, so I don't know if that's what they're going to eat next. ’

While Jiang Qiaowei was still thinking nonsense, Liu Qing had already performed fire control techniques and completely ignited the firewood at the bottom of the pot.

Under the scorching flames, the surface of the pitch-black cauldron gradually turned white.

Some of the water left after washing the pot noodles was also evaporated at this time.

"Well, the temperature should be about the same."

After putting his hand in the pot to feel the temperature, Liu Qing hurriedly walked into the house, took out all the selected tea tree leaves, and then poured some of them into the hot pot.

"Huh? It turned out to be a fried tea......"

Seeing that Liu Qing poured tea into the pot instead of food, Jiang Wanwei's originally excited little face immediately collapsed.

I couldn't help muttering a sentence in my mouth.

Liu Qing on the side shook his head helplessly when he heard this.

"Senior sister, hurry up and help, when the tea is fried, I will make you a barbecue at noon."

As soon as she heard the word barbecue, Jiang Wanwei instantly came to her senses.

She hurriedly walked to Liu Qing's side, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Really, do you really want to make me a barbecue after frying the tea?"

"Oh yes, that's amazing!"