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"Call flowers, call flowers, I'll ride, I'll ride!" the mute cry resounded throughout the garden.

Zhang Zhaohua looked at the dumb man a little speechlessly, when the dumb man first learned to ride, the tea trees in the gardening field stepped on the green shoots one by one, and the navel orange saplings were only a dozen centimeters high. But now the tea leaves on the tea tree are already green, the navel orange seedlings are more than 20 centimeters, and some have even grown one or two forks. The intercropping soybeans in the horticultural field are already lush.

It's been almost a month, and this guy has been running over every day for all kinds of wrestling, and he can only step on the tripod until now, and he is still so proud. Let Zhang Zhaohua get completely drunk.

"Call the flower, call the flower, I will ride!" The dumb man shouted all the way and rushed over, but in the end, he couldn't control it, and rushed directly at Zhang Zhaohua and the diamond leopard.

Zhang Zhaohua hurriedly flashed to the side, and the diamond leopard also jumped out violently, lightly dodging the load bike. Then there was a clang, and I didn't know where the bike had hit again. Zhang called for a pain in the flesh. If a person is injured in a fall, he can grow back, but if he breaks a car, he can't make up for it. Of course, no matter how stupid the dumb person is, after practicing for so long, when he falls, he will not let the bike press underneath. This guy has been practicing for more than a month, but the car has not been practiced well, and all kinds of wrestling methods are already perfect. Zhang Zhaohua suspected that the dumb man was sent by someone else to fix his bicycle. In this month's time, the original permanent brand bicycle, even the permanent brand trademark has been deformed, the bicycle has been deformed in many places, and the paint has fallen off in many places, almost beyond recognition. Fortunately, the quality of this car is hard to get, and if it falls like this, it can still walk without a sound.

Sure enough, the bicycle got into the pigsty of the pig farm, and the dumb man didn't do anything at all, one end was planted in the pigsty of the other party's straw, and the other end of the straw was grinning at Zhang Huahua. The bicycle fell to the ground, helped up and took a look, but the faucet hit a little off, Zhang Zhaohua clamped the faucet with his legs and straightened it hard. Pushed outside and rode a little, nothing happened.

It's not that nothing happened, the rain shield was deformed again, and a piece of paint fell off the boss.

The dumb man said again and again, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll be looking at the place when I fall." It's called Hua, you're going to let me learn how to drive, right?"

"No, no, I told you yesterday, if you break my car again, I won't give you any more practice. Zhang Zhaohua said very resolutely.

"I really know how to ride today, you let me practice for another week, no, three days, and I'll be able to ride to town. The mute said.

"You still want to ride on the road, you don't want to die, I can't bear this car. If you were to be thrown like this, if Grandpa Luo in the town saw it, I would probably blame me for cherishing the gift he gave me. Zhang Zhaohua said.

"No, no, no. The people in the town are so rich, where would they take a bicycle seriously. The dumb man was afraid that Zhang Zhaohua would not lend him the seven-star car to practice.

Zhang Manyin came to the gardening field, and his head is now filled with a gardening field called flowers every day.

"Called Hua, I went to the town for the past two days, and there was no way to sell tea. In the past, the agricultural materials company used to collect tea, but the tea factory in our county closed down, and the agricultural materials company did not accept tea anymore. I've asked all over town, and now no one in the whole town collects fresh tea. The loose tea leaves sold in the shop are all processed by the tea farm. We don't have the technology. Otherwise, you can also fry it and send it to the store in town. "A grandfather like Zhang Manyin is a grandfather who is not very expressive. Only at such a juncture can it be seen that he is actually full of love for the full grandson called Hua.

"Then we'll fry it ourselves. Zhang Zhaohua thought for a while and said.

"It's so easy. This roasting of tea leaves is also a technique. It's not that easy. Zhang Manyin frowned, and his face, which was originally dissatisfied with the wrinkles, became even more vicissitudes. This tea field is like a treasure mountain, but now that the ancestors and grandchildren are in the treasure mountain, there is no way to get any treasures from here.

"Can a living person be suffocated by urine? I'll go to town tomorrow and find Grandpa Luo." Do you know anyone who knows how to roast tea? I'm going to learn the art of roasting tea. It's a big deal, I use this tea to practice my craft. Zhang Zhaohua looked at the more than 200 acres of green tea trees, and felt distressed, this is all money!

Early the next morning, Zhang Zhaohua went to town. Let the dumb man give Gong Ziyuan a message and ask for another day off. Gong Ziyuan has always turned a blind eye to Zhang Zhaohua. Anyway, he didn't know how to teach such a wicked student.

"I know someone who roasts tea leaves. I used to be a master in the town tea factory, but now that I have retired, I don't know if I can do this or not. After dinner, I'll take you to the tea factory to find him. Luo Yongming looked at the permanent brand bicycle that was bruised by Zhang Zhaohua, and felt a little heartache, so he hurriedly found tools to maintain the bicycle from home and maintained the bicycle well. On the one hand, I have to help Zhang Zhaohua find a way to solve the current problem.

The master Luo Yongming said is called Zhong Jinxiang, who used to be the master of roasted tea in the tea factory in Gezhuping Town. It is a good hand at roasting tea leaves. However, he also makes a stir-fry of low-grade tea. If you put it in the city and province, it is naturally not a powerful character. After all, Gezhuping is not a place where tea is traditionally produced. It's just that tea farms were being developed all over the country back then, and almost every village had a tea farm. Zhong Jinxiang learned the technique of roasting tea through the study class organized by the county in that era. That is, the level of stir-fried loose tea leaves. But in Gezhuping Town, it is also a scarce technician.

Zhong Jinxiang's home is not far away, and after eating, Luo Yongming rode a bicycle and took Zhang Zhaohua to Zhong Jinxiang's house.

"Is Master Zhong at home?" Luo Yongming shouted at the door.

"Who's there? A middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties and sixties quickly walked out of the room, and it was Zhong Jinxiang who was looking for.

Zhong Jinxiang recognized Luo Yongming at a glance, "It's the old leader." Why did you get here?"

Zhong Jinxiang greeted him very warmly and asked his mother-in-law to bring tea and water to Luo Yongming and Zhang Zhaohua.

"Master Zhong, this is Zhang Jiaohua from Meiziao Village. He is the grandson of a friend of mine. The family contracted a tea farm in the village. Now the tea leaves are about to be picked. There is no good market either. The town's factories fell. Agricultural companies also don't accept tea anymore. I want to come and learn how to roast tea with you. Luo Yongming didn't say that he asked Zhong Jinxiang to fry tea for Zhang Zhaohua, because he was worried that Zhang Zhaohua would not be able to hire anyone. (To be continued.) )