The unique fragrance of tea not only aroused Li Feng's tea addiction, but even the old rich and noble children who were guarding the door in the front yard smelled the fragrance.
Blocking in front of the door of the stove room, Lao Fuguier looked at Genfu, who was seriously stir-frying the tea leaves in the pot, and couldn't help but look stunned, but he didn't expect that the source of this tea fragrance was actually made by his own son.
"Dad, come and help!"
Genfu happily beckoned to the old rich man, Li Fengman was lazy and left, leaving Genfu alone in the stove room to continue frying tea, burning the fire and stir-frying and kneading, Genfu already felt a little tight, this is not a job that can be easily completed by one person.
The arrival of the old rich man undoubtedly gave him a glimmer of light.
The old rich man raised his feet and entered the house, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing here, master?"
” "The young master has gone to tea!"
Genfu kept his hand off the pot, kept stir-frying the tea leaves in the pot, and at the same time explained to the old Fugui'er: "Didn't I tell you before, the young master wants to collect fresh tea leaves to make tea, isn't this it!"
” "I know this, I still went to give Zhang Luo these teas.
I'm talking about why do you want to stir-fry the tea leaves?
Was it the young master's idea?
” The old rich man pointed to the finished tea leaves that had been made in the dustpan, and they were all tired and shrunk like little insects, which was not at all the same concept as the tea he was familiar with.
But this taste is really fragrant and rich enough!
The old rich man couldn't help but take another long breath, the smell on the tip of his nose was intoxicating, yes, this is what he had just smelled in the front yard.
Although the tea leaves I used to drink also have a tea aroma, their taste is definitely not as strong as it is now.
And the bitterness in the mouth is too heavy, and there is a slight rancid taste, so I have to add some spices when drinking.
"It's all the young master's orders."
Genfu nodded, and at the same time complained: "The young master personally demonstrated it, and then left with his freshly fried tea leaves, and the remaining fresh leaves were all handed over to me to fry, and I had to burn the fire and stir-fry and repeat and keep kneading, I was really a little too busy, Dad, you came ......just in time."
Ignoring Genfu's complaints, the old rich man reached out and grabbed a handful of tea from the dustpan and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it, and the more charming aroma hit the entire olfactory nerves, and the old rich man felt a little drunk.
"How do you drink this?
Or is it really boiled in boiling water?
Old Fuguier asked in a low voice, and he couldn't help but want to give it a try.
"Not really."
Genfu replied casually: "The young master said that this kind of tea can be drunk directly as long as it is simply brewed with boiling water, and there is no need to add anything like green onion and ginger to flavor it, saying that it will destroy the original tea fragrance of the tea leaves." ” "The young master was suddenly unaccustomed to drinking the previous tea cakes, so he thought of roasting tea and making tea by himself."
"Well, got it.
Then you will be busy with yours, you can't leave people in the front yard, I'll go first!
The old man nodded, then grabbed a handful of tea leaves and left.
Genfu was stunned, and looked stupidly at the figure of the old rich and noble, what kind of broken father is this, don't you know how to feel sorry for your son?
I'm so tired!
complained for two sentences, Genfu kept his hands and feet, and continued to stir up.
There is no way, the young master is lazy, and the father is unreliable, so Genfu has to continue to work hard alone.
Front yard, concierge.
The old man boiled a pot of hot water, and then put a few pieces of the tea leaves he brought from the back house into the teacup with great anticipation, and brewed with boiling water, white smoke curled, and the intoxicating fragrance of tea diffused in the room again.
Tang people love tea, and old rich and noble people are no exception.
Whether it is a high-quality tea cake or a cheap tea foam, the old rich and noble children like to drink a few cups when they are fine, warm the stomach in winter, quench thirst and relieve fever in summer, and have developed a habit.
This kind of fried tea made by Li Fengman is the first time that Lao Fuguier has seen it, but just by smelling its tea fragrance, Lao Fuguier knows that this kind of tea is not bad.
In the past, when the old rich man was in Chang'an, he used those tea cakes to cook tea soup, and he was also very familiar with the fragrance of tea cakes.
The tea made by Li Fengman, its color is green, its taste is fragrant, although it has not yet been eaten, only its color and fragrance are external, it is already several times stronger than those of the best tea cakes.
Tea leaves tumble in the cup.
With the soak of hot water, the small balls that were originally tired and shrunk absorbed enough water, and began to gradually stretch and restore, turning into patches of turquoise tea again.
At the same time, the originally colorless and transparent boiling water was also dyed blue by the unfolded tea leaves, with a slight yellow color and hidden greenery.
The tea is clear and can be put into the bottom of the cup at a glance.
Compared to the cloudy soup made in a teacup, this tea is more ornamental, and it makes people want to drink it all the more.
The old rich man gently picked up the teacup, smelled the fragrance of the tea, looked at the tea, and unconsciously became happy.
"Zizi!!"
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After taking a small sip, the tea soup entered his throat, and the old rich man's eyes widened suddenly, and an unprecedented sense of taste burst out and spread in his mouth, and it was out of control.
"The entrance is bitter, the aftertaste is sweet, the abdomen is warm, and the fragrance is full, this should be the real taste of tea, compared with the ones that my old rich and noble children used to drink, all of them are like horse urine!"
Taking a sip of hot tea, the old rich man couldn't help but sigh.
"No wonder the ancients often said: When you hear the Tao, you die at night without regrets.
Today, I am fortunate enough to drink such a good wine, and this life is worth it!
” Putting down the teacup, the old rich man did not drink again, but hurried to the back house.
After looking around, he finally found Li Fengman drinking tea alone in the study, and the old rich man moved forward: "Master, the old slave has something to report!"
” "It's the old rich man, come on, come on, try the new tea made by the old man first!"
Li Fengman happened to brew another tea tea, and when he saw the old rich man coming over, he beckoned to him, "You come to taste it for me, see how the flavor of this tea is?"
” Li Fengman said to himself: "I have made a cup just now, and I always feel that something is missing after tasting it."
It should be too hot, after all, it is the first time to stir-fry, and the technique is inevitably rusty, and it needs to be tried a few more times......"
When the old rich man heard this, he immediately felt that he was at the bottom of the well, and his admiration for Li Fengman was like a surging river.
In his opinion, it was already tea like elixir and jade liquid, Li Fengman was not satisfied, and the master's requirements were too high.
"Thank you, sir."
The old rich man took the teacup handed by Li Fengman with both hands, took a small sip, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, this taste was even more mellow than the cup he had brewed just now, it was worthy of the new tea fried by the old man himself, and the tea fried by the kid was simply one in the sky and one on the ground.
Sure enough, it is a mountain and a mountain high, I originally thought that the tea leaves that Genfu fried were already rare in the world, it was a jade liquid elixir, and now a product of Li Feng's tea, Lao Fuguier instantly felt that the handful of tea leaves he grabbed before could be thrown away.
"As soon as this tea comes out, there is no tea in the world!"
Putting down the teacup, the old rich and noble man tasted the color with a pious look on his face, and his eyes were agitated.