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"Would you like to try?" Zhong Jinxiang saw Zhang Zhanghua eager to try, thinking that Zhang Huahua wanted to get a try. Said with a smile.
Zhang called flowers to catch the skull. "Master Zhong, can I try my own way?"
"Your own way? You will also fry tea?" Zhong Jinxiang asked curiously.
"I won't fry tea, but I am going to make a cup of tea." Zhang Shuhua is going to try the tea with Meishan Navy.
Zhong Jinxiang smiled. "You can give it a try." Zhong Jinxiang was not angry at all. Zhang called flowers in his eyes as a child of a few years old. Children's heart, like to play is also taken for granted.
Zhang called Hua did not use the pot of fried tea, but took a sand pot. Zhong Jinxiang has never understood why Zhang Shuhua put some jars on it. Now I know that the jars were originally made of flowers and used to fry tea. Just fried tea can really not use the pot without heating?
Zhong Jinxiang is a master of fried tea, and he has never seen a doctor's medicine. The general Chinese medicine prescriptions are all fried in a sand pot. How many doctors know how to make medicine? The method of the artillery of this navy, called Zhang Huaxue, is an authentic ancient method. Don't think that the Navy should treat the disease as long as you read the spell. In fact, the Navy sometimes uses medicine. The patient's illness is diverse. The evil disease is naturally cursed, sometimes it is combined with the spell to have a miraculous effect. There is still a big difference between the way of the Navy's artillery and the orthodox Chinese medicine.
Zhang called flowers with seven or eight teas, and then began to recite the spell: "The sun comes out of the sky, the Tao is in the hands, looking up at the sky, the master is around, left please left, right, right, don't ask for self, one Please ask the ancestors to collect the medicine, and then ask Hua Tuo to smash the medicine. Three, please ask the medicine king to send the elixir, and the four kinds of medicinal herbs are around. I am in a hurry as a law."
When Zhong Jinxiang saw Zhang Huahua, he also read the spell, and smiled, thinking that Zhang Huahua was playing at home. But as Zhang Huahua kept chanting spells, he produced a variety of French seals in his hands, and kept spinning the tea leaves in the sand pots, and the tea leaves quickly swirled in the sand pot. After a while, it also burst into a burst of fragrance. When he was cooking tea, the scent was even more refreshing.
"This, this, this..." Zhong Jinxiang looked at Zhang Shuhua with surprise. This is too ridiculous, and it is too magical to let the tea stir up the tea fragrance. Can his hand get angry?
Zhong Jinxiang looked at Zhang Shuhua's tea in amazement. He wanted to see what kind of tea Zhang Huanhua could make with the method.
Zhang Huahua was fully absorbed in the process of tea processing. At this time, for him, these teas were medicinal herbs, and his method of making tea was no different from that of his guns. The tea leaves in the sand pot began to soften, like sticky mud, and began to stick together. Zhang Huahua did not manage it, let it be natural.The scent is getting richer and thicker, as if it is blasted to give a tea bomb, the rich aroma is constantly flowing around.
However, after Zhang Huahua’s last receipt of the medicine was printed, the smell of the surrounding medicine seemed to be absorbed back by the tea in his hand. The scent of tea that permeates the air disappears all of a sudden. Then all the scent seems to be locked and completely condensed in the tea. Zhang Shuhua stopped the mantra and stopped the seal on his hand. Take out that bunch of slimy tea leaves. Squeezed into a bamboo tube and squeezed into a black group.
“Who did you learn from the gun medicine?” Zhong Jinxiang asked strangely.
"Of course, I learned from my master." Zhang called flowers seriously handling the tea, and the head did not lift.
Zhong Jinxiang also thought that Zhang Shuhua had worshipped the craftsmanship of Langzhong Middle School. However, Zhong Jinxiang does not understand, can the gun medicine material still have a spell? Is it possible to make tea leaves like this with a hand? Zhong Jinxiang is also not good to ask.
"How do you make tea in this tea?" Zhong Jinxiang actually saw tea like tea. Although Zhang Huahua’s tea is even more wonderful, isn’t it always the same thing to make tea?
Zhang called flowers and grabbed his head. "I am also the first time to make tea. It should be soaked in boiling water."
"Exactly we have prepared boiling water here, then we will have a cup of tea to taste." Zhong Jinxiang now does not want to go to the tea at all, simply to open the fire in the stove, the fried tea first stopped. For the first time, he saw others using this weird way to process tea. Without a taste, his heart was like a long itchy hair.
Zhang Dechun and Zhang Jiwang also came from the pig farm and prepared to take a break, drink a cup of tea and smoke cigarettes. The work in the countryside is very hard, UU reading www. Uukanshu. Com But these old farmers are able to do a lot of leisure.
"Call flowers, have you fried this tea? I came over for a cup of tea. I heard that the fragrance of this new tea is particularly strong." Zhang Jiwang asked aloud.
"Scrambled out, fried out. Everyone has a rest, drink a cup of tea and say." Zhang called flowers loudly.
Listening to the flowers said that the tea was fried, and everyone stopped the work at hand and walked over.
There are limited conditions here, and there is no way to pay too much attention. Zhong Jinxiang took his own enamel cup, and there is also a “award” on the cup. The payment is: Gezhuping Town Tea Factory, 1976. This cup Zhong Jinxiang should be regarded as a baby, no damage at all. A small group was placed on the tea cake made by Zhang Huahua, put into a cup, and then poured into boiling water. The boiled water rushed, and the group of tea seemed to dissolve at once. A group of greenish green spread out in the cup. As the hot air of the boiling water dissipated, a refreshing fragrance drifted out of the cup.
"Good tea!" Zhong Jinxiang could not help but admire.
Zhang Jiwang and Zhang Dechun also together with Zhong Jinxiang praised the tea in the horticultural field. Zhang Dechun immediately said, "The tea in our horticultural field was often praised before. Unfortunately, after the contract was out, it was spoiled by the group of balls. Thanks to the flowers, the tea trees survived."Zhong Jinxiang shook his head. "I am talking about this tea made from fireworks. It is really good tea."
"Ah? Is this tea not the master of the clock?" Zhang Jiwang said that the tea leaves of Zhong Jinxiang, which was placed on the plate, said.
"That is what I fired. But the tea I brewed is called a fireworks. I will try it first and see how it tastes." Zhong Jinxiang habitually blows the water, this time, there is no floating tea on the water. And residue. A small sip of a small sip, the sweetness and sweetness of a tea leaf immediately blasted in Zhong Jinxiang. (To be continued.)
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