There was still some hot tea in the teapot. Zhao Xiaoyang picked up the kettle on the firewood pile and brewed some more.
When Ah Hua and Xiao Bao were here, they had already brewed the white tea three times, as if they had never drunk white tea before. They never let go of the tea bowl.
Of course, the same goes for Zhao Xiaoyang.
This is equivalent to one person drinking one pot on average.
But at this moment, the white tea still exudes a refreshing aroma and is worth brewing!
Afterwards, Zhao Xiaoyang lay on a rattan chair, enjoying the aroma of the firewood, while holding a purple clay teapot.
Continue to appreciate the night sky and feel the tranquility of the mountains.
In my spare time, I opened my phone and scanned it. There were already a lot of comments under the few Moments I had posted previously.
Those old classmates and old friends directly treated Zhao Xiaoyang’s comment area as a group chat.
They were discussing how many times higher the negative oxygen ions were than in other places, and how low the PM2.5 level was.
Everyone said that they would come over and play when they were free.
It seems that posting on WeChat Moments for a few days in a row really attracted attention.
Zhao Xiaoyang naturally replied to each one and expressed his welcome.
There are many places to visit when traveling, and the scenery is much better than Nanshan Village.
However, if you want to experience the real pastoral life, you can't just leisurely admire the Nanshan Mountains, you also have to pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoyang smiled and took a few more photos of the freshly brewed tea.
This time the composition and focus are not ambiguous.
The leaves, which were already stretched out very beautifully, were photographed with a touch of professional photography's flavor.
Then he posted on his Moments: [New tea is on the market, use it privately first (smirk emoji)].
Lao Wang was having a great time chatting in the comment section and replied directly in the new circle of friends:
[This tea looks good. Can I have a pound?]
[Okay, my brother will give you a discount price, 3888 fine small can of tea]
[(vomiting blood) You call this a brotherly price? Just cut it down a bit if we're brothers?]
Zhao Xiaoyang smiled and said, "This kid has a nice idea. How about a pound first?"
I only have a little over four pounds of tea leaves in my hand now, which is not enough for me to drink.
[Brother, this is freshly brewed premium tea, the first spring tender tips. Go ask around.]
[Oh, it's even been blown up. How tender is it? Is it so tender that water can be squeezed out of it?]
【Can splash on your face】
Is it a one-stop service? Give me one-stop service and I will buy it.
[Oh my god, old driver, quickly arrange something for him! ]
Another old classmate also took the opportunity to interject, and Zhao Xiaoyang responded calmly.
[New store opening, supply is tight, only in-store service is provided]
[(vomiting blood) Wait, I'm coming right away]
[Come on, the old man pushing the cart is in need of a cart! ]
[Yes, yes, Laowang brand stroller, durable! ]
[Bah, you bitches! ]
After some casual chatting, Zhao Xiaoyang looked down from the mountain and saw that most of the lights in the village were out.
Another day has ended.
Zhao Xiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.
Go back and rest. I have to go down the mountain to do some things tomorrow.
Then the land reclamation work will begin!
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the next day.
The midday sun shone through the window onto Zhao Xiaoyang's face.
We agreed to go to bed early and get up early to go down the mountain to do some work, but I didn't expect to sleep until noon.
There was no way, this person suddenly relaxed, inexplicably feeling like a wild horse running away from its reins.
But we have to pay the price, and we have to work even if we have the system.
The spring tea leaves left outside have been almost dried.
Zhao Xiaoyang went over and rubbed it with his hands, but found that it still took some time, so he turned it gently.
Then continue to place it in the corner with the best sunlight to chase the sun.
Zhao Xiaoyang calculated that he had a lot of things to do in the afternoon. After the tea was ready, he would have to buy some vegetables to prepare.
Another thing is to get some charcoal. There is no gas pipeline on the mountain, and burning firewood every day is a hassle.
a little.
The strongest sun shifts past.
The Sanchun tea leaves are almost dried.
It takes a little longer than the first and second spring teas, but that's normal. The third spring tea is of relatively poor quality among the three teas harvested in spring.
However, Zhao Xiaoyang did not hesitate and finished frying it carefully. He took out a portion of it, put it in a tea jar, and then went down the mountain.
I ran to my uncle's house first. Zhao Yuanfang, wearing a straw hat and carrying a bottle of pesticide, came back sweating profusely.
"Xiaoyang is here, why don't you call first? Otherwise, you won't be able to come back if I'm not at home."
Zhao Yuanfang took off his straw hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
But today he shaved clean and looked energetic.
"Hi, uncle, I'm here for nothing. I just want to bring you some tea leaves that I roasted myself." Zhao Xiaoyang said with a smile.
"Where did the tea come from?" Uncle raised his eyebrows.
"It grows outside Grandpa's farmhouse."
Zhao Xiaoyang looked calm.
As he spoke, he handed the teapot to Zhao Yuanfang: "It's freshly brewed. Let it sit for two days before opening."
"Well! Let's go inside and sit down."
"No, uncle, I'm going to the market to buy some vegetables and bring back some charcoal."
"Hey, why didn't you tell me earlier? I forgot about it. Don't worry about the charcoal. I'll get it to you later and add some more wood to the woodshed."
Zhao Yuanfang waved his hand casually, indicating that the job was his responsibility.
"By the way, the cherries in the yard are almost ripe. If you want to eat them in a couple of days, go pick them yourself."
Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyang smiled: "Uncle, have you forgotten that Grandpa also left a few cherry trees on the back hill? I can pick them whenever I want."
Well……
Zhao Yuanfang was stunned for a moment, then remembered: "You're right, there are a few trees over there, but not many, and I haven't taken care of them for a long time, so I forgot about them."
"But they haven't even applied any fertilizer there, so I'm afraid the fruit won't grow well."
"Don't worry, uncle, the fruits over there are growing well. If you don't believe me, go back and take a look."
Zhao Xiaoyang replied casually. In fact, he had never paid attention to the fruits of those old trees.
But it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter whether they grow well now. What matters is who has them.
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