"I don't have any machines here, I just do it by hand." Old Li always has a faint smile on his face: "You will definitely not be able to drink the tea I stir-fried today. It naturally takes a little longer to dry, but the tea I just picked this morning must be made."
The first step in frying green tea is called killing green, which is high temperature frying. The high temperature destroys the activity of enzymes in fresh tea leaves, prevents the oxidation of polyphenols, and allows some aromatic substances with low boiling points to volatilize, thus improving the aroma.
Only after the tea leaves have been fixed can they be rolled and shaped to make them more suitable for brewing. Through these two steps, part of the juice in the tea is condensed on the surface and dried, which increases the flavor of the tea for the first brewing.
It is rare to drink hand-roasted tea nowadays.
The next steps are drying, selecting tea leaves, and drying them. If it is mechanized, the whole process can be completed within four hours.
Lao Li naturally has no mechanized ability, but he has a very good grasp of the heat, strength and speed. The originally boring process of frying tea is transformed into something magical in Lao Li's hands.
At this moment, Bai Song suddenly understood why Lao Li could defeat two gangsters with standard pistols with just an old shotgun. With these hands, this kind of temperament and mind, he is definitely a person who will not be afraid of anything.
Speaking of Lao Li, what is there to be afraid of?
He has nothing to lose, and he is very comfortable as a forest ranger in the mountains. How could such a person be afraid?
As the tea was fried, the fragrance gradually filled the whole room, and everyone who watched felt relaxed and happy.
This is a culture.
Many young people don’t understand why people like to drink tea. Is Coke not tasty?
However, in this world, there is only tea tasting and wine tasting, but there seems to be no such thing as cola tasting.
When the word "pin" is extended to a verb, it means to distinguish between high and low and to divide them into grades, and it itself is composed of three "kou" characters.
In the Internet society, everyone says words like "you taste it" and "you taste it carefully" every day, but few people think carefully about the word "taste" itself.
Society is too impetuous. The beauty of Chinese culture lies here.
Let me say one more thing, how magical are our Chinese characters?
Lips, teeth, throat, and tongue, when you read any word, you use the corresponding positions of the word to pronounce it. If this isn't culture, what is it?
Originally, everyone was busy these days, and after work they just ate and drank, but now watching Lao Li stir-fry tea here, they all felt baptized. Countless people would ask, isn’t it boring to live in the mountains for a lifetime? Is it interesting?
Lao Li never argues about these things.
I don’t have time to drink the new tea roasted today, but I can certainly drink yesterday’s tea.
There were countless dead branches and fallen leaves here. Lao Li made a fire, drew a large bucket of water from the spring source, boiled the water in an iron kettle, and poured a cup of green tea for everyone. The soft, fresh and elegant tea fragrance was refreshing.
This taste, chestnut fragrance, fresh and clear, flows directly into one's heart like a stream of clear spring water.
At noon, Lao Li fried some wild vegetables, gave everyone some kimchi, and made some bacon that he had pickled. In addition, there were also spring bamboo shoots.
Generally, spring bamboo shoots in the south are very fresh and tender in late February. They are a bit old now, but the temperature in the mountains is low, which is the time when spring bamboo shoots are delicious.
There was no meat except bacon, but everyone thought the rice was particularly fragrant.
"I learned a lot from you this time." Bai Song said, "They told me that you are a remarkable person, and hearing about you is worse than meeting you in person."
"Boss, I'm just an ordinary person." Lao Li smiled and said, "Really ordinary."
"Well, I know, we are all ordinary people." Bai Song said: "But over the years, I have really discovered a truth. In fact, almost 99% of people in our lives do not understand life. And you are one of the rare people who understand life."
This time, Lao Li did not refute. He smiled meaningfully and said, "There are still many people who understand life."
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After dinner, Bai Song went out to take a look at the site where the "battle" took place a few days ago. It was near this house. He could see fragments of Lao Li's shotgun shells on some trees, and in some places he could vaguely see some traces of bleeding from the wounded.
"How many times did the other party fire?" Bai Song asked Lao Li, "I checked their weapons before, and there were traces of firing."
"Seven times." Lao Li said casually, "But the first three times were to scare me, they were fired high into the sky."
"Yeah." Bai Song looked around, trying to find the trace of the four bullets.
Old Li seemed to realize something and pointed in a direction.
The standard Q bullet has great penetrating power. It can easily penetrate a wooden board more than ten centimeters thick at close range. It can also easily penetrate two people without hitting bones. It is nonsense to use people to block bullets in TV dramas.
So we could only look for signs of the bullet being stuck in a tree. Fortunately, there were many trees here, and after so many people searched for twenty minutes, they found a bullet hole in a tree.
There was definitely no way to take it out through ordinary means, so Bai Song asked Lao Li for his opinion and decided that the tree needed to be cut down.
"Cut it down. There's nothing we can do about it." Lao Li said, "Otherwise, if we dig so deep, the tree will die. I'll cut it down and make two more chairs. I'll plant a few more next month."
Old Li was actually quite good at chopping down trees. He quickly chopped down the tree and took out the bullet that Bai Song wanted.
This one is hard to find, but the bullet shells are much easier to find. I searched carefully nearby and found seven of them, all intact.
I have to say that Lao Li was really steady. He could even hear the exact number. This obviously gave Bai Song a picture. It was the scene in the movie "Terminator" where Schwarzenegger was holding a shotgun and calmly pulling the trigger, ignoring the opponent's firepower. He was so handsome.
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Bai Song packed the things in a plastic bag and asked Huadong to keep them. Then he said goodbye to Lao Li and they all went down the mountain together.
Before leaving, Lao Li gave some tea to Bai Song and others. Bai Song did not keep it all to himself. Each of the eight people received a small paper bag.
After getting down the mountain, Bai Song and his four companions first returned to the nearby county bureau, compared the shell casings and bullets with other unfired ones, and found some differences.
This type of standard bullet is very difficult to obtain now, so it is very normal to have obvious differences in a magazine, which is also a clue.
Among them, Bai Song also found a very interesting phenomenon, that is, there were two bullet casings with obvious rust, as if they had been buried in the ground for a long time.
From the rust, we can infer the soil quality and do trace element testing...
Bai Song thought about it and packed up the two shell evidence bags, sent them back to Tianhua City through confidential documents, and asked Ma Donglai to do some testing.
The competition only has two days left, and apart from the summary meeting, there is only one day left.
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