Divorce in middle age: starting with the manor system

Chapter 140 138, Nuwa Tea
"Dad, when did someone hit our rooster? Don't we only have hens in our house?" Zhang Jun came to the kitchen with a teapot in his hand and asked suspiciously when he saw his father sharpening a knife.

His family's roosters had been killed long ago, and there were still a few hens left to lay eggs.

If you want to talk about roosters, you can only buy chicken cubs that are more than 20 days old.

"I'll go to your second uncle's house to catch one!" Father Zhang glared at his son angrily.

"Who is he, a billionaire! You are in charge of work in his hands again, and when he comes to our house, why don't we treat him well?"

"Not to mention, such a good opportunity, you kid, get closer to him, and have a good relationship. If something good happens, I will think of you a little bit!"

"Hurry up and chat with him, use your brains, thanks to your growing up, you don't even wink at all!" After Zhang's father finished speaking, he left with a knife in his hand.

Hearing this, Zhang Jun smiled wryly.

It turned out that this was just a trick of the father.

However, his father was right. He really couldn't miss such a good opportunity to get closer.

……

"Brother-in-law, haven't we had dinner?"

"Why do you want to stay for dinner?" Li Xiaoping asked suspiciously while looking at the photo of the little black pig taken by his mobile phone and preparing to post it on Moments.

"Are you full?" Wu Qingfeng looked around, glanced at Li Xiaoping and asked with a smile.

The house of the Zhang family has been around for some time. Its style and shape are the primary version of the rural brick houses in [-]. Although the house is old, the halls are well arranged and cleaned.

"I'm full!" Li Xiaoping was taken aback when he heard this, and looked up at Wu Qingfeng suspiciously.

"Really?"

"Before, you were full after two bowls of rice?" Wu Qingfeng was a little surprised.

Did he know how much Li Xiaoping eats? When he ate at his house that day, he ate three whole bowls of sheep porcelain bowls that were as big as a palm in the countryside, not to mention the amount of food that the old couple had.

He heard from Li Ling that Li Xiaoping has always eaten a lot, but this guy is also strange, he can eat and drink, but he just doesn't gain weight.

"Uh!"

"When you asked me to bring the contract, my sister just bought breakfast, and I came here after eating!" Li Xiaoping chuckled.

"No wonder!"

Hearing this, Wu Qingfeng was speechless, so he said why Li Xiaoping just ate two bowls of rice in a Sichuan restaurant.

It turned out to be the second entry into the palace!
"Mr. Wu, drink tea!" At this moment, Zhang Jun came in with a teapot, came to Wu Qingfeng and quickly poured tea.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, don't be too busy. We stayed to eat, and we are just troublesome to your family!" Wu Qingfeng smiled and picked up the teacup.

"Mr. Wu, the old man is very happy that you stayed for dinner, that is really a distinguished guest!" Zhang Jun laughed while making tea for Li Xiaoping.

"What a distinguished guest, the old man is too polite!"

"By the way, where is the old man? Tell him to stop busy, cook two dishes, and I will have two glasses of wine with the old man!"

"It's not like you don't know, we just had dinner!" Wu Qingfeng glanced at the yard outside the door and said in doubt.

"Mr. Wu, don't worry, I don't have much food at home, and I can't compare it with hotels." Zhang Jun sat on the bench and said.

Wu Qingfeng smiled when he heard the words, and he was not polite.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhang Jun with some surprise: "Zhang Gong, what kind of tea is this tea?"

Zhang Jun was taken aback when he heard the words, and then hurriedly asked: "Mr. Wu, is there any problem with this tea?"

"The shape is uniform, the color is emerald green, the soup color is clear, the aroma is high and long, the taste is mellow, it is resistant to brewing, the bottom of the leaves is even and green and bright, it is a good tea." Wu Qingfeng said slowly.

"This is the new tea this year!"

"Mr. Wu, do you still know tea?" Zhang Jun heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Wu Qingfeng's praise. He thought Wu Qingfeng didn't like this tea.

"I don't understand, I just like drinking tea!" Wu Qingfeng laughed and took another sip.

"This is Nuwa's new tea. My mother is from Pingcheng. My uncle's house has a small tea garden. My mother went back to Qingming before and picked some tea." Zhang Jun laughed.

"So it's Nuwa tea!"

Wu Qingfeng nodded when he heard the words, suddenly realized.

Anshi is a famous tea-producing area in China. There are three famous teas, Ziyang Selenium-enriched Tea, Pingli Nuwa Tea, and Pingli Gynostemma.

Because Yangcheng and Hepingcheng are located in rare selenium-rich places in my country, the tea produced is rich in selenium, so it is very famous.

Chinese people have a history of drinking tea for more than 4 years. One of the indispensable beverages in Chinese people's daily life is tea. As the saying goes, "firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea", tea is included in the One of the seven things that open the door.

Anshi tea culture may be traced back to more than 4000 years ago, and it can even be linked to Shennong, the ancestor of humanities.

Nuwa tea is also called Pingli Nuwa tea, because the hometown of Nuwa, the ancestor of humanities, remains in Anshi.

"This tea is good, and the method of making tea is also very clever!" Wu Qingfeng praised.

Whether tea is good or not is related to the variety and place of origin, but the method of making tea is also an important part of it, and even one of the main reasons for determining the quality of tea.

"My mother is also an old tea picker!"

"I grew up helping my family pick tea and vegetables, and since I married my dad, I go back to my grandmother's house every year to help my grandmother pick tea, so I have a very experienced hand-made tea technique." Zhang Jun heard Wu Qingfeng Admiring the tea-making technique, he immediately said with pride.

"It turns out that my aunt still has such a good craftsmanship!" Wu Qingfeng nodded and praised.

Being able to make new tea taste good, I have to say that Zhang's mother is a very experienced tea maker.

"I don't know, Mr. Zhang, do you still have this tea in your house?" Wu Qingfeng thought for a while, put down his teacup, and asked Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun looked at Wu Qingfeng suspiciously.

Wu Qingfeng then explained: "It's like this. I have an elder who is celebrating his birthday. He loves to drink tea. It's not because my aunt makes tea. So I want to buy some of this tea as a gift for my elders."

"It doesn't need much, just a half a catty will do!"

Li Ling's father celebrates his birthday.

Although he already has presents, the tea leaves in his collection can be used as collections. If he really wants to drink them, the taste may not be as good as new teas.

In addition, Zhang's mother's tea making technique is too sophisticated, which also adds a bit of color to the tea.

If you know how to drink tea, you should like it!

"I see!"

"It's not a big deal. I'll give you a few catties later. My uncle's house is not short of tea, and my uncle gave us all the tea!" Zhang Jun said straightforwardly after hearing the words.

Wu Qingnian's elders are not ordinary people at first glance, it is a blessing to be able to see the tea made by his mother.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang!" Wu Qingfeng said with a smile.

"Mr. Wu, you're too polite. It's just a little tea, it's worthless!" Zhang Jun laughed.

Wu Qingfeng glanced at Zhang Jun, thought for a while, and asked Zhang Jun: "Mr. Zhang, can you be an electrician?"

(End of this chapter)