80s Taoism

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"Bang bang bang..."

Everyone was picking tea leaves in the gardening field, but there was a banging sound from the pig farm. Zhang Jiwang took a tool and knocked on the house of the pig farm.

"This pig farm has been abandoned for too long, and the rafters are almost rotten. If it continues like this, the pig pens of this pig farm will collapse. It is such a large area. It can raise dozens of pigs. Don't underestimate this pig farm. In the past, the pigs handed over to us in Meizi'ao were all from the pig pens of the brigade. Other brigades can only be allocated to various production teams. Dechun still does a good job of this. Otherwise, how could the pig farm complete the task of handing over pork in a year? Our Meiziao not only did not let the production teams out, but also exceeded the task, and was rated as advanced every year. Just for one thing, Dechun has made a great contribution to the villagers.” Looking back on the events of the year, Zhang Jiwang spoke highly of Zhang Dechun.

"Ah. It's a pity that in 1980, everyone didn't believe my words and insisted on contracting out the gardening farm. Otherwise, how could it be so ruined as it is now. Some things are better if they are large-scale. Take the tea farms as an example. If they are concentrated in the village, there will be a lot of production every year, and those tea dealers will come to our village to collect tea every year. Now that the tea factories are closed, it is very difficult for you to find a tea dealer." Hearing Zhang Jiwang's praise, Zhang Dechun smiled. Said.

"Beautiful, I can't do the picking of tea leaves, so I come here every day to repair your pigsty. You can buy some tiles to cover it. You don't have to worry about the pigsty being ruined. Maybe, if you want to raise pigs in the future, these pigsty are ready-made." Zhang Jiwang climbed up to the pigsty and tapped on the beam with a hammer.

The beam made a thumping sound, and it sounded like the beam was still in good condition. There is no shortage of wood in Meizi'ao. The pigsty is built with good materials. It has been exposed to the sun and rain for more than ten years, but it has not completely rotted.

"This material is good, and the tiles are as good as new after being covered." Zhang Jiwang said to Zhang Jiaohua and Zhang Dechun who were standing below.

"Grandpa Jiwang, even if you fix the pigpen, I don't have the money to buy piglets." Zhang Jiaohua really couldn't raise so many pigs.

"You can't raise pigs, but you can put sundries. You have a gardening farm like this. When you pick navel oranges in the future, you must have a place to store them? In the past, this was a gardening farm, so naturally you didn't need to store too many things. The tea leaves were picked and sent directly to the agricultural material company. But it's impossible for your navel oranges to be sent out as soon as they are picked. Have you ever thought about where to put them in the future? This pigpen is ready-made!" Zhang Jiwang said, pointing to this large pigpen.

Zhang Jiaohua thinks about it too, it really can come in handy.

On the other side, Zhong Jinxiang took the villagers to pick tea in the gardening field.

"The quality of the tea is related to the quality of the tea, and it is also related to the growth and lifespan of the tea trees. The tea trees here have been picked too hard before, and the tea trees are almost dying. When picking tea, you should pick it by hand, and pick it separately. Do not pluck it by hand. This way, the standard of the tea picked is uniform, and it will not hurt the tree." Zhong Jinxiang is an expert, not only can fry tea, but also pick tea leaves.

"No wonder. In the past, the tea trees here belonged to the brigade. Everyone cherished them when they picked tea. A few years ago, the gardening field was contracted to a private person. It was completely messed up. Every time the tea was picked, the wages were paid according to the catty. When picking tea leaves, all the old and tender tea leaves were picked. These tea trees were all damaged. When the caller contracted, these tea trees were about to wither. I don’t know how the caller saved the tea tree." Like Zhong Jinxiang picked a tea tip with two leaves. If it was before, Zhang Qigao must have picked all the leaves on this branch at once.

In fact, the tea leaves that Zhong Jinxiang wanted to fry for Zhang Jiaohua this time were bulk loose teas, and his requirements for the tea leaves were not particularly high. But Zhong Jinxiang wants to improve the quality of the tea, and in order to allow these tea trees that have just recovered to rest.

Zhang Jiaohua followed Zhang Jiwang and Zhang Dechun to see what was going on in the pigsty, then hurried to the gardening field.

"Master Zhong, how about this tea?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

"The tea is very good, and the quality should be of the highest quality. It's a pity that my ability is limited, so I'm afraid such good tea will be wasted in my hands." Zhong Jinxiang said sincerely.

"Master Zhong, what are you talking about? In Xintian County, can you find a tea maker who can compare with you? No matter how good the tea here is, if Master Zhong doesn't come, I can only watch them grow old in vain." Zhang Jiaohua said hastily.

"Forget it, we're not being polite. Don't you want to learn how to fry tea? I've already prepared the pot. Let's go over and fry tea. But you have to make your villagers pick tea leaves according to my requirements. Otherwise, the quality will vary a lot." Zhong Jinxiang was a little worried. After he left, the villagers picked tea leaves like they used to.

"Master Zhong, don't worry! Only people in our village don't do things like that." Zhang Jiaohua was not worried at all.

Zhang Qigao also said with a smile, "Master Zhong, I'm watching here, whoever dares to steal and play tricks, I'll be the first to have trouble with him."

Everyone in the village also patted their chests and promised that they would absolutely follow Master Zhong's requirements. In fact, for them, being able to have an extra income is already a very satisfying thing. If you take other people's money, you have to help others do things well. People of this age are still honest.

In Zhong Jinxiang's other vacant warehouse, there are three marching stoves remodeled from diesel barrels, each with a large cooking pot on it.

Without asking Zhang Jiaohua, Zhong Jinxiang took the initiative to tell Zhang Jiaohua, "Fried tea is divided into raw pot, second green pot, and cooked pot. The three pots are connected. The first pot is full and rotated, the second pot has a handle, and the third pot is drilled. The raw pot plays the role of finishing. The frying tea broom is constantly rotating in the pot, so that the tea leaves are also rotated and turned to be evenly heated. It should be turned quickly and evenly. When the tea leaves become soft and the leaves turn dark green, they can enter the green pot..." Zhong Jinxiang unreservedly said The technique of frying tea was told to Zhang Jiaohua. Every step of the way, the truth will be explained clearly. Let Zhang Jiaohua quickly grasp the essentials of stir-frying tea. But if you want to roast tea like Zhong Jinxiang, you need countless times of practice to gain experience.

But after Zhang Jiaohua watched Zhong Jinxiang stir-fry the tea leaves, he had other thoughts in his mind.