It's just that the house in his hometown has been sold, his parents are dead, and he has no place to stay even if he goes back, and no one wants to pay attention to him.
"It's a good place. At the foot of Mount Tai, I once climbed Mount Tai with my wife and children. It was very majestic, especially the sunrise over the sea of clouds on Mount Tai. It was really spectacular. But now I don't have time to go out and play. After my father passed away, I
After the tea garden was handed over to me, I concentrated on growing tea."
Just now he mentioned his children, and Lin Fei finally asked what he had been suppressing for a long time, "Where does your... child work now?" If it were this time in the previous life, his child Wang Xiaotian would have been dead for seven years, and he once went abroad for execution.
During the mission, he met a group of super powerful mercenaries. Wang Xiaotian died heroically after blocking a few bullets to protect himself.
Therefore, Wang Xiaotian is still his savior. Even after Wang Xiaotian died in his previous life, he visited Wang Xiaotian's parents in the name of his godson and always secretly left money to them.
"After my son graduated from college, he helped me run this tea garden and opened a tea shop in Song County on the other side of the mountain, mainly selling tea from my own land."
Lin Fei was shocked. Wang Xiaotian in this world is not dead?!
"Wasn't he a soldier?"
"What kind of soldier can a girl be?" Wang Youshan said with a smile.
"Girl?!" Lin Fei was confused again. It turned out that Wang Xiaotian did not appear in this world!
"What's wrong?" Wang Youshan was very confused about Lin Fei's reaction.
"It's nothing, I just feel that there are not many college students who don't go out to work after graduation, so it's quite peaceful."
"She is not what you think. She actually wants to use the family industry to practice her skills, and she still wants to start her own business in the future."
"How's the tea business going?"
"It's not very good. Although my daughter has found many ways to sell it, the tea is mediocre and many customers are not satisfied."
Lin Fei looked at the tea that Mei Fenghong had made for them just now, so he picked it up and looked at it, put it to his nose and smelled it carefully, then took a sip and said, "The appearance is average, the taste is average.
Not bad.”
Wang Youshan sighed: "It's okay to sell it to the common people. People with a little money are naturally willing to drink tea that looks and tastes better. So our tea now relies on retail sales at most. Without bulk orders, we can't make much money."
"Actually, I feel that your tea has great potential. As long as you can improve the tea-making process and publicity, it will definitely become famous."
Wang Youshan asked in surprise: "Brother Lin knows how to make tea?"
"If you trust me, brother, can you let me see your tea-making techniques?"
"Brother Lin, please come with me!" Wang Youshan pulled Chen Feng and walked out. Lin Yixue followed behind, thinking to herself that this uncle could also fry tea? This really surprised her more and more.
Mei Fenghong over there also walked over curiously.
After walking out of the room and into the courtyard, Lin Fei said: "Brother Wang, show me first."
"Okay, Brother Lin, take a look."
Then he began to demonstrate. There are eight processes required to make West Lake Longjing tea in the early stage: spreading, green pot, moisture resurgence, Hui pot, sieving, elongating the head, stacking, and collecting ash. Each process is essential.
It is also very important, the most important of which are Qingguo and Huiguo.
However, Wang Youshan only has four or five of the eight processes at most, among which the most important green pot is missing, which is a key step in shaping the tea. Without this, the tea will not look good and will be messy.
The frying of Longjing tea is very particular. Controlling the firepower and the gentleness of the pot and mastering the techniques and gestures are the most basic elements. If the firepower is too high, the buds will easily stick to the pot, causing hot spots and burnt edges, and the finished tea will have a burnt taste; if the firepower is insufficient, the tea will have a burnt taste.
It is easy to fail to tap, and the tea buds will become tender, resulting in red stems, red leaves, dark tea color, dull tea aroma, red soup color, and poor taste. When frying special-grade Longjing, the amount of pot should be less and the firepower should be low. When frying medium-high-grade Longjing,
The temperature of the pot should be slightly high, and it will make a "cracking" sound when dropped into the pot.
If the tea leaves feel hot to the touch and the surface of the pot and the tea leaves are smooth and smooth, it indicates that the firepower is appropriate. If the pot temperature is too high, the movements should be fast and the gestures should be light to avoid burnt edges and burnt smell. When the pot temperature is low, the movements should be slow.
Slowly to prevent tea juice from being squeezed out and the color darkening.
The techniques used during stir-frying can be summarized as "grasping, shaking, building (penetrating), spreading (wiping), pressing, pushing, buckling, throwing, grinding, pressing, etc.", commonly known as the "Ten Techniques".
Wang Youshan's frying technique is very simple, and the resulting tea leaves not only have an ugly appearance, but are also brown in color and have red stems. This kind of tea not only looks average, but also tastes bad.
It seems that the tea making technology in this world has not been spread to the outside world. In the previous life, the method of frying tea in West Lake Longjing was already known to everyone. Whether it is good or not mainly depends on the color and quality of the tea leaves, the skill and taste of the tea fryer, and the appearance of the tea.
"This is my tea-making technique. Brother, do you have any better ideas?" Wang Youshan asked.
Lin Fei thought about the tea making technique he had learned from Uncle Shui in the mountains, and started frying step by step. The more they watched, the more frightened they became. Lin Fei's every step was orderly and skillful, and they didn't know it.
I thought he was an experienced master, but until the end, I saw that the tea leaves made by Lin Fei were flat and straight, uniform in size and length, just like the petals of an orchid. The color was emerald green, bright and shiny, the aroma was fresh and refreshing, and the taste was sweet.
With color.
While several people were stunned, Lin Fei wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Make a cup and taste it."
After brewing the tea, you can see that the tea leaves are tender and evenly formed into flowers, one flag and one shot, intertwined with each other. The tea soup is clear and blue, pleasing to the eye. After a careful taste, the taste is sweet and delicious, and the entrance is soft and fragrant, giving people a fresh and natural feeling.
feeling.
Wang Youshan walked up to Lin Fei excitedly, bowed, and said excitedly: "Brother Lin, please teach me!"
Lin Fei hurriedly supported him, "Uncle Wang is trying to offend me. Leave this matter to me. I originally wanted to teach you the art of making tea."
Wang Youshan and Mei Fenghong were both grateful.
Lin Fei thought to himself that your son was actually my benefactor in that world. Although he did not appear in this world, based on his kindness to Wang Xiaotian in his previous life, Lin Fei had to help his parents who still existed in this world no matter what.
After several people finished dinner, Lin Fei taught the couple step by step the frying method overnight.
It was already late at night. After teaching the two of them, Lin Fei went to a separate bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, his cell phone rang in his pocket.
This time when I came out, my phone rang once. It was Chu Nanfeng. He said he wanted Lin Fei to come to his house to cook.
But Lin Fei had already gone out, so of course he was not free, so he had to wait for another day.
Who is it this time?
Lin Fei took it out and saw that it was Zhu Hua.
"Hua Zi."
"Fat man, where are you?"
"I have something to do and I'm calling you so late. Is there anything urgent?"
"You got a job yet?"
"They are all temporary, and I haven't found a formal job yet."
"The job I have right now is temporary, but it's definitely a good job. It doesn't require physical effort, but requires a little brainpower at most. The salary is also very high, six to seven thousand yuan a month."
"Oh? Such a good temporary job?" Although five or six thousand yuan is not a lot, it is enough to cover my expenses for a month, and I can still save some of it.
"That's what happened. I have a friend who asked me for help. He said that his sister is a teacher in a school. She is currently on probation. She teaches very well. However, she had a car accident a few days ago and her leg was broken. At least two
She couldn't go to class for three months, and the school didn't want her to delay her classes. It wanted to give up on her and find a new teacher, but her sister didn't want to. She finally found such a good job and was about to become a full-timer. She wasn't willing to lose it like this, so she asked
The school asked her to stay. In the end, the school's answer was that unless she found someone with an intermediate teacher qualification certificate to teach instead of her, because it could not delay students' classes, she could not come back until she recovered. Of course, the person she found must be
You teach very well, otherwise you will be replaced. It suddenly occurred to me that you just graduated from Beijing Normal University and have an intermediate teacher qualification certificate. The most important thing is that you are a Chinese major, and she is a Chinese teacher. You are looking for a temporary teacher now.
Work, wouldn’t this be the best of both worlds?”
It turns out that he still has a certificate, and he still has a teacher's certificate. Memories came back to Lin Fei's mind again. He graduated from the Chinese Language Department of Beijing Normal University and minored in the Music Department. After graduation, he obtained the Intermediate Chinese Teacher Qualification Certificate.
He worked as a teacher in a middle school in Beijing for one year, but because of his love for music, he gave up his job as a teacher and went to the music industry. Now that he has gone round and round, he has the opportunity to be a teacher again. Although he is only a temporary teacher, the obsession in his mind
I still have some passion for this profession.
"Is this really okay? I haven't taught for many years. His school is really willing to let her find a temporary teacher to replace her. This seems a bit joking. If I were the principal, I could definitely find a teacher from the school first.
Is it reliable to ask her to look for her from outside?"
"Of course not. The school said that the teacher she hired must have an intermediate or above teaching qualification certificate, and must be a Chinese major. After a week of trial teaching, the school can study and agree before they can officially teach. But I know that you have been a teacher and should have experience.
Right, and you teach junior high school. You have taught high school before, so it shouldn’t be a big problem to teach junior high school. After thinking about it, you are the right one. Man, this is a rare opportunity!"
"What school? How many grades are taught?"
"Class 2, Class 3, Grade 7, Beijiang Yuying Middle School."
"Okay, I can try, but I'm out now and won't be able to go back for at least three days."
"Damn it! Brother, you have to hurry up, there is no such store after this village!"
"I will definitely go back in three days."
"Okay, then I'll tell my friend that you will definitely come back in three days!"
It was already early in the morning after making the phone call, and he walked into the bedroom that Wang Youshan and his wife had arranged for him and Lin Yixue. Since they were a couple, of course they were arranged in the same room.
Fortunately, Lin Fei and Lin Yixue were used to living in the same room, but they didn't sleep on the same bed.
But there was only one bed in the house, which put Lin Fei in a dilemma.
Lin Yixue seems to have fallen asleep.
Lin Fei spread a blanket on the ground, preparing to spend the night on the ground.
"The ground is cold, go to bed and sleep." came Lin Yixue's quiet voice.