In fact, speaking of tea, tea was not commonly drunk in the northern regions of China. Tea culture first originated from the Shu region. During the Han Dynasty, only people from the Shu region in the world drank tea.
During the Three Kingdoms period of the Later Han Dynasty, there was actually no so-called tea in circulation. It was not until the Jin Dynasty that as aristocratic families occupied the country's resources, the trend of extravagant enjoyment spread throughout the country, and it was at that time that tea developed.
However, the earliest tea was boiled tea, which is often seen in some time-travel novels. Goat milk and salt were added to it, and then it was boiled and drank. This was done to supplement the salt one needs. , iron and other elements.
It was not until the Song Dynasty that tea frying and making tea really started to be made like modern tea.
From the Song Dynasty onwards, modern tea has been completely passed down.
The tea itself is also divided into green tea and black tea. Green tea clears the stomach and clears the mind, while black tea warms the stomach and removes cold.
With the opening of the Maritime Silk Road, black tea was also spread to Europe. Black tea, considered the most gentlemanly accessory by the British, was introduced at that time. However, Jiang Hai himself did not like black tea because he did not like to drink bitter drinks. thing.
The tea here in Zhang Di includes some black tea, but also some green tea. The oldest of these tea trees are almost a hundred years old.
And the younger one has been there for more than ten or twenty years. After all, it has been easy to bring tea leaves abroad these days. If you want to bring tea trees, you just have to think about it. These things were all obtained by him a long time ago. of.
"This is the West Lake Longjing you drink. I also got it from the West Lake. This is Biluochun, produced in Dongting Mountain of Taihu Lake in Suzhou, not Dongting Lake. The taste of this tea is also good. This is Huangshan Maofeng, Maofeng The best among the peaks are produced in Taiping County, Anhui Province. This is Junshan Silver Needle, produced in Dongting Lake, Hunan Province... This is Lu'an Guapian, produced in Anhui Province... "
While taking Jiang Hai away, Mr. Zhang introduced his tea leaves. For him, these are his treasures.
In Jiang Hai's eyes, these are all treasures!
After looking around with Mr. Zhang, Jiang Hai also saw almost all the tea trees. There are fifteen kinds of tea trees here, and more than 200 trees.
There wasn't too much of each kind, which showed that Mr. Zhang was not nonsense, and he didn't think he had too many tea leaves.
"Then I'll pull some branches back and plant them." Jiang Hai was smart, so he wasn't worried about the failure of the plants. After listening to Mr. Zhang's introduction, Jiang Hai also made up his mind. He didn't know much about tea. But he knew that all he drank before was bud tea.
He doesn't like tea leaves that have been roasted until they are completely dry, and he doesn't like fermented tea even more.
So he finally chose to get some West Lake Dragon Well, some Huangshan Maofeng, and some Emei Bamboo Leaf Green. These three kinds of tea were enough. He was not interested in black tea or anything else, even the legendary national tea Dahongpao.
Thinking of this, he stretched his hand directly towards the tea tree in front of him, preparing to pull a section of it back to grow.
But before he could stretch out his hand, Mr. Zhang had already beaten him back.
"You just break it off with your hands, do you understand? Forget it, I guess you don't understand either, just stay there!" Looking at Jiang Hai, Mr. Zhang took a deep breath and took it from the side. A small knife came over slowly.
Everyone knows that drinking tea is very troublesome if you are particular about it, but in fact, picking tea is also very troublesome.
Let’s not talk about experience in making vegetable tea. The time for picking tea is very particular.
Taking Longjing as an example, the best Longjing is Mingqian Longjing, the second is Yuqian Longjing, and then the ordinary Longjing.
Temperature has a great impact on Longjing. In the spring tea season, the higher the temperature, the worse the quality of the tea. The lower the temperature, the better the quality, but it is difficult for the tea to bloom. This is a deadlock, otherwise it will not be seen. Good or bad.
Depending on the climate and solar terms, tea leaves that grow large enough to be collected before the Qingming Festival are called Mingqian tea. For such tea, dozens of buds can be collected from one plant, so the price is ridiculously expensive.
The tea after the Qingming Festival and before the Grain Rain is called Yuqian tea. The quality of this tea is worse than the tea before the Ming Dynasty, but it is much better than the ordinary tea. The vegetables picked after the Grain Rain are better. It's called spring tea, or new tea, and has an average taste.
Of course, now that this tea is in the United States, to be precise, the Qingming Festival is over, and the Grain Rain is also over.
Nowadays, tea leaves are not so valuable or delicious, but Mr. Zhang still plays with these things very preciously.
In the end, under Jiang Hai's command, a total of thirteen twigs were obtained for Jiang Hai, six of which were from Longjing. He also liked to drink this tea. He got it from his father. His father had bought a lot of Longjing from China. Most of the tea trees died in the first year after they were transplanted. After so much reproduction, the remaining tea trees are the only ones left here except for some in California.
But after all, there was inventory, so the quantity was considered relatively large, so some more were given to Jiang Hai.
Huangshan Mao Feng gave three forks, and Emei Bamboo Leaf Green gave four forks. Now that there are more, he is unwilling to give them. When we were talking about the beef business just now, I didn’t see him looking so distressed. It can be seen that these things really belong to him. The heart of the meat.
After finishing the branches, Mr. Zhang immediately left with Jiang Hai. Of course, before leaving, Jiang Hai also took away a bag of oil bean seeds and some kiwi branches, ready to go back and plant them. Although he I don’t care too much about these two things, but I don’t want to go short.
With an extremely sad expression, Mr. Zhang took Jiang Hai to a room on the third floor.
As soon as he opened the door to this room, Jiang Hai smelled a strong smell of alcohol. When he looked up, he found that in front of him were piles of large plastic buckets. Needless to say, this It must be wine.
Needless to say, it goes without saying that these should be the grains and wine that Mr. Zhang helped him get.
"Boy, you know these wines are not easy to get. Real grain wine is not easy to get in China, let alone abroad. I got these from the mouth of an old friend of mine. Yes, it was just shipped from San Francisco on the third day after I told you. Take it as you go, two barrels for one." Looking at the wine in front of him, Mr. Zhang swallowed. These are pure grains. The wine was all boiled at 70 degrees, and the taste might not be as good as the packaged wine, but if it was used to make wine, thinking of this, he couldn't help but swallow, and his eyes lit up.
"No problem!" Looking at the wine in front of him, Jiang Hai was also happy. It was really a good harvest today.
He had a total of seventeen deer whips. He was going to make four jars of wine, put two in each jar, and nine were left. Today he brought five of them, so he could carry five barrels of wine back. Thinking of this, he Walked into this room.
Mr. Zhang is still very particular. The wine barrels in the room are not ordinary small wine barrels, but barrels that can hold fifty kilograms.
One bucket can be used to brew a jar. He brought ten buckets back and slowly reorganized them. If it didn't work, it would be a good idea to brew another bucket.
He directly ordered glass jars for brewing wine, so there was no problem.
There is a piece of tape on the top of each barrel of wine, which says in Chinese what the wine is made from.
Basically all kinds of wine are available, including sorghum, corn, rice, glutinous rice, barley, wheat, millet, highland barley... They are all here, but Jiang Hai is not stupid. Whether it is rice or glutinous rice, it is rice wine, and this wine can be soaked in No.
As for highland barley, it was produced in the western region. Jiang Hai had never drunk it, but he didn't know whether it could be brewed, so he didn't take it. In the end, he chose three kinds of wine: sorghum, jumi, and barley. The four kinds of sorghum are barrel, and the other three barrels.
There were ten barrels of wine in total. With the help of the servants in Zhang's hometown, these ten barrels of wine were put into his car.
Thanks to Jiang Hai's fondness for driving such big cars, if he really drove a car over, even his Rolls-Royce probably wouldn't be able to fit it in. After getting the ten barrels of wine, Jiang Hai I brought tea leaves and other branches over.
At the same time, he took out a package of things from the car, opened it and looked at it, and then stuffed it into Mr. Zhang's hand.
"Uncle Zhang, take care." Seeing Mr. Zhang's face flashing a smile after taking this thing, Jiang Hai also said with a smile.
"Ahem, it's normal for me to drink this at such an old age, but do you have to drink it for a young person like you?" But is Uncle Zhang so easy to deal with? When he heard Jiang Hai's words, he raised his eyebrows and said to Jiang Hai.
"I'm curious, can't I be curious?" Hearing his words, Jiang Hai couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He was really an old man who didn't want to suffer.
But no matter what, Jiang Hai was very happy when he got what he wanted. After telling Uncle Zhang, Jiang Hai climbed into the car, started the engine and ran home quickly. After returning home, , called Robbins and the others to come over for help, and brought the ten large barrels of wine into a room where they kept it alone. Robbins and the others were originally curious about what it was, but when Jiang Hai opened the lid of the wine, they Not curious anymore, although Robbins and the others also like wine.
But they like the kind of foreign wine that smells good and tastes good when drunk, such as Huaxia's grain wine that is made from beginning to end. They are not used to drinking it, and they can only retreat in the end. After putting the wine away, Jiang Hai is at his home Behind the house, a piece of land was specially opened.
He also used a shelf to build a protective cover to prevent rain and snow. Then he inserted the tea leaves and other plants he had just obtained from Mr. Zhang. Jiang Hai had spent a lot of money this time, for fear that These tea trees are not alive, and the spiritual energy of a scale is specially injected into each tea leaf. Compared with tea leaves, kiwi fruit and beans are much more raw.
After Jiang Hai only injected two pieces of spiritual energy into it, he gave it to Philemon and asked his wife to plant it.