Chapter 250: Tea and Grain Wine

In fact, when it comes to tea, originally in China, the northern regions did not drink much tea. The culture of tea originated from the Shu region. During the Han Dynasty, only people in the Shu region could drink tea.

During the period of the Later Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period, there was no so-called circulating tea. It was not until the Jin Dynasty that as the aristocratic families occupied the country's resources, the style of extravagant enjoyment spread throughout the north and south, and it was at that time that tea developed.

But the earliest tea is boiled tea, which is often seen in some novels of crossing the flow. You need to add goat's milk and salt to it and drink it after boiling. Drinking this way is to supplement the salt you need , iron and other elements.

It was not until the Song Dynasty that we really started to fry and brew tea like in modern times.

From the Song Dynasty down, the modern tea leaves were 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 eliminates cold.

With the opening of the Maritime Silk Road, black tea was also introduced to Europe. The black tea that the British considered the most gentlemanly jewelry was passed on at that time, but Jiang Hai himself didn’t like black tea because he didn’t like to drink bitter ones. thing.

The tea here in Zhang Di includes some black tea, but also some green tea. These tea trees are almost a hundred years old.

And the younger one has been around for ten or twenty years. After all, it is easy to bring tea abroad these years. If you want to bring tea trees, you just have to think about it. He got these things a long time ago. of.

"This is the West Lake Longjing you drink. I also got it from the West Lake. This is Biluochun, which is produced in Dongting Mountain, Taihu Lake, Jiangsu Province. It is not Dongting Lake. The tea tastes good. This is Maofeng of Huangshan Mountain. The best among the peaks is produced in Taiping County, Anhui Province. This is Junshan Silver Needle, produced in Dongting Lake in Hunan Province... This is Liu'an Melon Piece produced in Anhui Province..."

While taking Jiang Hai away, Mr. Zhang introduced his tea leaves. For him, these are his treasures.

And from Jiang Hai's point of view, these are also treasures!

After looking around with Mr. Zhang, Jiang Hai almost finished all the tea trees. There are fifteen kinds of tea trees here, more than two hundred.

Not too much of each. It can be seen that Mr. Zhang is not talking nonsense, and he doesn't think there are too many tea leaves.

"Then I'll pull some branches back to plant." Jiang Hai has aura, he is not worried that the plant will not survive, after listening to Mr. Zhang's introduction, Jiang Hai also made up his mind. He doesn't know much about tea. But he knows. He used to drink 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 Longjing, some Huangshan Maofeng, and some Emei bamboo leaf green. These three kinds of tea are enough. He is not interested in black tea or something. Even the legendary national tea Dahongpao.

Thinking of this, he stretched his hand directly towards the tea tree in front, ready to pull a section back to raise it.

But before he stretched his hand, he was beaten back by Mr. Zhang.

"You just break it with your hands, do you understand you! Forget it, I guess you don't understand either, just stay by the side!" Glancing at Jiang Hai, Mr. Zhang took a deep breath and took it from the side. A small knife came slowly.

Everyone knows that drinking tea is very troublesome if you pay attention to it, but actually picking tea is also very troublesome.

The method of vegetable tea, let alone the experience, the time of picking tea is very particular.

Taking Longjing as an example, the best Longjing is Mingqian Longjing, especially Yuqian Longjing, and then 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 leaves, and the lower the temperature, the better the quality, but the tea leaves are difficult to grow. Good and bad.

According to the climate and solar terms, tea leaves that grow enough to be collected before Qingming Festival are called Mingqian tea. For such tea, it is good to pick dozens of buds on one plant, so the price is ridiculously expensive.

The tea after the Ching Ming Festival and before Grain Rain is called Yuqian tea. The quality of this kind of tea is worse than that of Mingqian tea, but it is much better than ordinary tea. It is called spring tea, or new tea, and the taste is average.

Of course, now that the tea is in the United States, to be precise, the Qingming Festival is over, and the Grain Rain is also over.

Now the tea is not so valuable and delicious, but Mr. Zhang still plays with these things very preciously.

In the end, under Jiang Hai's command, a total of thirteen branches were obtained for Jiang Hai, among which six were from Longjing. He also liked to drink this tea, and he followed his father. His father bought a lot of Longjing tea from China. Tea trees, but most of them died in the first year after being transplanted. The remaining tea trees have reproduced so much, except for some in California, there are only some here.

But after all, there is stock, so the quantity is relatively large, so I gave Jiang Hai some more.

Huangshan Maofeng gave the three branches, and Emei Zhuyeqing gave the four branches. Now that there are too many, he is unwilling to give it. When we were talking about the beef business just now, I didn’t see him so distressed. It can be seen that these things are really his. The apex of the heart.

After finishing the branches, Mr. Zhang took Jiang Hai and left immediately. Of course, before leaving, Jiang Hai also took away a bag of beans and kiwi branches, and prepared to go back to plant them. I don't care too much about these two things, but I don't want to go empty.

With an expression of extreme grief, Mr. Zhang took Jiang Hai to a room on the third floor.

As soon as Jiang Hai opened the door of this room, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol. When he looked up, he found that there were piles of big plastic buckets in front of him. Needless to say, he knew that this It must have been wine.

Needless to say, I know that these should be the grain wine that Mr. Zhang helped him get.

"Boy, you know that these wines are not easy to get. Real grain wine is not easy to get in China now, let alone abroad. I picked these out from the mouth of an old friend of mine. Yes, on the third day after I finished telling you, it was just shipped from San Francisco, you can take it, two barrels for one." Looking at the wine in front of him, Mr. Zhang swallowed, these are all pure grain The wine was all boiled at 70 degrees, and the taste might not be as good as those packaged wines, but if it was used to make wine, thinking of this, he couldn't help swallowing, and his eyes lit up.

"No problem!" Looking at the wine in front of him, Jiang Hai was also happy. Today is really a bumper harvest.

He has a total of seventeen deer whips. He is going to brew four jars of wine, put two in each, and there are nine left. Today he brought five, and he can carry five barrels of wine back. Thinking of this, he thought 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 catties.

One barrel can be used to soak one jar. He took ten barrels back and adjusted it slowly.

He ordered the glass jars for making wine directly, so there was no problem.

On the top of each barrel of wine, there is a piece of adhesive tape, which says in Chinese what the wine is made of.

Basically all kinds of wine are available, sorghum, corn, rice, glutinous rice, barley, wheat, millet, highland barley... They are all available here, but Jiang Hai is not stupid, no matter it is rice or glutinous rice, it is rice wine. Can't soak.

The highland barley is produced in the western region. Jiang Hai has never drunk it, but he doesn't know if it can be brewed, so he still doesn't take it. In the end, he chose three kinds of wines: sorghum, juemi, and barley. barrel, the other three barrels.

There were a total of ten barrels of wine. With the help of the servants in Zhang's hometown, these ten bottles of wine were brought into his car.

Thanks to Jiang Hai who likes to drive this kind of big car, if he really drove a car over, even his Rolls Royce probably wouldn’t be able to hold it. After finishing the ten barrels of wine, Jiang Hai Bring over tea branches and the like.

At the same time, he took out a package of things from the car, opened it for a look, and stuffed it into Mr. Zhang's hands.

"Uncle Zhang, take care." Jiang Hai also said with a smile as he watched Mr. Zhang accept the item with a smile on his face.

"Hey, it's normal for me to drink these at my age, but do you want to drink at your young age?" But is Uncle Zhang so easy to deal with? Hearing 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 being a little embarrassed, he was really an old man who refused to suffer.

But no matter what, Jiang Hai got what he wanted, and he was very happy. After talking to Uncle Zhang, Jiang Hai climbed into the car, started the engine and ran back home quickly. , called Robbins and the others to come over to help, and brought the ten barrels of wine into a room they kept alone. Robbins and the others were curious about what it was, but when Jiang Hai opened the lid, they immediately Not curious anymore, although Robbins likes wine too.

But they like the kind of foreign wine that smells good and tastes good, like Huaxia's grain wine from the beginning to the 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 against rain and snow, and then he inserted the tea leaves and other plants that he had just obtained from Mr. Zhang. Jiang Hai spent a lot of money this time, I'm afraid These tea trees are not long-lived, and a piece of aura of scales is deliberately injected into each tea plant. 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 told his wife to plant it. (To be continued.)

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