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Jiang Tian took the buns and took a bite. It tasted really delicious. He had eaten potato stuffed buns and dumplings before. The texture was a bit soft and didn't have much flavor. It needed to be dipped in garlic or soy sauce, which might be better.
But now, the potato buns have a rustic texture, a strong potato flavor, with a slight fragrance, and the taste is particularly good.
Put a piece of pickle inside and take a big bite. The flavors of the two mix together, giving it a unique flavor.
"It's delicious!" Jiang Tian praised.
Grandpa smiled and said, "I didn't expect this potato-filled bun to be so delicious. Anyway, there are so many potatoes. I can make more in the future. Eating potatoes regularly is particularly good for the heart, and can reduce high blood pressure and high blood fat. These are all certified by experts on TV.¡±
Drinking millet porridge and eating steamed buns, this early morning meal makes people feel quite relaxed and happy.
After dinner, grandpa took out the Pu'er tea leaves from the house. Today they are going to fry tea. After all, the tea we often drink cannot be brewed directly by picking the leaves.
After drying all afternoon yesterday, the strong aroma of green grass on the Pu'er tea had dissipated a lot, and the leaves were slightly rolled up. He placed some of the tea leaves on the bamboo grate.
Since it couldn¡¯t be used in the kitchen, my grandfather built a simple stove in the yard, with a few stones on the ground and a large iron pot on top.
There are many things to pay attention to when frying tea. First of all, it needs to be cured. Nowadays, the degree of industrialization is very high. Most machines are used for curing. The drum-type curing machine is constantly rotating, which can save a lot of manpower and material resources and the most precious time. .
"But this is a mountain village after all. Without such conditions, we can only use manpower to complete the project.
Grandpa has already lit the fire and put the wood in it. The flames are baking the bottom of the large iron pot, heating continuously. Soon, you can feel the heat wave surging around. If you get close, you can fully experience it. What does it mean to be grilled well?
Grandpa added a few more pieces of wood. Seeing that the fire was almost done and the big iron pot was already boiling hot, he poured the tea leaves from the bamboo grate into the pot.
Almost as soon as it was poured in, my grandfather¡¯s big hands started tumbling inside.
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Most people can't do it, mainly because it's too hot. The tea leaves are like scalding elves that keep leaving burning heat on the surface of your skin. Moreover, once it's done, you can't stop it, because under the high temperature , the oxidation degree, color, and even taste of tea will change in a short period of time. If you delay, it may turn from high-quality products to defective products.
Jiang Tian watched from the side, feeling very amused. It was the sour smell of the rich heated grass that hit his nostrils, making him feel a little uncomfortable.
¡°Crackling~~~¡±
The sound of tea leaves exploding at high temperatures came from the large iron pot.
"Help me stoke the fire!" Grandpa said.
Jiang Tian quickly stuffed a few more pieces of wood under the pot, and the flames suddenly rose.
The originally large pot of tea leaves gradually shrank, and the water inside was fried out, and then evaporated by the high temperature.
Gradually, the strong sour taste lightened up and was replaced by the fragrance of tea leaves. Perhaps due to the reduction in water content, the color of the tea leaves became more emerald green and looked particularly bright.
Grandpa estimated that the heat was almost done, so he took the bamboo grate and put all the tea leaves in the pot on it. After letting it dry for a while, he started to twist the tea leaves. You could see different marks on the bamboo grate. The little water was rubbed out, and the fragrance of the tea was released, spreading throughout the yard.
Rhubarb was wagging its tail next to it, thinking it was something delicious, and wanted to try it. Accidentally, when grandpa was kneading it, a few tea leaves fell off, and Rhubarb hurriedly ate it.
It¡¯s hot, but it doesn¡¯t have any taste. On the contrary, it¡¯s quite bitter.
Smelling fragrant and tasting unpalatable, Rhubarb¡¯s spirit suddenly became depressed. She lay beside it boredly, looking at the iron pot from time to time and imagining that there was a goose stewed in the iron pot.
After kneading, grandpa put the tea leaves into the pot again for the second time.
After doing this a few times, you can see that the tea has becomeIt will be very small.
During this period of tea-frying, Jiang Tian faithfully became a little worker who added firewood, and was only responsible for adding firewood.
After finishing his work, grandpa placed the tea leaves on a clean bamboo grate to dry.
"Huh, luckily I got a little better at frying tea last time, otherwise it would have been quite laborious." Grandpa exhaled, and the backs of his palms were all burnt red.
¡°There¡¯s one more pot left, let¡¯s continue!¡±
"Would you like to take a break first?"
"No need, I'll finish it early."
Grandpa started the process of frying tea again.
They picked a lot of tea leaves, but after roasting the tea twice, there was only a little left in a plastic bag. When they went to the town, they could buy a tea jar and put it in it.
To briefly summarize, frying tea is to stir-fry a large pot of tea leaves into a pot of tea leaves, and then stir-fry them into a bowl of tea leaves.
Tea drinkers look simple, but frying tea takes a lot of effort. It¡¯s no wonder that machines are now used to fry tea in large quantities, which is convenient, fast and saves time.
By noon, the fried tea was almost dry. Jiang Tian had already boiled the water, put a small handful of tea leaves into the cup, poured in hot water, and the boiling water scalded the originally curled tea leaves. He quickly relaxed, and at the same time, a scent of tea scent wafted out.
When the hot water cooled down a bit, Jiang Tian took a sip. It tasted very good, and there was a process of getting better after drinking it.
"Not bad!" Grandpa commented, and his efforts were not in vain.
The two of them were just sitting in the bamboo shed, sipping tea and looking at the flowers around them. This life was really interesting.
But soon, the quiet atmosphere was broken.
Daniel ran in from outside.
"Uncle Ming, did your family lose money?"
"Ah, what do you mean?" Grandpa asked quickly.
Daniel said angrily: "Many families in the village have lost their money and said it was stolen by thieves. I thought I would come over and ask if your family had been stolen."
Grandpa quickly ran into the house and came out soon, "No, the money is still there. Whose money was stolen?"
"There are a lot of them. Most of them are at the village committee."
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