Chapter 185: Planting tea and trees

Li Zhide didn't stay at the Liu family for long. After all, the transfer of promotion is not a trivial matter, it is complicated and complicated, and it takes a lot of time. So when the yamen runners drove the ox back from the east, Li Zhide got up and said goodbye to Liu Yi and left.

Liu Yi bent down and sent Li Zhide out of the door, then went back to the house and continued to write his invitation.

The wedding date will be in three days. If you don’t give it out today, it’s afraid it will be too late.

Fortunately, their Liu family does not have many relatives, and Liu Yiuan does not have many friends, so there are less than ten copies of the wedding.

There is one copy in Gongsun’s mansion, one copy in Yang Bofang’s mansion, and there is one copy in Du’s mansion. Since Li Zhide is leaving, then forget it. The rest are some distant cousins ​​of the Liu family, who have not left for many years. The kind of invitations are sent, and there may be someone who will come. If it weren’t for Lao Liu insisting on asking for it, Liu Yi would really not want to waste his efforts.

"The boss, an uncle named Yang Bofang came outside the door, and he wanted to see the young master." At this time, Li Biao ran over again and reported to Liu Yiuan.

"Well, I understand." Liu Yi put down his pen and raised his head and smiled at Li Biao, "Abiao, you have done a good job, but next time Uncle Yang comes again, you can bring him in directly. There is no need to come here to report in such trouble. Do you know?"

"Well, A Biao knows, boss." Li Biao nodded, but he really remembered it, but he didn't know.

"How many times have I told you," Liu Yi shook his head lightly and said to Li Biao gently: "You are now a servant of our Liu family and no longer the tenant farmer he used to be, so the title of "Original Family" is no longer suitable. You should call me "Young Master". Do you know? You call it "Young Master."

"Young master, young master! A Biao remembers that boss, A Biao will call the boss 'Young master' in the future, young master." Li Biao followed Liu Yiu and said whimperingly.

"Well, um, A Biao is so smart, let's go quickly." Facing this A Biao, Liu You suddenly felt a headache. It seemed that it was very difficult to train him to become a qualified servant.

When he arrived outside the door, he saw Yang Bofang wearing a lilac silk, standing against a horse, with a calm and comfortable expression.

"Uncle Yang, my nephew is polite here." Liu Yiu walked two steps and bowed to greet Yang Bofang.

"Haha, it's so much a gift. How can we not even need such a gift between our uncle and nephew?" Yang Bofang raised his hand to return the gift. Then he handed the reins in his hand to Li Biao next to him, stepped into the courtyard of the Liu family, turned his head and looked at the situation in the courtyard, relaxed, generous, and rigorous. Then he nodded with satisfaction and said to Liu Yi with a smile: "In just a few days, Yi Yi has built such a grand courtyard. It's really rare. I think the marriage will be here in the next three days?"

"Uncle Yang Mingjian," Liu family and Yang family were considered family friends, so Liu Yi was not polite to Yang Bofang. He walked along with Yang Bofang and said to Yang Bofang with a smile: "The new house was set in a wing room in the backyard, and the furniture was ready. The guest rooms required by the guests had been cleaned. On the night of the wedding, even if someone was hangover, he could rest in the room immediately."

"Uncle Yang, please," Liu Yiuan reached out and invited Yang Bofang into the living room. After sitting down, he brought the newly bought little maid Xiao Xi to bring tea.

"Except for the last time I went to see the water truck with Uncle Gongsun and the others, Uncle Yang hasn't come for some time. I wonder if the matter that my nephew asked Uncle Yang to inquire last time was settled?" Liu Yiuan sat down at Yang Bofang's head and asked Uncle Yang with some eagerness.

"What is the matter about the Ziyang tea tree?" Yang Bofang gently touched the short beard on his chin and chuckled: "I dare not neglect the matter I have entrusted to you. I hope, this is the fresh tea brought from Ziyang."

As he said that, Yang Bofang took out a small bamboo tube from his arms, handed it to Liu Yi, and said to Liu Yi: "This is a tea cake that I just picked from the tea tree and steamed from the tea tree yesterday. One is cooked and cooked to taste it. However, this newly made tea leaves usually have no taste, so don't give you too much hope."

"Thank you, Uncle Yang." Liu Yi took the handpiece with both hands, opened it, picked up a piece of tea cake and watched it. The branches were slurry and the slurry ball was not as good as the "Ziyang Maojian" in later generations.

"Xiao Xi," Liu Yiuan called the little girl, handed her the new tea cake, and ordered: "You go to the kitchen to cook this tea cake. I and Uncle Yang will eat this tea together later."

"Yes, young master." Xiao Xi took the bamboo tube with both hands, responded gently, then turned around and left, heading straight to the kitchen. They had learned how to make tea and simmer tea in "Xifang", so Liu Yi didn't need to give a special explanation.

"How about the tea tree?" After Xiaoxi left the door, Liu Yi asked Yang Bofang again.

"The tea leaves have been brought back, so the tea tree is not a problem." Yang Bofang glanced at Liu Yiyi and said, "But, you really want to plant all your 150 hectares of fields into tea trees? Uncle Wei had eaten the tea leaves last night. They tasted cold, bitter, fragrant, and could be eaten, but they were not considered good tea. Isn't it a bit too risky to do this?"

Yang Bofang was very puzzled. Why did Liu Yi think about planting tea trees in the new fields? And one type was 150 hectares? In Yang Bofang's eyes, although the current trend of eating tea is prevalent, doing tea business is not a good business to make money. It is really inappropriate for Liu Yi to invest so much in this.

"Uncle Yang, don't worry, this nephew has a sense of dedication." Liu Yi picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of the civilian tea in his bowl, and shook his head gently, but it was slightly better than boiled water.

Finding a field to plant tea trees is an idea that Liu Yi had long been thinking about.

First, he has learned to learn how to grow tea, pick tea, and make tea.

Second, the climatic conditions here in Shaanxi are also suitable for planting tea trees. Among them, Ziyang’s ‘Ziyang Maojian’ tea is the most popular among them. Build your own private tea garden. I feel excited when I think about it.

Third, the most important point is that the Tang people have good tea, and their tea making methods are still on the most crude and primitive method of steaming green rice ball cake tea. If he was asked to finish the green and make tea with any of the four methods of modern fried green, baking green, steaming green, or drying green, the tea produced will definitely sweep the entire Tang Dynasty in a short time. By then, the days when he will make money will not be far away.

"My nephew knows a tea-making method that is different from the past," Liu Yiuan put down the tea bowl and explained to Yang Bofang to calm down: "The tea produced by the same kind of tea will be dozens of times better than the current tea. Therefore, my nephew is confident that he will make a big article on this tea."

"That's the case, then Uncle Wei will be relieved." Yang Bofang's eyes lit up, but he also tactfully endured not asking why this method was. He smiled and said to Liu Yiu: "Uncle Wei is looking forward to tea that is dozens of times better than now."

Yang Bofang naturally chose to believe Liu Yi's words. After all, Liu Yi did too many things that he couldn't believe but had to believe during this period. He believed Liu Yi's abilities without doubt.

"Young Master, Mr. Yang, the tea is ready." At this time, Xiaoxi came in from outside, holding a pot of fresh tea she had just cooked.

He put the teapot on the table, took two new tea bowls, washed them, poured a cup for Liu Yi and Yang Bofang, handed them in front of them, and put them away the tea bowls they used before.

"Uncle Yang, please," Liu Yi picked up the tea bowl and signaled to Yang Bofang. Then he put the tea bowl lightly to his mouth, blew it lightly, and took a sip. It was not fragrant enough and the bitter taste was too strong.

"Yeah, it's not bad!" Yang Bofang put the tea bowl on the table and praised: "It's fragrant and mellow, and it tastes better than last night. It seems that your girl has a good tea-making skills."

"It's good if Uncle Yang likes it." Liu Yi shook his head and chuckled. Drinking this kind of cake tea is so beautiful. If he had to drink fried green-type sharp-leaf tea, I wonder what would happen? Liu Yi was looking forward to it.

"I wonder when my nephew will get that tea tree, and what do you say about the price?" Liu Yiuan also put the tea bowl on the table and asked Yang Bofang softly.

"Tea seedlings, there are so many tea seedlings on the mountain. Each plant costs five cents, and it will cost as much as you want. If your nephew really wants it, I will ask someone to transport it to you tomorrow." Yang Bofang spoke up and took it over and responded to the matter.

"Then it's a blessing for Uncle Yang." Liu Yiuan bowed to Uncle Yang and said, "After a while, my nephew will go and calculate, and see how many tea seedlings are needed in this hundred and fifty hectares of land."

"Well, then this matter is decided." Yang Bofang nodded lightly, took a sip of tea and said to Liu Yiuan: "In addition, Uncle Wei has another thing, for the approaching marriage of the nephew," Yang Bofang paused for a moment, and then chuckled and said: "Uncle Wei and your aunt specially invited the most famous bride-welcoming team in Sanyuan, including drums, ceremonial guards, colored cars and other things to you as gifts to the nephew and the nephew. By the 14th of this month, they will come here to celebrate the nephew, so don't look for another guard."

"Uh, thank you Uncle Yang, that nephew is ashamed of receiving it." Liu Yiuan didn't be polite to Uncle Yang. There is something I said, "I dare not refuse to give it to you, yes, there is a courtesy to follow."

"The boss, Young Master Su Chen is here, and he also brings a white-headed and white-bearded master. The villain brings them all to the yard." Li Biao came in again to report.
Chapter completed!