Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Frying tea leaves is not difficult, simple but not simple, as long as you are skilled, you can do it well, and the only tools used are pots.

All the tools in the space are well equipped, and there is a pot that can be used to fry tea in the kitchen of the cabin.Xiao Bai, the almighty space steward, tried several times with his dog's paw, and he fryed several pots of tea, and finally succeeded once.

When Gu Rong came home, he smelled the smell of tea in the room. Fang Yan was sitting on the coffee table making tea. Seeing him coming back, he immediately waved to him: "Brother Gu, come here and try this. How does the tea taste."

"tea?"

Gu Rong took off his coat, put down his bag, and walked over curiously.There was a tea set on the coffee table. Fang Yan just bought it. He poured the hot water into the purple clay teapot. The water was poured out the first time, and the hot water was poured into the house. Then he poured out the first cup of tea and handed it to the cup. Gu Rong.

Gu Rong took it and smelled it, and asked, "What kind of tea is this?"

Fang Yan was silent for a while, and shook his head: "I don't know either."

"..."

"It's in the space. It was given to me by Grandpa Wen before. It is estimated to be a variety of green tea." Fang Yan said, "Xiao Bai tried the finished product only after an afternoon. Brother Gu, how do you taste it?"

Gu Rong took a sip.

The tea was hot, but it also stimulated the fragrance of green tea, leaving the fragrance on the lips and teeth, and the aftertaste was endless.

Gu Rong smashed his mouth, sighed, "This is used to make tea eggs, and it will taste very good."

"Tea eggs?" Fang Yan's eyes lit up and immediately contributed the remaining tea: "Then Brother Gu, let's try it."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Xiaobai, who was lying in front of the French window, suddenly screamed aggrievedly, holding his paw to doubt life.

Did the tea leaves that were fried with such great effort turned into tea eggs in the end?!

Xiao Bai's mood suddenly became complicated.

Gu Rong went to the bedroom to change his clothes, and Fang Yan took out the eggs stored in the space. The two enthusiastically started making tea eggs.

Compared to fried tea, tea eggs are better. Gu Rong checked the method online and quickly set up a pot to boil the eggs.

The scent pierced through the gap in the window and spread to the next room.

Professor Huang was reading a piece of economic paper, and suddenly he smelled a scent, and he suddenly flooded his saliva. He couldn't help but raised his head and asked, "Old lady, are you making tea eggs?"

The teacher came out of the kitchen after hearing the sound: "It's not me, the smell is coming from outside, it's probably Fang Yan and the others doing it."

"Fang Yan?" Professor Huang lowered his head to ponder, and suddenly couldn't sit still: "I smell this. It shouldn't be ordinary tea. No, I have to go and see. They don't use good tea to make tea. It's an egg, it's a violent thing."

The mother hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, what excitement did you want to live in in the past? People's tea, what they want to do, that's all people's business, what are you going to do?"

"I have to stop them!" Professor Huang hurriedly walked out: "It's a shame to use such a good tea to make tea eggs. I have to ask if I have some for my old man."

The teacher couldn't stop him, so he had to go, and by the way, she wondered what she would do to apologize.

When Professor Huang rang the doorbell, Gu Rong’s pot of tea eggs was just out of the pot. Fang Yan opened the door and said with a surprised expression: "Professor, you came just right. Brother Gu just made a pot of tea. The egg."

Professor Huang probed inside, smelling a clearer tea fragrance, and suddenly desperate: "Tea eggs?"

"Yes."

"What tea did you use?"

"It seems to be a kind of green tea." Fang Yan said as he walked inside: "The tea leaves used to boil tea eggs are effective. I smell it better than ordinary tea eggs."

Professor Huang was even more desperate.

He followed Fang Yan and walked into the room. When he passed the small coffee table in the living room, he immediately turned around and walked over there.

Professor Huang twisted the tea leaves to look at it, smelled it, saw hot water next to him, and unceremoniously started to make a pot of tea for himself.When the hot tea entered his throat, he couldn't help but sigh: "Good tea!"

"Professor, do you like it? Then take some for a while." Fang Yan said, "There are quite a few at home, and Brother Gu and I don't really like to drink."

Not only is it not very fond of drinking, but also used to make tea eggs.

When he thought of the tea that had become an ingredient in the process of cooking tea eggs, Professor Huang suddenly felt his heart and drank a sip of hot tea.

A good tea is a good tea, and an egg is also a good egg. Even the boiled tea eggs are much better than ordinary tea eggs.

When the mother came out of the kitchen with the last dish, she heard the doorbell ringing outside. She hurriedly went to open the door and saw her old man carrying a bag of tea eggs in his left hand and a bag of tea in his right hand, returning home full of loads.

"You are..."

Professor Huang hurriedly squeezed in: "Quickly, get my tea can, I want to put tea."

Fang Yan didn't even have a tea tin in his house. The tea leaves were packed in a fresh-keeping bag from the kitchen, which was a pain to Professor Huang.

Putting the baby tea into the tea caddy, Professor Huang held his own tea caddy and looked left and right. He was very happy.

The teacher complained to him: "Are you embarrassed to take everything from other people's children? Fang Yan has helped us so much. You still have one bag on the left and one on the right. Don't you have this old face?"

Professor Huang knew that he was wrong, but he couldn't help but said: "These are all good things. You can bear to watch them both ruin this good tea..."

"That's also someone else's business." The mother said in an annoyed manner: "How come you have such a thick skin when you meet someone who eats and drinks?

Professor Huang confided and said: "After that, Fang Yan wants to ask for leave, so I won't stop him. He can ask for as long as he wants. If the counselor doesn't approve it, I will ask him for the counselor."

The teacher was completely speechless.

"Fortunately, Fang Yan's child is kind and doesn't care about this, otherwise your reputation will be lost." The teacher looked at him holding the tea can and couldn't help but said, "It's so good? Give me a cup too. Try it."