Divorce in middle age: starting with the manor system

Chapter 209 207, baby grade white tea
Wu Qingfeng looked over.

Unlike the tea area on the other side, there are all kinds of new teas in large quantities and glass bottles.

The quantity here is small, and all kinds of purple sand jars are used.

"You can look at it casually!" Li Chaoyuan said with a smile.

Wu Qingfeng nodded and picked up a purple clay jar at random. After opening it, a faint scent of tea hit his face.

He looked at the tea leaves in the selenium sand pot and was a little surprised.

"Is this white tea?"

"That's right, can you tell how old it is?" Li Chaoyuan nodded, then asked with a smile.

"At least seven years, but it should be less than ten years!" Wu Qingfeng looked at it, thought for a while and said.

White tea is known as "one year is tea, three years is medicine, and seven years is treasure".

For white tea that has been stored for less than three years, the color of the dry tea will not change much, and it will become slightly darker.For white tea that is more than three years old, the outer color of the dry tea will be dark green.

If the age is longer, the color of dry tea will turn brown, and the color of white tea aged more than seven years will be brown.

But the can of white tea in his hand is changing from brown to black, but the color is endless. Although it is mainly brown or half black, there are more or less white, yellow or red mixed in.

That means less than ten years!

White tea is special. As it is stored for a long time, the color of white tea dry tea will gradually deepen and become more and more oily.

And the color will also deepen. If the dry tea color of old white tea is only brown, it may be fake white tea.

"Qingfeng, I didn't expect you to know everything about white tea!" Li Chaoyuan suddenly laughed.

Wu Qingfeng was right, this is a can of eight-year-old white tea.

"What about this pot?" Li Chaoyuan took another pot from the flower stand and handed it to Wu Qingfeng.

Wu Qingfeng put down the tea pot in his hand, took the tea pot handed over by Li Chaoyuan, opened it and smelled it, and was immediately surprised: "Uncle, I didn't expect you to have such a good thing!"

"This is at least 15 years old white tea!"

"Oh? How are you sure?" Li Chaoyuan asked in surprise.

"The scent of medicine won't lie!" Wu Qingfeng laughed.

The aroma of white tea is not deceiving. The tea-green taste in new white tea is more obvious. After one year of storage, the fragrance of honey begins to emerge, that is, it has sweet and fragrant fragrance.

The white tea has been stored for about five years and can smell the fragrance of lotus leaves.

White tea that has been stored for more than seven years has floral and jujube aromas, and a pleasant old aroma when smelled carefully, while white tea that has been stored for more than ten years has an obvious medicinal aroma.

The stronger the medicinal fragrance, the longer the storage time!
Of course, it’s not that white tea is better the longer you store it. The premise is that you know how to store it properly, such as storing it in purple sand jars or tea cans.

If you use plastic bags, let alone ten years, it will be two years. It is not certain whether the tea has a taste or not.

"Not 15 years, but 17 years!" Li Chaoyuan laughed.

Hearing Wu Qingfeng say the word Yaoxiang, he understood that Wu Qingfeng didn't understand tea in general.

"17 years, good stuff!" Wu Qingfeng said in surprise.

"Do you want this can as a gift from me?" Li Chaoyuan looked at Wu Qingfeng with a smile.

"No, it's too precious!" Wu Qingfeng shook his head hastily.

The 17-year-old white tea is definitely not as valuable as his almost 20-year-old mother tree Dahongpao, but it is also rare.

Of course he can't win people's love.

"If you like it, just take it. I still have more than ten cans here, all from the same year and the same batch. If there is only this one can, I will definitely be reluctant." Li Chaoyuan laughed.

Hearing this, Wu Qingfeng took a look at the dozen or so purple sand jars Li Chaoyuan was referring to, and was a little surprised.

However, seeing that there are so many more, Wu Qingfeng nodded: "Thank you uncle!"

"You're welcome, it's just a small return gift. Compared with the mother tree Dahongpao you brought, it's nothing worth mentioning." Li Chaoyuan smiled.

Wu Qingfeng smiled.

Afterwards, under the introduction of Li Chaoyuan, Wu Qingfeng looked at the other tea pots.

Needless to say, Li Chaoyuan is worthy of being a tea drinker. Tea is not inferior to white wine and red wine.

Wuyi Rock Tea ranges from three years to ten years old.

There are also a lot of Chenxiang Tieguanyin, Puer tea, and dark tea, all of which are about three years old to more than ten years old.

Although Wu Qingfeng knew a little about tea, it was the first time he saw such a complete range of tea products.

……

"Uncle, please!"

In the living room, Wu Qingfeng made tea and poured a cup for Li Chaoyuan.

The two had just returned from the basement.

People who love tea will inevitably want to learn how to make tea, so they used the mother tree Dahongpao, mainly because Li Chaoyuan has never tasted it, otherwise he would really be reluctant to part with it.

"Okay!" Li Chaoyuan nodded and picked up the teacup.

Immediately, a cup of tea was poured into the mouth.

The teacup is very small, and only one sip of tea is required. Only by drinking the "Dahongpao" tea in a small pot and a small cup, you can truly taste the charm of Zen tea from the top of the rock tea.

Li Chaoyuan closed his eyes, meditated for more than ten seconds, opened his eyes and looked at Wu Qingfeng with a smile: "Good tea!"

"Live, sweet, clear, fragrant!"

Li Chaoyuan spat out four words.

"Live, the tea soup is lubricated, refreshing and pleasant without astringent feeling, the throat rhyme is clear, the smell is clear and mellow, it makes people relieve dryness, calm down, and make people feel happy."

"Gan, the tea soup returns to sweetness quickly, refreshing and sweet, with a mellow taste, and the bottom of the tongue produces fluid. It really feels like "the tongue always keeps the sweetness to the end of the day"."

"Qing, the tea soup and the color of the leaf bottom are clear and bright. The tea taste is pure and unimpeded, mellow and smooth, and sweet and long-lasting."

"Fragrant, the tea soup in the mouth has a fragrant and fragrant air rushing out of the nose. The aroma of rock tea includes real fragrance, orchid fragrance, delicate fragrance, and ripe fragrance. It leaves sweetness on the tip of the tongue, fragrance on the teeth and cheeks, and refreshes the heart.”

Li Chaoyuan then slowly expressed his feelings and opinions.

"As expected, it is the mother tree Dahongpao that is almost 20 years old."

Wu Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, and then read: "live, sweet, clear, and fragrant."

Recalling Li Chaoyuan's four-character opinion, he immediately nodded to Li Chaoyuan and praised: "Uncle really deserves to be a master of tea ceremony, the four-character opinion hits the nail on the head!"

"Hahaha!!"

"This tea is better, otherwise how can there be such a tea flavor!" Li Chaoyuan laughed.

Wu Qingfeng nodded, indeed.

"Come on, drink tea!" Li Chaoyuan immediately took the teapot and filled it up for himself.

The two of them just drank and chatted, and occasionally Li Xiaoping would interject.

However, for Li Xiaoping, drinking tea is not as good as drinking plain water!

Dahongpao is very resistant to brewing, and it still has a fragrance after brewing for seven or eight times, but when it is brewed for the third time, Wu Qingfeng can't stand it and has to go to the toilet.

When he came back, Li Chaoyuan originally wanted Wu Qingfeng to accompany him to continue drinking.

Seeing Liang Hui wearing an apron with her waist in her waist, she scolded Li Chaoyuan angrily and said, "What do you drink? It's the first time Qingfeng comes here, and you only know how to give him water."

"I drank enough to go to the bathroom!"

"Hurry up, wash your hands and prepare to eat!"

"That's right, mom, what's so good about tea!" Li Xiaoping also echoed.

At this time, Li Ling came to Wu Qingfeng's side, looked at Wu Qingfeng distressedly and asked, "Are you okay?"

"My dad is such a person. Once someone drinks tea with him, it will be endless!"

"It's okay, don't worry!" Wu Qingfeng touched Li Ling's head and smiled.

However, he really couldn't bear it. Although the teapot was not big, after three pots of tea, he was so suffocated that he had to go to the toilet to solve it.

"Qingfeng, are you okay?" Liang Hui looked at Wu Qingfeng and asked with some embarrassment.

"Auntie, I'm fine!" Wu Qingfeng shook his head.

(End of this chapter)