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Under the leadership of Qiao Yujiang, everyone walked on the ancient plank road.

Sure enough, the ancient plank road is extremely steep, the ancient plank road is built on the cliff, and all the support points are made of hardwood of more than 20 centimeters, inlaid into the rocks, and the wooden planks are laid on top to fix it.

When people walk on it, the whole plank road makes a creaking sound, and some places still shake non-stop.

Standing on the ancient plank road, the entire reservoir can be seen at a glance, the lake and mountains are beautiful, the blue waves are rippling, and the peaks on the opposite side are like a fairyland. Looking at this beautiful scenery is refreshing.

On the cliff of the ancient plank road, there are many inscriptions and poems left by the ancients, and there are many caves. These caves carved in the cliffs have stone tables and stone benches, and there are many ancient chess boards and small games left on the stone tables. It seems that in ancient times, when people were tired of walking, they would go to the stone room to play chess and drink.

On the walls of other stone chambers, they carved many Buddhist gods, arhats, and bodhisattvas. The subtle and slightly warped carving is very realistic.

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at Qiao Yujiang and said: "What a good tourism resource, you don't even know how to use it, the scenery and monuments of this ancient plank road are definitely not worse than the scenery of the peaks of Gu Mountain." ”

Qiao Yujiang hurriedly said: "County Magistrate Ouyang, our work is not in place. ”

The entire ancient plank road, everyone walked for an hour and a half, and the scenery along the way made everyone fascinated. No one thought that the scenery of the ancient plank road would be so beautiful.

When everyone got off the plank road, it was a small village, and the sweet fragrance of tea came to the face, which made people feel intoxicated.

The tea farmers in the village are roasting tea.

On the hillside in the distance, beautiful girls, dressed in red clothes and green pants, babble and sing ancient songs while picking tea. The fragrance of tea and singing are more beautiful.

The bamboo sea in the distance is verdant, and the breeze blows, making a rustling sound.

The topography of Beifeng Township is the southern foot of the Gushan peaks, and the climate is warm and humid. The scenery is more secluded and beautiful than the peaks of Gushan Mountain, and it is very charming.

This small mountain village is called Fengjian Village. It is famous for producing peak and blue wave spring tea.

The whole small mountain village is divided into two by the path down from the ancient plank road, and the central street of the village is all paved with bluestone slabs, which is very ancient. The shops on both sides are almost all roasting tea, and the light and elegant fragrance of new tea permeates the entire small mountain village, refreshing and intoxicating.

The people who roast tea in each shop are sixteen or seventeen-year-old beautiful girls, who stretch out their little hands as white as jade, and sing the song of roasting tea while frying tea, beautiful as elves.

Legend has it that the person who roasts tea must be a beautiful girl who has never been married, so that the elegant aroma of spring tea and the innocence of a girl rely on each other in the process of roasting tea. The fresh tea leaves will be more fragrant and elegant in the palm of the girl's hand.

Ouyang Zhiyuan stopped in front of a shop called Jiangnan Chunbo, and was immediately attracted by a beautiful girl who was roasting tea.

The girl is about eighteen or nineteen years old, her whole body is pure and pure, her skin is as delicate as white jade, under the black and long eyelashes, a pair of big eyes with a hint of shyness, a full and noble forehead, eyebrows like a thin moon, a straight nose with crystal beads of sweat, and a ruddy little mouth singing an ancient roasted tea song with excellent charm. The breeze blew, and the black and shiny hair fluttered in the wind, revealing a slender jade neck.

It's beautiful.

Ouyang Zhiyuan walked over with a smile, looked at the girl and said, "Hello." ”

When the girl heard someone coming to say hello, she raised her long, black eyelashes, a hint of shyness flowed from her face, and said softly, "Hello." ”

A red-faced man in his forties next to the girl hurriedly stood up and said, "Guests are here." ”

From the back of the shop came a beautiful middle-aged woman in her thirties, who seemed to be the wife of the man.

The red-faced man smiled: "Guests, come in and sit." ”

The red-faced man moved over a few bamboo chairs and placed them next to the tea table.

The middle-aged woman brought over a set of tea sets and skillfully made tea for the guests.

Qiao Yujiang walked over and said with a smile: "Lin Shan, your family's tea harvest is not bad this year, right?"

This red-faced man named Lin Shan, when he saw that it was Qiao Yujiang, secretary of the township party committee, hurriedly said, "Secretary Qiao, hello." ”

Qiao Yujiang said with a smile: "Come, let me introduce you to you, this is the Ouyang County Magistrate of our county." ”

When Lin Shan heard that this handsome and dashing young man turned out to be the county magistrate, he couldn't help but be stunned, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Oh my God, such a young county magistrate.

The girl who fried the tea was Lin Shan's daughter, named Lin Xiangxin, and she was also surprised to hear that this young man who was about the same age as herself was the county magistrate.

Lin Shan hurriedly stretched out his hands, held Ouyang Zhiyuan's hand and said, "County Magistrate Ouyang, hello." ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan smiled: "Hello. ”

Qiao Yujiang looked at Ouyang Zhiyuan and said: "County Magistrate Ouyang, the peak tip of the blue spring fried in Lin Shan's house is the best tea in our Beifeng Township, with a green color, elegant and long aroma, and refreshing people's hearts. ”

Lin Shan hurriedly took over the tea set from his wife's hand and personally made tea for Ouyang Zhiyuan.

"Alas, what's the use of the best tea, and the price can't be sold?"

Lin Shan sighed. At this time, Lin Shan had already made tea and served a cup to each leader.

The delicate fragrance comes out of the teacup, refreshing, refreshing, refreshing, full of relish, and endless aftertaste.

"Good tea, good tea!"

Ouyang Zhiyuan felt that the tea in Lin Shan's family and Xie Shiran's father, Xie Zhan's family, had their own characteristics and were equally divided. Ouyang Zhiyuan had seen Xie Kang's fried tea, and was very familiar with the Xie family's process of stir-fried tea, and he had studied it for a day.

The aroma of the tea in Lin Shan's house is slightly lighter, and if it can be a little stronger, the taste will be even better.

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at Lin Shan and said with a smile: "Lin Shan, I'll fry a pot of tea and give you a taste, is it okay?"

When everyone heard that the county magistrate Ouyang wanted to fry tea, they were all stunned, and the county magistrate Ouyang would also fry tea?

Lin Shan and Lin Xiangqi also felt very surprised.

Lin Shan said with a smile: "Welcome to County Magistrate Ouyang's guidance." ”

As he spoke, he took a small bag of tea that had been processed and handed it to Ouyang Zhiyuan.

Lin Xiangqi changed a medium-sized iron pot for Ouyang Zhiyuan to use.

Several directors under Ouyang Zhiyuan thought that Ouyang Zhiyuan's roasted tea was just a novelty and wanted to give it a try.

Ouyang Zhiyuan smiled and poured the tea leaves into the iron pot and began to slowly fry the tea.

The technique of roasting tea is very complex, and it is generally divided into copying, teasing, shaking, belting, squeezing, throwing, straightening, expanding, buckle, grabbing, pressing, and grinding.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's gesture was copied, and he walked a graceful arc, which was a flirtatation, and then with a shake of one hand, all the tea leaves were evenly sprinkled into the iron pot.

Lin Shan and Lin Xiangqi looked at Ouyang Zhiyuan's roasting of tea like a colleague, and their faces showed extremely surprised expressions. Unexpectedly, County Magistrate Ouyang turned out to be a master of roasted tea.

Ten minutes later, the delicate aroma of tea leaves emanated from the pot.

At this time, a high-end Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of Lin Shan's store, and a middle-aged man in his fifties walked out of the car. As soon as he got out of the car, he smelled the aroma of tea fried by Ouyang Zhiyuan, and his face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

Good tea! The fragrance of tea in Linshan's shop is not the taste? Could it be that Linshan has invited a master of roasted tea?

Half an hour later, Ouyang Zhiyuan's speed began to speed up, and the temperature in the iron pot slowly dropped, at this time, the shape of the tea leaves in the pot became columnar when opened, and the fragrance of the tea became more intense.

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Ouyang Zhiyuan's mouth. Hehe, I didn't learn this craft in vain in Xie Zhan's house, and I didn't expect to meet the opportunity to display my talents here.

Ouyang Zhiyuan quickly took out a small bottle from his arms, poured a little powder into the iron pot, and then quickly stir-fried the tea leaves, the aroma of the tea leaves in the pot became more intense, and the newcomers were heartfelt.

Several officials under Ouyang Zhiyuan are all masters of drinking tea, and they are in the office, just drinking tea and reading newspapers. Now the aroma of this new tea, I have never smelled it before.

The eyes of Lin Shan and Lin Xiangqi showed extremely shocked surprise and a hot light.

Yes, this kind of sweet aroma can't be fried by yourself. It's the same tea.

The middle-aged businessman stared at Ouyang Zhiyuan's method of stir-frying tea with his eyes, his expression was a little excited, and his lips trembled.

Good tea! I didn't come in vain today.

The spring tea artificially fried by this young man is definitely the best of the best. I must have tried to get this young man to go with me, and I paid him a high salary.

The final process arrived. Ouyang Zhiyuan's hands became quick. The fragrance of the tea leaves in the pot slowly became elegant, but the smell was even more intoxicating.

The final process is called closing the pot, also known as collecting incense, which is to converge the aroma essence of the tea into the inside of the tea.

An hour later, Ouyang Zhiyuan's pot of tea was finally copied.

Ouyang Zhiyuan slammed his strength, only the entire tea pot was reversed, and the tea leaves inside were poured onto the mat woven with fresh bamboo.

When everyone saw it, their eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise. All the tea leaves have become garden pillars, and each tea leaf is even more verdant and green, crystal clear.

Ouyang Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Lin Shan, let's make tea, everyone present can taste it, you can't put too much in the teacup, just five or six tea leaves." ”

Lin Shan and the incense chime hurriedly took out more than a dozen glass cups, put five or six tea leaves into each quilt, and poured them into the cups with hot water of about 80 degrees.

As the hot water was poured into the cup, through the glass wall of the teacup, people saw that the five or six tea leaves all became leaf tips facing upward, slowly rotating, and the tea leaves that had originally become cylindrical shapes, under the hot water bubbles, all the leaves were stretched, like the Lingbo fairy caressing and stretching the sleeves and dancing.

Oh my God, it's so beautiful. It's amazing how those tea leaves can dance and stretch their sleeves under the swirling action of water.

The middle-aged businessman had a look of shock in his eyes.