He asked his sword-holding hands to pick a leaf, he was afraid that it would be crushed.

"Master, I don't know."

Han Jing: "······"

Can't you not be able to learn?

Bai Ningxiang looked at the two of them with big eyes and shook her head helplessly, "Brother Yi, don't be embarrassed about Feng Yi. Chopping tea looks simple and requires skill. You can't pull it randomly, nor can you pick it too slowly, otherwise it will easily affect the taste of the tea in the later stage."

Han Jing looked at the yellow buds and leaves on the bamboo mat, then looked at the slender, white and tender tender ches of his sister, and then couldn't help but look at Feng Yi's rough claws, and the hands behind him subconsciously twisted them.

“Give it,”

Feng Yi handed out the bag in his hand with a confused look on his face, and saw the master holding the bag carefully observe it, and finally tied it to his waist.

Feng Yi: "······"

He wants to say whether his master will be beaten to death?

"I'm smarter than him, so I can teach me." Han Jing looked at Feng Yi with disgust, "Go to the tea garden and learn how to pick tea."

Bai Ningxiang just looked at him quietly, her eyes twitching.

She was wearing a black brocade dress, a black embroidered bamboo waist seal, and a fine gem inlaid on the waist seal. No matter how you look, she was dressed like a young man.

He suddenly tied a sack around his waist, which was annoying no matter how he looked at it.

Too disagreeable and a bit eye-catching.

Seeing Feng Yi leaving stupidly, Bai Ningxiang could no longer hold it back.

"Puff, haha..."

Han Jing looked at her unscrupulous smile, looked down at the cloth bag on her waist, and walked to her with subtle eyes, "The tea I picked by myself should taste it, it should be a different taste."

As he said that, he reached out to his arms, jumped up, and stood directly on the trunk.

The whole process, in the blink of an eye, when Bai Ningxiang reacted, the person was already on the tree.

I didn't even have time to scream.

"How to pick it, teach me."

Han Jing held her waist with one hand and bent a branch with the other hand, signaling her to demonstrate to herself.

Seeing Brother Yi’s serious look, Bai Ningxiang was not embarrassed and reached out to hold the branches.

"There are some special things to pick tea. The fingering method alone is divided into several types: fingering, cutting, folding, picking, picking, keeping buds and picking, straight and horizontal picking. Different techniques, the quality of the picked tea leaves is also different, and even the tea picking speed is different."

"The two techniques like finger picking and cutting are usually used to pick tender buds or leaves together. Folding and picking is actually picking with both hands, mainly fast speed. As for picking and keeping buds, just understand them according to the literal meaning. The straight finger picking method is ordinary, and most people can do it. Horizontal picking is just the opposite of straight picking."

Bai Ningxiang said while demonstrating. Han Jing also listened carefully. He always knew that good tea was not easy to get, but he never knew that there were so many things to pay attention to when picking buds and leaves.

"Now we are picking Mingqian tea, just use fingers or cut them. Look at me, as for the front end of the thumb and index finger, pick up the freshly grown buds, and use the fingers to press on, and the tender buds will fall into the palm of your palm."

"If you like to cut, use your nails to cut them, and just pick them off directly. This is also my favorite way of picking."

Han Jing tried it carefully several times according to his sister's demonstration. The few tender buds he had just started were crushed by him. Looking at the sprouts that were pinched orchids in his palm, Han Jing looked embarrassed.
Chapter completed!