Traveling through 70's wine

When Wen Qing heard that it was a tractor, she was delighted, but she didn't show it on her face. She asked, "Can I go and take a look?"

Mu Xiaogang nodded, "Of course."

Wen Qing picked up the backpack and followed Mu Xiaogang to a dirt yard outside the city.

Mu Xiaogang opened the gate and let her in.

It turned out to be an old crawler tractor. She went up to check it, pulled the cord to start it, and the tractor made a "booming" sound.

She sat on it and tried to drive. The tractor ran normally, but the engine emitted black smoke and it stalled after a while. She probably had a problem with the carburetor.

Wen Qing nodded and asked, "How much do you plan to sell this tractor for?"

Mu Xiaogang said: "1500 yuan."

Wen Qing said: "It's not easy to take it away. It's too eye-catching."

Mu Xiaogang quickly changed his words: "It can be less."

The two of them haggled for a long time and finally made the deal at 1350 yuan. However, Wen Qing wanted to offset the price with real goods. The village didn't have tickets, so it was inconvenient and impossible to buy anything.

闻晴给出的东西是：麦子3000斤、玉米500斤、大米100斤、盐10斤、白糖10斤、菜籽油20斤、棉布12匹、蛇肉10斤、腊肉50斤、二口铁锅、鸡蛋500个、棉被5床。

The goods would be delivered in two days, and she planned to hurry up and harvest the wheat from the field for them.

Mu Xiaogang was very happy to have traded so many supplies, especially the pots, grain and cloth. There were several families in the village who didn't have iron pots, and he believed they would be very happy to get the pots. Cloth was also what they needed.

Wen Qing took the backpack back, returned to the small hotel, and immediately entered the space.

After checking the wheat field, she found that it was ready for harvest. She had only planted 5 acres of wheat. She drove the harvester for three hours to harvest the wheat and transport it back to the drying dam by the lake. She spread it out to dry and then went to collect the things to be traded.

She looked at the tractor and thought it could still be used after a little repair.

It just so happened that some of the spare parts she got could be used.

The time ratio between space and the outside is 4:1. Two days outside is equivalent to eight days in space. While drying the wheat, she cleaned and repaired the parts she found, wound the copper wire into coils, polished the bearings, and repaired an engine.

Using this time, Wen Qing reclaimed another ten acres of land, and now she has 30 acres of land in her space.

The speed of reclamation is still too slow, mainly because land reclamation cannot be done overnight. It requires turning the soil, picking up stones and grass roots, and turning and drying the deep soil many times before it is suitable for planting.

Once she gets a tractor, she will reclaim all the land in the space.

She threshed the dried wheat, looked at the wheat in the basket and other things placed aside, and left the space.

During these two days, she went out for a walk from time to time to avoid arousing suspicion.

In the evening, she arrived at the same yard as last time, knocked on the door, and Mu Xiaogang opened it.

Wen Qing said, "I've brought the things." Pointing to some baskets under the earthen wall, she said, "Please move the things out. I still want the baskets."

After counting, Mu Xiaogang and Wen Qing moved the things into the yard, put the empty baskets on the tractor, and said, "Uncle, thank you!" With these supplies, the people in the village can have a good new year.

Wen Qing opened the hood and repaired the carburetor a little. Although it couldn't be said to be completely repaired, at least the car could be driven farther.

After closing the hood, she pulled the ignition cord to start the tractor. Mu Xiaogang made way and watched Wen Qing drive the tractor out of the yard and onto the dirt road.

This place is quite remote, with only a dirt road connecting to the highway. Wen Qing found that no one was following, so he drove the tractor to the highway, and after driving for a while, he put it back into the space.

She returned to the small hotel and checked out early the next morning. She changed her makeup, went to the bus station, bought a ticket to Purdue City, and took the bus to Purdue.

It takes three hours to get from Mengguang to Pudu. It was just noon when Wen Qing arrived. This time she dressed up as a young person, mainly because she wanted to visit the tea factory in Pudu. After the ancient tea trees were planted in her space, she planned to make tea.

She asked for the address of the tea factory and went straight to it.

The Pudu Tea Factory was established very early and has always been a famous tea factory on the Ancient Tea-Horse Road, but it was just a workshop.

In recent years, everyone has had problems with food, and tea is produced according to the plan above, so the whole factory looks deserted. Wen Qing first stuffed a pack of cigarettes to the guard and went into the workshop herself.

As soon as she entered the workshop, a sturdy middle-aged man called her: "Young man, what are you doing?"

Wen Qing smiled and took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to him, "I'm here to visit, what's your name, big brother?"

The middle-aged man said, "Get out, get out. This is a restricted area of ​​the workshop. No one is allowed to come in."

He came over and pushed Wen Qing, who stuffed the cigarette box into his hand and asked, "Master, what's your name?"

"No need to tell me your surname is Wang." The middle-aged man put the cigarette box into his trouser pocket.

"I just want to come and visit. It won't bother you."

He took out two ten-dollar bills and stuffed them into the man's hand.

The man then smiled and said, "Okay, come in with me and don't wander around."

Wen Qing followed him into the workshop and met the workers. Master Wang introduced him, "This is my nephew. Come and meet him."

Wen Qing visited each process in the workshop one by one, and kept asking Master Wang about the tea-making process. She gained a preliminary understanding of the tea process from spreading fresh leaves to drying, withering, rolling, drying in the sun, picking yellow leaves, steaming and pressing into shape, and packaging.

Master Wang also talked about the temperature of different tea leaves when withering, the intensity of rolling, and the differences between tea leaves from different tea gardens on the mountains around Pudu.

Every time Wen Qing asked a question, she asked about ideas for making tea, which made Master Wang feel uncomfortable and the atmosphere between them became more relaxed.

Wen Qing asked again: "Master Wang, I heard that Pu'er tea can be divided into raw Pu'er and cooked Pu'er?"

Master Wang said in amazement: "You are well-informed. We have indeed made a Pu'er ripe tea, which tastes different from ordinary raw tea."

I took her to another workshop, which was a spacious workshop with some things piled on the ground, covered with straw. I said, "This is the workshop for making cooked tea. Tea leaves need to be piled up for fermentation. The dried raw tea leaves are pushed to a certain height, watered to generate heat, and naturally oxidized and fermented. The flavor of cooked Pu'er tea is stronger."

Wen Qing: "Just pile it up like this?"

“It’s not that simple. The pile needs to be turned over and over again to allow all the tea leaves to ferment evenly. Temperature and humidity are very important. This technique is not easy to master. Do you think you can learn it just by watching? Impossible,” said Master Wang proudly.

Wen Qing flattered him, and Master Wang said, "The height of the pile is critical to the temperature of the tea leaves. We need to turn the pile 5 or 6 times."

Wen Qing saw several workers uncovering the straw to turn the pile. She watched them carefully and said, "Turning the pile is also very hard work."

Walking to the side of the workshop, Wen Qing saw some female workers breaking down the boiled tea leaves. "Are they drying them?" she asked.

Master Wang said: "After the tea is piled up, the tea blocks are broken up, and then the debris is picked out and then aired."

Finally, we came to a steaming place, where several workers skillfully wrapped the tea leaves in gauze and pressed them tightly on the steam vent.

Master Wang introduced: "This is compression molding. Don't think that everyone is doing this process, but the time and pressure during compression have an impact on the tea leaves."

Wen Qing thanked Master Wang and walked out of the tea factory. She knew that she could only understand the production process of Pu'er tea by just taking a quick look. Whether she could make good tea depended entirely on subsequent practice.

She didn't worry about it. She thought that practice makes perfect. If she accumulated more experience and made more improvements, she would definitely see results.