Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

After Cheng Yuntao sat down, she tugged at Jiang Yu's robe, signaling him to sit down as well. Jiang Yu obediently sat beside her, and then Cheng Yuntao explained to Li Fu with a smile on her face.

"Yes, Uncle Li, this is a good friend who came to Junhua City with me. He is also quite interested in the tea ceremony."

"He's new here, and he doesn't know anyone in Junhua City. I thought since we're going to have tea with Uncle Li today, why not bring him along? It would be more lively and fun for us all to drink tea together, right?"

After understanding the situation, Li Fu took the initiative to add another cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Yu.

"Very good, very good. Since they are friends brought by Miss Cheng, I, Li, will naturally treat them warmly."

"Besides, I see this young man has an upright figure and a heroic demeanor. I think he is a capable man. It would be a good thing to get to know him."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Miss Cheng, please try the tea I brewed today."

Li Fu gestured with his hand, his eyes hinting at expectation.

Since he had already spoken, Cheng Yuntao naturally didn't want to offend him. Besides, she had been walking all the way and her mouth was already dry, so she wanted to moisten her throat.

After taking a sip of the tea, Cheng Yuntao raised her eyebrows in surprise and said leisurely, "Today's tea is the best Jin Jun Mei!"

Li Fu clapped his hands excitedly and exclaimed, "Yes, yes, this is the best tea I have kept in my collection! Miss Cheng's taste is truly sharp!"

"I wonder if Miss Cheng knows anything about Jin Jun Mei. Is the brewing method I used today appropriate? If there are any shortcomings, I hope Miss Cheng can point them out to me."

Although Li Fu is old, he is still thirsty for knowledge. When faced with areas where he is lacking, he does not rely on his seniority but asks for advice humbly. Cheng Yuntao is very happy to discuss with such a person.

"Jin Jun Mei is a black tea, and its production process involves four steps: withering, rolling, fermentation, and drying."

"Withering aims to evaporate the tea leaves' moisture appropriately, making them soft and easier to roll into strips, increasing the tea's strength, reducing the grassy aroma, and increasing the freshness and aroma. Rolling aims to disrupt the tea leaves' internal structure to promote fermentation, laying the foundation for color, aroma, and flavor, while also compacting and shaping the leaves, which facilitates the rapid extraction of ingredients during brewing and increases the strength of the tea."

"Fermentation is the most critical step, relying heavily on the tea maker's experience and precise control of the process. Even subtle differences can significantly impact the tea's flavor. Drying, the final step, uses high temperatures to terminate fermentation, solidify the active ingredients, evaporate excess water for easier storage, and help develop the tea's aroma."

Li Fu had some understanding of the tea-making process, but not such a thorough understanding. After hearing this introduction, he nodded frequently, as if thinking about something.

"The dry tea leaves of Jin Jun Mei are small, compact, and delicate, with alternating colors of gold, yellow, and black. The tea soup is golden in color, and the aroma and flavor present a blend of fruit, honey, flower, and potato, creating a rich and charming fragrance."

"The taste is fresh and sweet, with a long throat aftertaste. After more than ten brews, the taste is still full and sweet, the leaves are unfolding, and the buds are fresh, straight, and bright."

“It’s very palatable overall, and the taste caters to most people’s preferences. I like it too.”

After hearing Cheng Yuntao's eloquent introduction, Jiang Yu, curious, picked up the teacup and took a sip. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. This tea was indeed good. The tea flowed smoothly into his throat, and the sweet taste of ripe fruit immediately spread between his lips and teeth, lingering and continuous.

Compared with the common Zhengshan Xiaozhong black tea, the soup of this cup seems to have been delicately softened, and the soft feeling can be clearly felt the moment the tip of the tongue touches it.

At the same time, the rich fruity aroma surges over and penetrates the heart.

The sweet scent wafts through your breaths, and before you know it, a magnificent orchard appears before your eyes, with branches laden with fruits and the air filled with fragrance, and you seem to be strolling leisurely there.

"It seems that Miss Cheng has quite recognized my Jin Jun Mei tea today. If you like it, please drink more." Li Fu picked up the teapot and helped them fill the empty cups.

"By the way, Uncle Li, I brought some yam pancakes. Come and try them."

As she was speaking, Cheng Yuntao opened the oil paper package that had been packed in advance. The yam pancake inside was still emitting a faint heat and looked quite tempting.

Li Fu didn't think too much about it, thinking it was just an ordinary snack. He took it with a smile, tasted it, and exclaimed in praise: "Hmm! This yam cake is really good."

"I don't usually like sweet pastries. Even with tea, I only peel some peanuts. I didn't expect this yam cake to have just the right sweetness. It's so refreshing."

"Miss Cheng, thank you for taking the trouble to bring your own snacks when you come for tea. Actually, there's no need to be so troublesome. You can just call the waiter and place your order."

"I'm just wondering which shop this yam cake is from? Could you tell me the address so I can buy it myself someday?"

Li Fu thought that this was bought by Cheng Yuntao from outside, and was about to ask about the location, but he heard Cheng Yuntao say with a smile.

"Uncle Li, this isn't a snack sold outside. I made it myself this morning. If you like it, eat more. I can bring it back to you tomorrow."

"Actually, the recipe for this yam pancake is very simple. If you need it, I can teach you how to make it so you can try it at home."

A hint of surprise flashed in Li Fu's eyes. He didn't expect that Cheng Yuntao would cook snacks herself.

"I didn't expect Miss Cheng's cooking skills to be so good. I'm in for a treat today. I have to eat more."

The yam pancake tasted really good, and in order to show his support, Li Fu ate a lot of it in one go. Jiang Yu, who was sitting beside him, reached out to take the pancake without making a sound, and also ate a lot of it secretly.

Cheng Yuntao naturally noticed Jiang Yu's little action, gave him a helpless look, and then let him do as he pleased.

It didn't take long before all the yam pancakes on the table were eaten up. Cheng Yuntao crumpled up the remaining oil paper wrappers and threw them into the trash can.

Li Fu rubbed his slightly undulating belly, took a sip of tea, sighed contentedly, and exclaimed with some curiosity.

"You know what, I haven't eaten so many snacks in a row in a long time. It feels really good. I don't know if it's my imagination, but I feel more energetic all over."

Cheng Yuntao did not show off deliberately, but spoke casually as if she was chatting about family matters.

"Didn't Uncle Li tell me yesterday that he hasn't been feeling well in the past two years and hasn't been able to muster the energy to do anything? I was thinking, if drinking that dark, bitter medicine every day is both expensive and hard to swallow, why not try some dietary therapy?"

"So today I made these yam pancakes and sent them to Uncle Li to try. Yams can nourish the kidneys and strengthen the spleen and stomach, and they have a certain conditioning effect on physical fatigue caused by weak spleen and stomach."

"If you find it effective, you can try making it regularly in the future. I have other dietary recipes here that are guaranteed to be delicious and healthy."