The so-called 85 types are actually created by the Huaxia Tea Research Institute.

In history, the China Tea Research Institute has done Dahongpao's "transfer" more than once. It has been done in 62 and 64 years, but the effect is average and it has not attracted anyone's attention.

This time in 1985, the project was considered a huge project. On the occasion of the 40th anniversary of the Tea Research Institute, five Dahongpao trees were secretly brought back. At that time, even the above were hidden and quietly planted in the "Imperial Tea Garden". These five Dahongpao trees were relatively successful in transplanting. Even if they were not as good as the first generation of Dahongpao sub-trees, they were much better than those of the "second generation" and "third generation". After all, there were a group of experts serving like serving the master, and it was strange that they were not successful.

The so-called landlords have no surplus grain. The mother tree Dahongpao, which can be distributed every year by Mr. Shang, is very limited, and it will not support the end of the year. Generally, in this season, it is supported by the child tree Dahongpao, which naturally includes some 85 species.

The reason why he was surprised was because he firmly believed that these 85 kinds were all good teas that could not flow to the market, but Zhou Dong could drink them in one sip, which was a bit magical.

"Xiao Zhou, your tongue is so powerful. You can even drink 85 kinds?"

Mr. Shang smiled and said, "Tell me, how did you drink it?"

"Uh, it's actually very simple, it's nothing to say it out loud."

Zhou Dong gently put down Sancai Cup and said, "If you are in our industry, you won't talk about how you cook for the time being. If you don't have a sensitive tongue, then what kind of cook can you be? Because you can't even eat good or bad, let alone make it for customers to eat.

Don’t be afraid of Mr. Shang, you are laughing at me. Those who are chefs may not take up all the skills of eating, drinking, and having fun, but the skills of eating, drinking are generally not bad...

Let’s talk about your 85 kinds of Dahongpao. Originally, it was a tea species from the south. Even if it could survive in the north, the taste it came out would change slightly. After all, the water in Kyoto is heavy and the air is dry. Dahongpao will inevitably be less mellow and more intense. In the words of the north, it is more "brushing the mouth". The effect of removing greasy is actually better than that of the mother tree Dahongpao. To be honest, it is more suitable for the elderly to drink.

However, the taste is much worse. When you meet a heavy tea drinker, it is better to drink more intense jasmine tea."

Mr. Shang frowned and said, "I said why did they get me this tea? It turns out that it is suitable for the elderly. Are these little guys watching me get old?"

Not accepting the old man is a common problem, so Mr. Shang is no exception. He is naturally a little unhappy when he heard Zhou Dong say this.

"It's not entirely because of this. After all, there are too few mother tree Dahongpao. The first generation of child tree Dahongpao is limited in number, and most of them have to be invested in the market. As for those two and three generations, relatively insufficient control, who dares to give it to Mr. Shang?

Therefore, the 85 species of these plants from the Huaxia Tea Research Institute are more suitable, and they are more personally taken care of by experts. They also use the groundwater from the former Yuquan Mountain site and often sprinkle the land near the tea trees. Therefore, these 85 species are also very expensive, and are actually no less than those first generations. Mr. Shang has also drunk the Dahongpao of the mother tree, so he naturally knows it."

Zhou Dong quickly explained that he could not let Mr. Shang have an opinion on some of the people below because of his words. So wouldn’t he harm others?

"Haha, you're right. To be honest, I'm almost the same as I drink. It's a little bit worse, but I really don't feel what you said."

Mr. Shang laughed when he heard this. The young man was indeed kind.

"If you don't pay special attention, you won't be able to taste the difference. I remind Mr. Shang that he should be able to recall that the first bite of the mother tree Dahongpao is very mellow, and the orchid fragrance is simply to penetrate deep into the body, and the aftertaste is long and sweet.

This first bite, whether it is the first generation of subtrees or 85 species, is incomparable; but when it comes to the second bite and the third bite... then there is basically no difference. Mr. Shang, think about it, is this like this?"

"Haha, it seems to be true when you say this!"

Mr. Shang recalled for a moment and nodded repeatedly.

"Actually, this is the thing about tea. As long as the quality of the tea is not too different, it is actually the difference between the first bite. For example, how much better can Longjing in the Ming Dynasty be than the one before the rain? It's just a bite, or even a half-tip!"

Zhou Dong smiled and said, "In addition to this first sip, if you drink three bubbles, the final sip will be a little different. Mr. Shang recalled, does these 85 types of third bubbles lack a sweet aftertaste? This is because of the different water quality in the north and south, there will be such a nuance.

Apart from these two points, you always drink these 85 kinds of things as mother tree Dahongpao, that's fine, but it's really not a big difference..."

"Not big? You just drank it, and you just took a sip."

Mr. Shang looked at Zhou Dong and laughed: "No wonder you, a young man, is not only the Zhou Dynasty King and the God of Baccarat, but also has a nickname called "Zhou Poisonous Tongue". I didn't believe it at first, but I tried it with this cup of 85 kinds of Dahong Pao. Xiao Zhou, with your powerful tongue, I have a clear idea in my heart..."

"Do you even know Zhou Dushi?"

Zhou Dong was shocked when he heard this. His name Zhou Dushi had not existed for a long time. It was obtained by Chu Dudu diligently after obtaining the tasting skill. However, he did not go to the troubles and no one called him, but he didn't want to even know this.

But it feels normal to think about it. It is too easy to know a person’s detailed information as Mr. Shang, let alone a young master who is like a transparent young man.

But Mr. Shang had a clear idea of ​​what he said, but he really couldn't understand. Although he was confused, he didn't dare to ask.

"Xiao Zhou, are you still used to living in Kyoto? If you have any local conditions, just say it as soon as possible. The doctors around me are still very clever..."

Soon someone brought a few snacks. Mr. Shang drank tea and ate snacks with Zhou Dong, and chatted with him. Finally, he even asked about his parents, the villa built in Ajie Valley, etc. Zhou Dong gradually forgot the identity of the old man, and felt like a nagging old man who retired from the neighbor's house.

Before he realized it was already past 10 o'clock. Mr. Shang looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. Xiao Zhou will stay with me for lunch today, right?"

"Hey, then thank Mr. Shang, I'll just eat here..."

Mr. Shang was also first-class and very friendly. He insisted that Zhou Dong had completely forgotten his identity when he was chatting, so he responded casually.

"Haha, that's great. You know the chef here, Huang Sixia, but since Xiao Zhou, you are here, you can't be idle. You have to show off a few tricks."

Mr. Shang smiled and said, "Let's do this, you two join forces to make lunch today. Let me, the old man, try your good skills, otherwise I will go there for two days before I can eat a tempura, which is not possible."

"I...ah, it's up to you."
Chapter completed!