One jin of fresh tea was fried into two taels of dry tea.
Mrs. Abby, in accordance with Liszt's requirements, repeatedly stir-fried the tea leaves with her palms over a small fire. After about an hour of stir-frying, the tea leaves had curled and dried up.
Because he didn't know what temperature was right and how to fry it, Liszt put the tea leaves into the gem space to keep them fresh.
He only took out one jin of fresh tea for the experiment.
The fried tea leaves were spread out to cool, and the next day, Liszt tried to make a cup.
When he watched the curled and dried tea leaves slowly stretch out in the crystal cup as if they were alive, and the color of the tea gradually turned pale yellow and green, he only felt that success was beckoning.
Sure enough.
When the tea cooled a little, he immediately began to taste it.
After entering the mouth, the familiar taste of tea instantly exploded on the taste buds of the tongue. His heart flashed, and his eyes were even a little astringent: "Tea, I drank it! This is really tea … Although it is a little bitter and the quality is not very good, it is indeed tea! "
Two taels of dry tea can make about ten cups of tea.
There is still one jin of fresh tea in the gem space, which can be fried into a total of four taels of dry tea, which is equivalent to about twenty cups of tea.
"One cup a day, I can only drink it for twenty days. After three months, I should be able to pick the summer tea, another twenty cups; it seems that I can pick it again in autumn, another twenty cups. That is to say, I can drink sixty cups of tea a year! "Liszt thought about it and felt that it could not be calculated like this.
The tea leaves have been drunk, what should he do in the future: "My goal should be to cultivate tea trees, but … who can tell me how to grow tea trees?"
Should I rely on cuttings?
Or direct seed planting?
He didn't know much about it. In his memory, he didn't seem to have heard of tea blooming and bearing fruit.
"Forget it, let's wait and see if the tea leaves will bloom and bear fruit. If they can bloom and collect the seeds, we will start sowing next year; if not, we will use cuttings to plant green tea trees next year."
Tasting the pure tea.
Liszt has decided to breed tea trees on Black Horse Island. Even if he does not promote tea culture, he should plant a tea garden and make tea for himself.
A cup of tea was drunk.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he clearly felt that his body seemed to have relaxed a little. The grease of the big meat dishes seemed to have been dissolved by the tea.
During the banquet, he had a good appetite and ate an extra piece of World of Warcraft meat.
…
It was left hanging for a few days.
Through Zambrotta, the Lord Knight knew that he had come to Flower Town. He was anxious but reserved at the beginning, then only irritated, and now full of disappointment.
Liszt decided to meet Charles Pitfall.
In any case, on the Coral Island, the aristocrats still recognized him as a Chevalier Knight, and etiquette should not be lacking.
"Sir Charles, how do you feel after staying in Flower Town for a few days?" Liszt wore the standard smile of an aristocrat as he rocked the rocking chair under the apple tree that had just sprouted and was about to bloom.
Today's weather was not bad, it was quite sunny and windy.
Charles sat upright on a stool. Liszt's reception made his disappointed heart restless again: "Sir Baron, Flower Town has a great future!"
"Many people say so, including my father and my grandfather, Marquis Merlin." Liszt seemed very casual, not deliberately showing off. "When I first came to Flower Town, it was like many small towns without a lord, living in hunger and cold."
"It was your arrival that brought a happy life to the civilians of Flower Town." Charles sincerely praised.
"A person's destiny, of course, depends on their own struggle, but also the historical process … Sorry, you may not know much about history."
Liszt picked up the glass of milk and motioned to Charles to drink milk.
He took a sip to moisten his throat.
He continued: "The development of Flower Town cannot be separated from my leadership, but it also cannot be separated from the support of Tulip Castle. Slave trade, seafood, flower soap, flower wine. The market is big, but you have to integrate into it to see the wider world. So, Sir Charles, what do you see? "
"I …" Charles did not understand what Liszt was talking about for a while.
In fact, he was just being mysterious.
Liszt did not give him time to think and said directly: "I heard that you are a veteran Elite Earth Knight, with superb fighting skills and powerful strength. Recently, my talent has also begun to show, and I have defeated more than one Elite Earth Knight. Why not practice a sword fight? "
"Since Sir Baron is interested, Charles is willing to accompany Sir Baron to practice sword fighting."
"Don't hold back, I can defeat the Elite Earth Knight, this is not a joke." Liszt pulled out a long steel sword and walked to the grassland. Now that he is thinking about going to the battlefield, he will never miss the opportunity to fight against the Elite Earth Knight.
Charles, who was about forty years old, took the long steel sword handed by the servant, and his temperament suddenly changed. There is a vague demeanor of a strong man, more imposing than Markus.
The two men, one with fire attribute and the other with thunder attribute, are ready to fight.
"Great Fire Wave!"
The first move was a fierce attack. This was Liszt's style. A random punch could kill an old master. No matter how exquisite one's dou skills were, one only needed to rely on the abundant dou qi that came from taking potions to attack.
Charles' sword flashed with lightning, quickly breaking through the sky full of flame fighting energy, and directly hit Liszt's head.
Steady, accurate, and fierce.
With this move alone, Liszt dared to conclude that Charles is stronger than Markus and Paris without transformation. However, this level alone is not enough to scare Liszt.
His blood was even more boiling, and his fighting energy exploded. He wanted to burst out all at once, "Fire Dragon Sweep!"
Dang!
The long swords collided, and sparks flew everywhere. There are not only flame sparks, but also electric sparks.
Liszt's body wrapped in fire attribute fighting energy was still hit by a little thunder attribute fighting energy. He felt a slight numbness in the part that was hit.
It is not to the extent that it affects the action.
"Fire Dragon Roll!"
Another huge wave of fighting energy burst out. Liszt's momentum is even fiercer, pressing down on Charles. The seemingly rough fighting technique attack method is meticulous in its roughness. He always pays attention to Charles' counterattack. He mixed in the transformation of the real and the false, and from time to time a subtle sneak attack.
Such a fierce fighting style only caught Charles unprepared, and he gradually lost his physical strength. He wanted to fight back, but he was surrounded by flames and did not know how to fight back.
Although his defense was still tight, he felt extremely depressed. He felt that he is not facing an Earth Knight, but a domineering Sky Knight.
However.
After all, he is a veteran elite Earth Knight who has been on many battlefields. His eyes are bright, looking for any space to fight back.
He firmly believes!
Fierce attacks have never been able to last.
However, this reason is invalid in front of Liszt. He suddenly shouted, "Prairie Fire Cut!" The fine steel long sword turned into a fan-shaped fire rain, madly attacking Charles.
When Charles just withstood this explosive attack, he shouted again, "Heart of Fire Dragon Drill!"
This time, the fine steel sword turned into a fire dragon, rolling up the fire attribute magic scattered in the surroundings of the Prairie Blazing Fire Slash. With a thrust of the sword, the huge fire dragon transformed from Dou Qi crashed into Charles' body.
Boom!
Charles' firm defense is like paper, no longer able to maintain. The long sword suddenly left his hand, and the leather armor in front of his body was heavily bombarded by the fire dragon. His whole body, like the long sword, flew into the air.
He flipped a few times and fell heavily to the ground.
His eyes were seeing stars, and he was dizzy from the fall. When he slightly recovered from the dizziness, he suddenly found that there was a red hot fine steel long sword on his neck.
The tip of the sword is hot, as if it can burn his skin at any time.
The owner of the sword, with his back to the sun, could not see his face clearly, but his figure under the light was tall and straight, making people can't help but want to surrender.
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