Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

In the mist-shrouded mountains, the antique buildings are solemn and quiet, unlike the human world.

Song Qingyou and others followed the villagers and passed through the archway with the words "White Tea Village" written on it, and stopped in front of an old woman with gray hair.

The villager, who was arranged by the village chief to guide outsiders, waved to Song Qingyou and asked her to come forward.

Song Qingyou asked: "Is this -?"

When a villager opened his mouth to answer something, she would translate it for the person behind her.

"This is the oldest old man in the village. He is ninety-one years old. He was carried up the mountain in the morning."

"When worshiping ancestors, young people will be blessed by the oldest old man in the village."

After saying that, the old man held Song Qingyou's hands holding the incense.

The old woman’s hands were very dark, covered with wrinkles and calluses.

She smiled at Song Qingyou, said a long list of blessings, touched the talisman water next to her, and nodded her forehead.

The same goes for the next few people.

This can be regarded as the sincere wishes from the elders to the younger ones, and several people looked very serious.

After receiving the blessing, they followed the procession into the ancestral hall.

The layout inside is similar to that of a temple, except that instead of Buddha statues, there are tablets inside. Next to the table where food is offered, there is also the genealogy of Baicha Village.

Afterwards, the group of people put incense into the incense burner and followed the villagers to worship the tablets.

After asking the villagers, Song Qingyou learned that Baicha Village does not worship any gods or Buddhas, but only worships ancestors, so those tablets represent their ancestors.

After coming out of the ancestral hall, a group of people walked around the ancestral hall and walked to the back.

Only then did a few people realize that there was actually a small lake behind the ancestral hall.

There is a stone tablet at the front of the lake, with the words "Heaven and Earth" engraved on it in local script.

The surface of the lake is like a mirror in the mountains, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds and green mountains, which is not inferior to the legendary 'land of the sky'.

In front of the lake, there is also a table for offerings, which is filled with chicken, duck, fish, and fruits.

This time there was no need for Song Qingyou to ask, the villager leading them took the initiative to introduce:

"The 'Heaven and Earth' on the stone tablet represent nature. When we worship our ancestors every year, we actually express our gratitude to our ancestors and nature."

“Without them, we wouldn’t have the 10,000 acres of tea gardens in Baicha Village.”

His tone was ordinary, but to outsiders like Song Qingyou, such cultural inheritance was very moving.

After the ancestor worship ceremony was completed, the villagers beat gongs and drums by the lake, and others danced like around a bonfire.

The seven people held hands and glanced at the lush greenery among the clouds and mist not far away from time to time. They had long forgotten the "pain" of getting up early.

After going down the mountain, under the arrangement of the program team, several people had to learn how to make tea from the villagers who led the way.

The first step, of course, is to pick the tea leaves.

What the villagers took a few people to was not the tea plantation on the mountain where their B\u0026B was located.

The tea gardens are full of newly planted tea trees, which are relatively short and easy to pick.

But the real ancient tea trees are relatively tall and require climbing to pick them.

The ancient tea trees are well protected by the villagers, and they naturally don't want to be ruined by outsiders.

Therefore, after deciding to develop the scenic spot, they discussed opening a B\u0026B where the new tea garden is located.

After a few people climbed the mountain, they had to climb trees again, and their eyes were full of hopelessness.

There is only Song Qingyou, who can do everything easily and is like a superman with a good system.

Fortunately, they were just here to experience it. Before leaving, the six of them together had only picked half a basket of tea leaves, which was about the same amount as Qingyou alone.

Jiang Xuyan sighed again and again:

"Qingyou, can't you put some sea in there? This makes us really useless!"

Song Qingyou smiled and comforted: "Maybe... you have a specialization in the art?"

Tang Zinian: "Is there anything that Sister You is not good at?"

Song Qingyou: "Yes... right?"

other people:"……"

The villagers who knew what they were talking about smiled and said something fair to Jiang Xuyan and others:

"The tea trees I'm taking you to pick are all relatively small. The men are too heavy to step on the tea branches. It's not convenient to stand underneath to pick."

Song Qingyou translated the words to several people.

Jiang Xuyan looked moved, "Just say these words to my brother, I want to benefit from this scenic spot to my friends no matter what. If they don't want to come, I will tie them up!"

Zhao Yingnan couldn't help but question: "At that time, did Teacher Jiang still have friends?"

Jiang Xuyan blinked: "Aren't there still you guys?"

The group looked at each other and smiled.

After picking the tea leaves, it’s time to proceed to the next step.

"The picked tea leaves must be dried first."

"With the current temperature, half a day in the sun is almost enough."

"Here are some that have been dried just right. I'll show them to you."

With that said, the elder brother who taught tea making poured the tea leaves into an iron pot that was placed sideways.

There was still a fire burning under the stove, and the tea leaves were steaming as he kept turning them.

Tang Zinian thought it was very simple, so he volunteered to give it a try.

As a result, the feeling after speaking changed from "a little hot" to "so hot, so hot". Several people watching couldn't stop laughing.

After frying the tea leaves until they are semi-dry, the next step is to roll them.

Knead it into a ball, then shake it out again, and repeat these two steps.

Seven people can do this part at the same time, after all, there are a lot of tea leaves waiting to be made.

After frying and rolling, it needs to be dried again, and the older leaves must be picked out and skimmed off during the process.

The last step is to press it into tea cakes.

After weighing, the tea leaves are steamed until soft, put into cloth bags, compacted using a tool like a stone mill, dried and packaged.

The steps are not complicated, but they take a lot of time.

The most important thing is that the seven of them have to complete every step independently.

After confirming that several people had memorized the tea-making steps, the eldest brother who led the way specially invited them to drink local tea.

After spending most of the day, the group felt deeply.

Jiang Xuyan curiously asked Wei Zhengrong, who came from behind: "Director Wei, if we leave all the tea on that mountain to us, will the tea cakes made in the end also be sold?"

Wei Zhengrong didn't give in and said, "Of course not. The quality control of the tea you make may not be up to standard. How can you sell it?"

"Then what are you going to do with it? Give it to the owner of the B\u0026B to drink?"

Wei Zhengrong did not answer.

In fact, the program team has already secured the tea garden, and they can do whatever they want with the tea leaves.

Wei Zhengrong obviously had other plans.

The seven of them didn't ask any questions and followed the village elder brother to the village chief's house for a free lunch.

In the afternoon, Song Qingyou, Xu Xingzhou and Jiang Xuyan continued to pick tea leaves in the tea garden, while the other four went to several villagers' houses in the village to help with work.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the program team suddenly informed everyone:

"At four o'clock in the afternoon, guests will come over. Please be prepared to entertain them and be sure to show the style of White Tea Village."

As soon as it was in the name of the village, Song Qingyou and the others really couldn't take things lightly.