My mystery lover novel (Richard and Amy) novel Chapter 161

"Wow, are all these tea trees?" Sherry exclaimed as she saw the green plants all over the mountain. She wondered if those were the tea trees which she had only heard and read about.

Even though Sherry was a big fan of Chinese tea, she only saw, smelled and tasted the finished product of tea. She also got some knowledge of tea from books.

She had been to China for three times, but she never saw what tea trees were like.

"That's right, Ms. Rose, Mr. Keller. I have contacted the owner of the tea garden. We will pick, bake, and taste the tea made by ourselves." Amy said to them.

"Really? We can pick tea leaves by ourselves today?" Sherry's eyes lit up as she heard Amy's words. She liked the plan very much.

"Yes, Ms. Rose, I have prepared clothes for you to work in the tea garden. Mr. Keller, you could also change your clothes. There are clothes for you, too. Our professional tea picker will show you how to put on those clothes." Amy asked a male tea picker to take Yuris to change into the professional clothes for tea-picking, and then, she took Sherry to change their clothes.

"Ms. Rose, we only need the tip of the shoot. The tip is the best and tastes better than the rest parts. So we don't use the rest part to make tea." Amy was picking the tips nimbly, and Sherry even felt dazzled as she watched.

"Amy, do you come here to pick tea very often?" Sherry could only pick one tip at a time, but she found it interesting.

"Yes. I used to come here to help during the holidays. I didn't do it for money. I just want the owner of the tea garden to teach me tea culture." Amy said to Sherry.

Soon, Amy had picked a handful of tea tips. She then put them in the basket.

"Ms. Rose, the taste of the tea varies if you pick it at different times of the year. Sometimes we pick it with the dew, and sometimes without the dew. There is also a difference in the tea picked before and after the Tomb-Sweeping Festival. Sometimes we will pick tea when there was a fog...." Amy introduced different types of tea to Sherry.

"I've heard about that. I know there are Mingqian Maofeng Tea and Minghou Maofeng Tea. They taste different." Sherry was talking to Amy joyfully.

They chatted with each other while picking tea, and they enjoyed themselves very much.

While Yuris was at a loss what to do. He didn't even dare to try touching the tea leaves since he thought the tea leaves were just too delicate.

"Mr. Keller, don't worry. You could just try as I tell you." The tea picker found it funny when he saw that a grown man like Yuris would still be afraid of tea leaves.

"No, I can't. I just feel that I might destroy the tea trees with my hands. Look! My hands are so rough! And the tips are so soft and tender. I feel it's so cruel to pick the tips." Yuris wanted to pick the tea leaves, but he just could not.

"Mr. Keller, everything in the world has its own value. For example, we feed chicken, ducks, fish, pigs, cattle, sheep, rabbits, etc. because we want to make them our food. And that's the same with the tea leaves. If we don't pick them in time, they can't realize their value. And no one will know their beauty, either." Yuris looked rough, but Amy knew he was a kind-hearted man. So she tried to comfort him.

"Alright. I'll try my best now." Yuris finally gathered his courage and picked his first tip.

Yuris and Sherry were best friends. He was also a big fan of Chinese tea culture influenced by Sherry. No, that was not the most accurate way to put it. Yuris was in fact a big fan of Chinese culture. He was amazed by the extensive and profound Chinese culture.