Even Pig Manure Can't Stop Me from Making Tea Today

Li Hangxi, a tea grower, is cold and taciturn. He specializes in making good tea and owes a lot of debt. Tian Pengrui, a pig farmer, has a loud voice and a bad temper. He can give injections to pigs more easily than to people, but the biogas tank is not repaired well. A heavy rain washed pig manure into the tea garden, and the two almost fought on the old stone bridge. As a result, I discovered a terrible truth - pig manure was fermented into digestate and applied to the tea garden, and the quality of the tea actually improved; the thick old leaves pruned from the tea garden were crushed and fed to the pigs, and the quality of the pork improved. So the question is: Did the pigs save the tea, or did the tea save the pigs? From "Take care of your pigs" to "I'll help you build a biogas digester", from "Your tea is no good" to "This cup is sweeter than the last time" - a stone bridge, two stubborn tempers, a big yellow dog that can give early warning, civet cats squatting on their shoulders, and the fragrance of tea mixed with a slightly sour earthy smell throughout the valley. This is probably what love tastes like: half tea, half pig manure.