Once a year, there are times when there is and times when there is not.
This year, we had the best tea in Japan.
Earlier this month, we roasted the tea that won the Minister of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries Award so that our customers could enjoy it.
The production manager solemnly deposited the tea leaves into the roasting machine.
The employees also took turns watching.
During this hour, we were not aware that the tea had a good taste or aroma at all.
More importantly, I don’t think about how many bottles I can sell, or how efficient or inefficient ・・・・ is.
I don’t think about it at all.
What I can tell you is that more than 100 people who love Japanese tea and support Shinryokuen, bent down silently on April 17 of this year and plucked the leaves one by one by hand. The only thing I can say is that the breath of spring that more than 100 people who love Japanese tea and support Shinryokuten have silently bent down and handpicked one leaf at a time on April 17 this year has come back to us as the best in Japan.
The one and only
This is the only time, more than any other time.
This is the only time, more than any other time, that I can say, “Tea work is precious.
This is the only time when my father in heaven or the God of tea reminds me that the work of tea is precious.