Tea pickers go to work...from 8:30 in the morning! The tea factory operates from 2 o'clock in the morning. For this reason, if you don't get up at 5 o'clock in the early morning before dawn and enter the factory before 6 o'clock, the tea production will be over. I headed for the factory on a pitch-black mountain road. . . . (The factory is in No.8 ...) We drop the kids off at school and then head to work. It would be nice if it was a tea plantation near my home, but there are places that are 7 or 8 kilometers away from the factory, so sometimes they leave two hours before the meeting time. The location of our tea picking experience was about a kilometer away from the factory. Surprisingly, after finishing the factory tour, I arrived at the site earlier than the tea picking. It was past eight o'clock in the morning. The tea pickers are coming to work one after another. They carry bamboo poles, carry baskets, and are mostly barefoot. Children go to school in white socks and shoes, but we wear thin sandals or bare feet. . . ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～ Before work, there is a supervisor (Kangani) and write down the time to go to work I'll take it. I work eight hours. If you are late for more than 30 minutes from the start of work, you will not be allowed to pick tea leaves. No late arrivals! Tea picking began, and we also entered the tea picking experience (work?). Most of the time I take pictures rather than tea picking... The tea pickers teach me things from the side without making a bad face. doing. . . Only the director is looking at us with a face that can't be helped, but when we point the camera at the camera, a great person is escorting us from the factory, and he smiles forcibly! It's the most fun, the most exciting, the most exciting time on this tour. The clear blue sky, the green tea, the clear air, and the occasional laughter of the tea pickers... In no time at all, a handful of green tea leaves will be turned into black tea tonight. . . After an hour or so, we headed back to the bus. The sun was so strong that it hurt, and the slope was steep and dangerous under our feet. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .