Nuwara Eliya Pedro Tea Factory The tea factory I always go to is Pedro Tea Factory in Nuwara Eliya, at an altitude of 1,800 meters. It seems that the harvest has fallen to about half because of the lack of rain. For that reason, the work will end early, so I was told that I would like you to come after 5 o'clock as soon as possible. . . . When I got off the bus, it was still dark and the tea plantations in the distance looked black. The tea leaves that were collected yesterday are dried and then put through the kneading machine. . . ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～ The inside of the factory has an indescribable scent, somewhere in the corner There is a relaxing feeling that makes you want to sit down and doze off. It's like mixing herbs with the scent of greenery, or having tropical fruits nearby. A nostalgic scent is also mixed. ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～ Workers are busy working in the factory, but when I point the camera They will respond with a smile. This factory also acquired ISO a few years ago, and the factory has become even more hygienic and tidy. In the past, we were able to freely walk around the factory with our shoes on, but now a course is created and managed. . . . You can't enter the factory unless you have requested a visit to the company in Colombo in advance. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Since I had time, I interviewed the factory manager. "What about your family? Are you young? Are you married?" "I am still single. I am 28 years old. I will be married this year." However, when it comes to specialized topics such as the tea business, the future of securing labor, the future of tea, and production methods, the young factory manager looks much older. In the past, many factory managers were around the age of 50, but since it is difficult to leave their families in a mountainous area, recently factory managers are assigned alone, and many of them are relatively young elites. is. . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The morning sun brightly illuminated the entire tea garden, and freshly brewed black tea Comes in a cup and shines in the same orange color. While listening to the story of the factory manager, I slowly drank it, rolled up my sleeves, and started picking tea at the tea garden. . . .