Unlimited supplies: Bringing space to the supermarket to keep the right minister

Chapter 67 How big is this head?
Zheng Yuanfeng asked Xiao Er to bring tea sets and hot water, and Yu Xiaolian put a pinch of jasmine tea into a cup, and poured hot water on it.

After a few minutes, the bright tea is brewed.

Yu Xiaolian made jasmine tea first, because this tea has a strong fragrance and mild taste, and it is Yu Xiaolian's favorite.

Zheng Yuanfeng took a sip and nodded slightly, "Yes, this tea is fragrant but not dry, mellow and not bitter, it's a good tea."

The second one Yu Xiaolian brewed was rose tea.

This is an individually packaged tea bag. Yu Xiaolian put the tea bag into the teacup, soaked it in hot water for a few minutes, and then lifted the tea bag out with a thread.

"This tea has a strong floral scent, I don't like it very much."

Zheng Yuanfeng had also heard that some people used flowers to make tea, and some people of different races even used flowers for food.

But people who make tea with flowers have always been considered mavericks, and no teahouse has ever sold scented tea.

He drank two types of scented tea today, he liked the first one very much, but he felt like eating rouge in the second one.

Zheng Yuanfeng took a careful look at the little girl in front of her. At this time, she was seriously making Monkey King black tea. Her hair didn't even have a hairpin, but was tied casually with a black cloth strip.

A pair of big eyes, piercing, mostly dark eyes, long eyelashes blinking, under the small nose, are ruddy and glossy lips.

A pair of delicate hands, with skin as bright as jade, was holding a teapot and pouring tea for him.

If Yu Xiaolian knew Zheng Yuanfeng's inner thoughts at the moment, she would definitely tell him that most people with dark eyes were because she wore colored contact lenses, and her lips were rosy and shiny because she put on lipstick before going out.

"Try this black tea."

This black tea is the king of sales in modern times, Yu Xiaolian believes that it will not be so bad in ancient times.

Although tea was picked by hand in ancient times, the baking techniques of ancient tea were very cumbersome and complicated, and the tea was not something that ordinary people could afford.

Ordinary people would rather drink cheap sugar water than buy bitter tea leaves that are several times more expensive than white sugar.

She knows that her tea may not be as good as the best Longjing and Biluochun teas in ancient times, but she has a lot of tea, and she sells tea regardless of season, autumn, winter or summer.

Zheng Yuanfeng picked up the tea bag of rose tea and looked carefully, "This gauze as thin as a cicada's wings seems to be more expensive than tea."

Yu Xiaolian groaned inwardly, can I not mention these details?
She was already exhausted after unpacking the large package. If she had to unpack this kind of tea bags one by one, she would rather not sell the tea.

This gauze is mass-produced by machines in modern times and is worthless.

But in ancient times, this kind of gauze, which is as thin as a cicada's wing and has excellent light transmission, was more expensive than silk and satin.

Yu Xiaolian pointed to the black tea, "Try this, the kind of independent tea bag, I just treat you as a friend, let you try something new, I don't plan to sell it."

There's no way, she can't take it apart, so it's fine to keep it for herself.

Fortunately, she hasn't brought out the barley tea and the lotus leaf tea yet, but only one kind of rose tea, so it's too late to withdraw now.

Zheng Yuanfeng tasted the black tea and gave it a high evaluation, so Yu Xiaolian continued to brew it.

Yu Xiaolian brewed green tea again, and Zheng Yuanfeng also said yes.

Yu Xiaolian packed a package of oil paper, "It's gone, I'll just bring these."

The honeysuckle and American ginseng slices must not be taken out, with Zheng Yuanfeng's intelligence, he will definitely detect that this ginseng is exactly the same as the one she sold to Huichuntang last time.

"Oh!" Zheng Yuanfeng looked at Yu Xiaolian with interest, "I see, bring the black tea, green tea and jasmine tea here tomorrow."

Yu Xiaolian nodded, walked to the door with some anxiety, and heard Zheng Yuanfeng say again, "It's better not to let other people know about the skill of making tea."

Yu Xiaolian quickly understood the meaning of Zheng Yuanfeng's words, without turning her head, she thanked her and left Mingxiang Pavilion.

As soon as she walked out of Mingxiang Pavilion, Yu Xiaolian couldn't help but beat herself on the head, why are you so stupid?
Why did she take tea leaves with tea bags? This aroused Zheng Yuanfeng's suspicions. Fortunately, Zheng Yuanfeng is not a person with bad intentions, otherwise she might be in bad luck.

Will have to be more cautious in the future.

From the window on the second floor, Zheng Yuanfeng saw Yu Xiaolian's remorseful expression, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he chuckled softly.

When Yu Xiaolian passed through the market, she was stopped by Aunt Ge.

Aunt Ge asked her why she didn't come to sell things in the past few days, and Yu Xiaolian had to say that she was busy with other things recently, so she didn't come to the market.

Aunt Ge pulled Yu Xiaolian to her booth, and said in a low voice, "The autumn test is coming soon. You can sell your shortbread or something outside the test room. It must be better than the market. This candidate is worth several times after taking the test." Today, they are all willing to bring some dry food and snacks, and in a few days, it will be a good time for you to make money."

The shortbread and mung bean cakes in Yu Xiaolian's house are also struggling to sell. It happened that Aunt Ge pointed out a way. How could Yu Xiaolian not thank you?

In order to thank Aunt Ge, Yu Xiaolian specially bought some vegetables at her stall.

Although there are endless dishes in the space, it seems too strange to pass through the market every day without buying food once.

Yu Xiaolian bought radishes and Chinese cabbage, anyway, they can't be eaten and put in the space, and they won't spoil.

Yu Xiaolian carefully inquired about the location of the test center and the time of the test, and said goodbye to Aunt Ge with cabbage and radish.

People always carry a basket when they go out to buy vegetables, but she is lucky, with cabbages in one hand and radishes in the other.Who made ancient times not even have a convenience bag!

Yu Xiaolian returned home and talked to Sun for a few days, and she was going to take an exam to sell shortbread and snacks.

Mrs. Sun frowned, and whispered, "Your third uncle and Zishu might also come to Yangcheng to participate in the autumn exam. If you meet them, you will be in trouble."

Yu Xiaolian thought that Yu Zishu had indeed passed the Tongsheng examination this autumn, but Yu Changyu, who was unlearned and incompetent, actually had no intention of studying for a long time, but he just didn't want to go back to the village to make people laugh, and refused to go back to the village.

"Mother, you can't stop planting crops just because you're afraid of cricket crickets. I have a way."

Yu Xiaolian found a white cotton mask from the supermarket, and a black fisherman hat from the lounge.

With such a combination, people who are not familiar with her will not recognize her at all.

Seeing that Yu Xiaolian was dressed up in a serious manner, Mrs. Sun still ordered and instructed Yu Xiaolian.

Yu Xiaolian just said don't worry, and packed the tea leaves that will be sent to Mingxiang Pavilion tomorrow, and when Mrs. Sun delivers the cakes and candied fruit, they will send them to Mingxiang Pavilion together.

As for the hot pot and barbecue, Yu Xiaolian thinks to put it aside for now.

"Lian'er, how did you and the owner of Mingxiang Pavilion set the price for the pastry we sent?"

Yu Xiaolian took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to Mrs. Sun, remembering that Mrs. Sun could not read a few words, she brought it to her and read it to her, "Cream rolls, ice skin cakes cost two taels of silver, pork Shop one tael of silver, [-] cash for waffles, [-] cash for dried mangoes, dried cranberries..."

The more Yu Xiaolian read it, the more surprised Sun was. This meal was sold for two, could it be sold?

Who would pay so much for such a small snack?How big is that brain?
(End of this chapter)