Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

The teenagers in the central hall didn't care what they talked about when they went out, and they didn't think they could guess.

The words "Senior Brother" and "Junior Sister" made their thoughts rise leisurely.

Regardless of Ding Xuewei's identity, considering the relationship between Wei Jue and them, asking for a wolf cub doesn't seem that excessive.

"Ah Jue, you are too mean, and we are too rude. We didn't even bring a greeting gift to our junior sister." The young man was a little shorter than Wei Jue, with a cheerful temperament and a sunny face.

As soon as he said this, the other teenagers all raised their eyebrows.

This is so shameless, but why do they feel so comfortable hearing these words?

Brother Wei Jue’s junior sister is not Wei Jue’s junior sister, and Wei Jue’s junior sister is their junior sister, isn’t it? !

"My eldest brother, you are no stranger to him. His junior sister, do you think you need us to give him a greeting gift?" Wei Jue did not care about other people's thoughts, pulled his gaze back and asked the young man.

Among a group of people, this person has a closer relationship with him and has the most contact with him.

He didn't say he could understand what the other person was thinking by just looking and hearing it, but he could make a rough guess.

Taking a deep breath, he turned his eyes and returned to where he was before.

The other person's eyes naturally followed suit.

Then, that smug smile froze on his face.

Wei Jue focused his eyes on the treasure rack on the side of the house. The horizontal treasure rack was so clever that it would be difficult to spot it without looking around when entering.

If he hadn't stood cleverly, he wouldn't have caught his eyes when he closed his eyes.

The expressions between the two were so obvious that the other teenagers subconsciously shifted their gazes. Then, when they saw nothing special, they stood up and stood next to the two.

The Duobao shelf is very simple, which is consistent with the impression given by Zhuangzi. There are no treasures on the shelf, and there are no clever decorations. What there are are just tea cans and tea sets.

Tea cans and tea sets of different sizes, colors, shapes and materials.

A shelf full.

There are two jars among them, and a set of tea sets is made of colored glaze. The colored glaze is the best in translucent and ultra-thin quality. Not only can the tea leaves in the jars be clearly visible, but the color and material of the tea tray can also be seen through the tea cup.

How could tea be served in such exquisite, precious porcelain and glassware not so good?

Silently, the crowd turned their heads and looked at the tea bowls they had put down.

Gongfu tea is usually drunk by friends.

Three or five friends sit around, drinking tea and having fun.

The tureen is specially used for entertaining guests.

One bowl per person is enough to quench thirst, and it would not be rude not to drink.

"No one would put tea in the middle hall but not entertain guests, right?" A young man with a short head and a slightly fat body said.

Others who accidentally drank half a bowl of tea: "..."

probably not.

The thought that came up when I was drinking tea that it tasted better than my own tea was not without reason.

The fat boy stared at the tea cup for a while, then looked back at the treasure rack. Then, he quickly ran to the seat to unscrew the lid of the bowl and then ran to the treasure rack to open the lid.

This guy's family is in the tea business, so he definitely has a say in tea.

The sudden accident made him forget even his etiquette, while other teenagers either ignored it or did not turn around.

"that's it!"

The boy quickly found his target.

The jar in his hand is not outstanding among several tea jars, but the tea leaves inside are not low-grade at all.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the mountain cloud that suddenly appeared years ago. This tea was sold at a high price of twenty gold and one tael." How did he know the price, and where did he get the confidence? It goes without saying. Metaphor.

Everyone saw him carefully putting the jar back and then turning to sip the tea.

He was lucky enough to see it, but not taste it.

Here, although everyone has a good background, there are some things that are hard to come by.

For a moment, even Wei Jue became curious.

Others may have never drank that mountain mist, but he drank it no less than five times.

The old man at home has a can, a gift from my eldest brother.

After showing it to him for the first time and letting him taste it, he became obsessed with it.However, the old man was stingy and didn't let him drink a few times for so long.

While clearing space to plant vegetation, Ding Xuewei discovered tea trees.

There are seven categories.

Compared with medicinal materials, tea is easier to sell.

So, they transferred some to Fu Niu space for breeding.

Mountain clouds, Maojian, and Peony were all the names she assigned to the packaged tea.

Although the types of tea are asymmetrical and the drying and roasting techniques are not authentic, the tea is good and no one has seen or tasted it and can't fault it.

Ding Xuewei knows very well what can be put into the market in large quantities and what needs hungry marketing.

This is the kind of tea that requires a small amount to sell for a high price.

As a result, thousands of kilograms of various tea products a year were sought after.

Thousands of kilograms of tea may seem like a lot, but in fact it is not much. They are not only sold in the capital, and the sale is not direct, but at auctions. The amount of tea is not large, and the auction time is not fixed.

Whether you can drink the good tea in Fu Niu Space requires not only spare money, but also luck.

Ding Xuewei didn't know that after she left, the teenagers in the central hall actually focused on tea, but they didn't say a good word after hearing Wei Yu's explanation.

"I believe it's my fault?"

"No." Wei Yu didn't dare to be perfunctory.

The little girl in front of her has quite a bad temper. If she doesn't handle it well, the rest of the business may be difficult to do.

"You are always cautious. I thought you would get to know us. No, you suddenly said that that day, and I didn't know what to say. I was afraid that you would become angry, and I didn't dare to mention it later."

I think Ding Xuewei will find out who he is with so and so, that day is another day, and the two of them know very well what things can make him angry, and there is no need to say more at all.

"...Now, can your family accept me?" Ding Xuewei's expression changed again and again.

Wei Yu was surprised.

"You haven't seen Ah Jue."

This is not a question, but an affirmation.

Ding Xuewei pursed her lips: "I've never seen it before."

If you don’t understand, I won’t say anything.

"Looking good today."

Wei Yu: "······"

When a man marries a woman, a man becomes evergreen.

There has always been this straightforward way of speaking between the two of them.

I don't know how to maintain it, but I feel a little uncomfortable at the moment.

"You are young."

"We're not young anymore. We can see each other after the new year." Ding Xuewei suddenly felt confused.

The male protagonist has not yet joined the army, and Fu Niu is even younger. The three of them have been entangled for at least five years, not to mention seven or eight years.

She has passed her 13th birthday.

In this world where girls get married at fifteen or sixteen, let alone marrying later, it is not easy to choose the one you like, not to mention the one who has been noticed by an old man early in the morning!

At this age, there are several purchasing agents for her in reality, let alone her today.

Mu Ran, Ding Xuewei's bright eyes flashed with calculation.

"Brother."

Wei Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Are you engaged?" she asked.

"..."

From being his sister-in-law to being his wife, this span is quite big, and Wei Yu can't even react in time. (End of chapter)