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Chapter 122 Drink a cup of tea and make friends (3)

Back in the town, Cen Wen went to Jiang Shan's house first, saying that he brought her two big boxes of special snacks from the hotel.

In fact, look at the two boxes of parts.

Jiang Shan asked her to go to the back warehouse to see for herself.

In the warehouse, there were more than two large boxes. On her way back, Jiang Shan had been receiving goods, and now there were six large boxes as tall as a person.

Inside the big box are boxes of different sizes, and these boxes are the parts to be repaired wrapped in shockproof materials.

Looking at the sender's name, the name is unknown, and it is impossible to tell whether it belongs to the three of Qiu Mingluo and the others.

Very good, that's it.

The mechanic who received the goods, Master Jiang, didn't know what kind of mechanical parts it was, but it was broken anyway. According to the normal process, she just contacted the sender, negotiated the remuneration, and charged for repairing it.

Jiang Shan left Cen Wen to have lunch together, and helped her with the work, entered the list of these parts, made a maintenance form, and was also a detailed bill for the customer, including maintenance costs, parts costs, and labor costs.

There are no ready-made phrases in Cen Wen's input method for these completely unfamiliar part names, so he has to type them one by one, which is not to mention slow.

The two were busy in the warehouse, and the robot was still outside receiving the express delivery, dragging in three big boxes in half an hour.

Three boxes and three senders.

"How many people did you introduce me to yesterday?"

Since Jiangshan opened, today is the day with the most express deliveries.

"It's Qiu Mingluo and the three of them. Maybe they talked about it with other people after they went back?"

Cen Wen shrugged.

"Then they trust you a lot."

"After all, it's a fateful friendship."

"Stop talking nonsense, work quickly, you type too slowly, don't even think about leaving if you can't finish."

"Hey, hey, isn't there a ready-made dictionary?"

"No, you will have a dictionary after typing it by hand, which will also strengthen your memory and help you chat with people better."

Cen Wen didn't know what kind of mechanical topics he was talking about with others as a wood-type supernatural being, but he continued to work resignedly.

The two of them were busy all afternoon, and they could be regarded as making detailed forms for the parts of several large boxes.

Under Jiang Shan's dictation, Cen Wen also helped her write repair notes, that is, the parts she checked out of the box for the first time, and wrote down any problems, and she would recheck them later.

Cen Wen had another dinner by the way.

In the evening, Jiang Shan contacted the senders one by one and sent them the detailed list.

Some parts are badly damaged and cannot be completely repaired, so it is necessary to explain in advance the extent of the repair and the percentage of original functions restored, etc., solicit the opinions of customers whether to repair, and ask more questions about the parts themselves in detail.

During this chat, I discovered that these senders don't understand machinery, they are just tool people who send and receive the mail. The only thing they can decide is that no matter how much money they spend, they can fix things.

As for Jiang Shan's question, I can only wait for them to ask before replying.

Fortunately, they are all old models, and they will be kept as collectibles after they are repaired, so they are not in a hurry.

Jiang Shan had been busy all night, and slowed down the next day. She put all her things in the warehouse, and whoever answered her questions first would repair first.

She has been away from the mecha industry for 20 years, and she is unaware of many new developments in the industry. These old models of mechas are exactly the products of these years.

Just start with these parts and restore her professional ability.

Two days later, the question sent by Jiang Shan has not been answered, and Cen Wen is chased by Qiu Mingluo, Xiao Jiaxin and Yan Yiwei to buy tea.

The three of them came directly in their own small flying machines, and they were already in the sky when they called for tea.

The place where the aircraft can be parked in Longshan Town is outside the town. They imitated Cen Wen and put the bicycle in the space buckle, landed and changed bicycles, and arrived outside her house in a few minutes.

Cen Wen waited in the courtyard ahead of time.

"Sit inside?"

Cen Wen led the way and asked them to sit down in the living room.

"What do you drink? Tea, water, fresh-squeezed juice? I have muesli with berries, on the rocks?"

The three of them ordered iced juice together.

Cen Wen personally went to the kitchen to bring a juice jug, four glasses, and an ice box, adding as many ice cubes as he wanted.

"Why are you in such a hurry to ask for tea? No one on the phone made it clear. They just told me to prepare the tea at home and wait for you to arrive soon. I thought you were here to rob."

"I really want to, but I'm afraid of being beaten."

The three of them took out presents from the space buttons at the same time, and they were exquisitely packaged small boxes.

"What?"

Cen Wen weighed it, it was so light, it felt like a gift card again.

"Buy tea."

"The tea you brought back last time met someone who knows how to do it?"

"Not a single tea stalk was left!"

The experiences of the three of them were exactly the same. After all, they had contacted their tea-drinking elders during the day and where to buy refreshments, as evidenced by the photos, and brought a few pots of tea back at night.

After that, it will be a matter of course.

After tasting the rare good tea, the elders didn't ask where the tea was sourced from, but urged their grandchildren to buy more.

Cen Wen generously opened the box, and it was indeed full of gift cards. According to the standard of one or two cans given to them last time, one card and one can of tea.

It's not like she's asking for a price indiscriminately. With a family like theirs, the daily ration tea of ​​the elders who love tea is a standard of several thousand yuan a tael. Not unusual.

With so many gift cards, it is obvious that her tea is regarded as the standard of tens of thousands and one tael.

"Okay, let's just make friends."

Cen Wen took them to the dining table, and placed the tea that he drank that day in unopened new jars on the table, one or two each.

"Take these back and use them as samples for tasting. Come to me after you finish drinking what you want. Also, the quantity is limited. I will quit being a tea farmer now, so don't spread the word."

"You planted this?!"

"Otherwise, I fry them all by myself. The taste is different from those bought by others, right? Everything grown by wood-type supernatural beings is delicious."

These are all teas that she planted when she was a ninth-level power user, and they are suitable for non-power people to drink.

"How old are you? You can grow tea and fry tea. Why don't you become a tea farmer?"

"Just kidding, it's all housekeeping skills. Besides, how hard the tea farmers are, look at me now I open a small shop and work as a therapist part-time. There are so many, there is a foreman above."

Cen Wen rubbed his fingers, counted money, and added the word foreman, as if he had been exploited in the tea garden.

The three of them immediately put on expressions of understanding and sympathy, and made a gesture of zipping their mouths, expressing that they must keep it secret.

After the tea was served, the three of them got up and went home without further delay.

In the afternoon, Cen Wen received feedback from them one after another, and even photos. The small tea pots were placed in a cabinet with constant temperature and humidity for tea collection, and one or two others were placed on the tea table, and they were opened for tasting.

(End of this chapter)