After listening to the persuasion, I will live broadcast Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 16 Old Nine
Evening is the time to rest.

It is also the time to take stock of the harvest of the day.

In the morning, Chen Jin sold 12 orders of high-quality snow buds and 2 orders of Mingqian snow buds, which are considered normal data.

At noon, I made two cups of tea to show, but I didn't expect to directly detonate the live broadcast room. In just a few minutes, a total of 18 high-quality snow buds and 8 single Mingqian snow buds were produced.

If it wasn't for Huang Youde's sudden visit, they might have sold more.

As for the afternoon, when Chen Jin practiced the "Listening Breath Method", there were 7 more high-quality snow buds in the background.

Compared with yesterday's 17 deals, today can be said to be a remarkable achievement.

After returning home and washing up briefly, Chen Jin plunged into the warehouse.

37 packs of high-quality snow buds, plus 10 packs of Mingqian snow buds, more than doubled the workload of yesterday.

If there are more orders, more manpower will be needed.

Seeing the packaged tea leaves spread all over the table, Chen Jin felt a sense of accomplishment spontaneously.

At this moment, the old man Chen Xiangyang walked in suddenly.

When he saw the tea leaves on the table, surprise flashed in his pupils: "The sales are not bad today."

Chen Jin felt a little uneasy, and looked at the old man eagerly. He didn't know if Chen Xiangyang was still angry.

"Well, as long as our tea is good, we don't have to worry about selling it."

Hearing what his son said, Chen Xiangyang nodded, and then there was a moment of silence, which was a tacit blank space between father and son.

Chen Xiangyang walked around the warehouse, then turned his head and left. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped again: "Gua Waer, do it well."

After speaking, he opened the door and went out, leaving Chen Jin alone in place.

Immediately, a knowing smile appeared on his face.

At this time, the knot between father and son was completely untied.

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Changning Town.

Located fifteen miles south of Mount Qingcheng.

It governs eleven villages, one of which is Qingping Village.

At this time, it was already dark outside.

But to the north of the town, a villa was brightly lit.

"Old Huang, what's the rush to call us here in the middle of the night?"

"Mom sells batches, I just clocked up..."

"Fuck the clock." Huang Youde cursed angrily, and then threw a small bag on the table.

These people are all local tea merchants and Huang Youde's partners.

The bosses gasped when they saw the small bag on the table.

"Didn't we agree before, Lao Huang, that he only loves spas in his life, and he will never touch drugs."

"That's right, drugs cost lives, and the investigation is also strict. Brother, you can't walk on the road of crime."

Huang Youde couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard the words: "Mom sells batches, who doesn't know that I am Huang, I have nothing to do with gambling and drugs~"

"Look clearly, this is tea~ tea!"

"What? Tea?"

At this time, one of them came over. He had a big belly, as if he was pregnant in October. This person was surnamed Xu, and he was the highest seniority in this group. To save face, my friend called him 'Boss Xu'.

Boss Xu picked up the small bag and looked at it under the light, and couldn't help but smirk: "It's a fairy, I thought it was marijuana."

"It's not that I said you, Huang, you're too picky now. Drinking tea is like taking drugs, and you still put it in a small bag."

"Hahaha~" As soon as this remark came out, everyone burst into laughter.

Huang Youde scolded angrily: "What a bunch of idiots, I think you are watching a movie or watching a movie."

"Look how different this tea is."

"different?"

Boss Xu frowned, opened the small bag, poured the tea into the palm of his hand, then leaned closer and smelled it, and after pondering for a few breaths, he said: "Well, this tea is really interesting."

"The white hair is slightly visible, the color is like gold, and the dark fragrance is hidden deep, condensed but not exposed."

"Good tea, good tea."

Speaking of which, several other bosses also came over, just seeing the appearance of this tea, they already feel that it is not bad.

Seeing the compliments from the crowd, Fan Yongjiu in the crowd suddenly became interested: "Oh? I have learned a lot too."

Fan Yongjiu, 37 years old, is the youngest among the local tea merchants, but he is also the most courageous among them.

The tea that costs [-] yuan dares to say to the outside world that it is an old tree and old class, and it is directly sold for [-].

He was the one who united with local tea merchants and kicked out foreign tea merchants from the market.

This person has three major hobbies in his life, Maozi, Huazi, and SPA.

It doesn't matter whether you make money or not, SPA must be arranged.

"Yes, show Lao Jiu a look, he has good eyesight." Someone suggested at this moment.

Fan Yongjiu's nickname is 'Old Nine'. Even though he is young, no one is smarter than him in the tea industry.

He took the tea from Boss Xu's hand and regained his energy just by looking at it.

"interesting."

"The tip of the bud is slender like a sparrow's tongue, and there are pekoe on the surface of the tea. It should be a snow bud. The whole body is golden, bright in color, and the aroma is not obvious. It is a good tea."

"Old Huang, is this tea your new craft?" Fan Yongjiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Huang Youde who was sitting on the sofa.

Huang Youde shook his head: "Grass, I'm not that talented."

"I collected it from the mountain. Don't just look at it, just sit down and taste it."

As he spoke, he set up the tea tray, poured the only bag of tea into the bowl, poured it with hot water, and immediately the fragrance of the tea overflowed.

"Hey, this fragrance... this tea shape..."

"Golden in water, high and long-lasting fragrance, tea shape does not disperse, tea soup is clear, superb."

The last time Fan Yongjiu said that the best was still in Buckingham.

He picked up the teacup and brought it to his lips for a sip.

"Huh~"

The fragrance of tea entered his throat, and Fan Yongjiu froze in place.

Just for a moment, the tea fragrance wrapped the tongue, as if it had turned into substance, the taste was really too high.

The whole cup of tea is golden in color but not dyed, fragrant but not demonic, soft in the mouth and long in the aftertaste.

The best product, better than all the green teas I have ever had before, with unique characteristics.

If this tea is in my own hands, if I don't sell it for 18, I will be sorry for my conscience.

"Old Huang, where did you get this tea? It's really good." Fan Yongjiu's face remained normal, as if he said it inadvertently.

How can Huang Youde be an idler? He immediately understood his intentions, but he didn't answer and asked instead: "How is it? Can it be reproduced?"

"Re-engraving?" Lao Jiu murmured, and Xiao Jiujiu was already aroused in his heart. Since Huang Youde asked this, it meant that he didn't know the craftsmanship of the tea.

In fact, as he expected, after Huang Youde drank the tea in the morning, he has been pondering the craftsmanship of this tea.

Logically speaking, the processing of tea has already matured, and it is nothing more than those kinds of techniques.

But the tea leaves in front of me are not traced, which is different from all the current crafts.

Lao Jiu shook his head and sighed: "The reason why this tea is so fragrant is because the aroma of the tea itself is locked by that kind of craftsmanship."

"I have never seen this kind of craftsmanship, and it cannot be reproduced."

Huang Youde looked at Lao Jiu carefully, and the other party didn't look like he was lying.

Lao Jiu is the one who knows the best about tea among these tea merchants. If he says he can't make a copy, then the others must be too.

　Old men, ask for a wave of data, the author doesn’t mind anything~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)