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

Chapter 21

As soon as these words came out, Wu Sanjin next to him immediately regained his spirits.

He straightened his clothes and thought to himself: Could it be that Chen Xiangyang is going to recommend me to Boss Huang?
But the next moment, he was disappointed.

"It's my family's second master, Chen Fugen." Chen Xiangyang said with a light smile, "He has been frying tea for more than 40 years, and he has not lost his ability. In terms of tea frying skills, no one in Qingping Village can match him."

The Chen family has been making tea for generations, and their skill in frying tea has already reached the point of proficiency.

A few years ago, when tea merchants from other places were still visiting, the Chen family tea garden was always the busiest.

There are two reasons.

First, the variety of tea trees is good. The tea trees grafted from the authentic Qingcheng Mengding Xueya old tree have fresh leaves that are clear and lively, and reveal aura inside and out.

The second thing is that the Chen family's tea frying skills are good, especially Chen Fugen, the second master of the Chen family, with a pair of ruthless iron hands, seven times in and seven out of the pot, and the heat is skillful.

"Chen Fugen?" Huang Youde frowned, and a thin old man appeared in his mind: "You are talking about him."

He often deals with tea farmers in Qingping Village, so he naturally knows that stubborn little old man.

However, if it is really for frying tea, Chen Fugen is naturally competent, but what Huang Youde really wants is the ancient Qingcheng recipe in Chen Xiangyang's hands. That kind of golden tea?"

"Golden tea?" Chen Xiangyang pretended not to understand and asked, "What kind of golden tea?"

Huang Youde coughed twice, then pointed to Chen Jin and said, "It's the kind of tea I... drank here a few days ago."

Chen Xiangyang sneered in his heart, the fox's tail really couldn't be hidden, so he said: "Oh~ So that's what Boss Huang said, that's what I stir-fried, mainly for my own drink, so it won't be on the table."

Huang Youde squinted his eyes under the toad mirror when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "Hey, Old Chen, don't tell me, I'm used to drinking the best tea, so I like to try something different."

"Old Chen, as long as you help me fry that kind of tea, I, Huang Youde, will leave the word here, and the tea in Qingping Village will not be lost, and all the tea will be collected at the price we agreed just now."

Speaking of this, he stared at Chen Xiangyang's face, and suddenly changed the subject: "But if you don't do me this favor, hehe, the weather is good this year, and the tea market is very saturated, so I can't keep up with Laohuang, I can't eat so much of tea."

The implication is that if you don't help me, the tea in Qingping Village will not be sold.

As soon as these words came out, Wu Sanjin became anxious, and turned his head to Chen Xiangyang and said, "Oh, Xiangyang, the jobs of the entire Qingping Village are all on your shoulders, you can't lose the chain at a critical moment." .”

Chen Xiangyang sneered and said, "Uncle Sanjin, I, Chen Xiangyang, have three heads on one shoulder, but I can't carry the whole Qingping Village."

"If you have the ability, you can fire for Boss Huang."

When Wu Sanjin heard the words, his face turned ashen immediately: "Chen Xiangyang...you you you...me and me."

I didn't say a word for the last half hour.

Huang Youde glanced at him with contempt on his face, and then said: "Old Chen, you don't want Guan Gong to sell the weights, so you should think about it again, and I will hear your answer tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"But don't blame me, Lao Huang, for being talkative. In a few days, it will be Ching Ming Festival. The tea leaves have to be harvested as early as possible, and the price will be different if they are harvested late. Do you think this is the reason?"

After Huang Youde finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. When he passed by Chen Jin, he glanced at the live broadcast equipment next to him, and twitched a little mockingly, "College student? Hey, you are a scholar."

Chen Jin narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and suddenly turned behind Huang Youde, and shouted: "Hey, weasel! Where are you running!"

"You son of a bitch, you steal food in our village every day, you are quite fat!"

How could Huang Youde fail to hear that he was pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, his face immediately turned down, but if he choked at this time, it would really be scolding.

Just then Wu Sanjin followed up, and was startled when he heard the sound: "Where is it? Where is it? Where is the weasel?"

"Uncle Sanjin, the weasel is running ahead."

"Front?" Wu Sanjin looked in the direction he was pointing, and happened to see Boss Huang's figure, and couldn't help being startled: "Oh, weasel, don't be arrogant!"

After speaking, he chased out of the tea garden.

Seeing Wu Sanjin's figure drifting away, Chen Jin smiled.

At this time, Chen Xiangyang suddenly said: "Guawazi, pack up and go to Mount Qingcheng with the old man."

……

Half an hour later, Chen Xiangyang drove Chen Jin all the way to Mount Qingcheng on a motorcycle.

In the back seat, Chen Jin started the live broadcast with a handheld device.

"Hey, why isn't the anchor in the tea garden today?"

"That's right, if I don't watch the anchor practice now, my whole body will itch."

Seeing the comments in the live broadcast room, Chen Jin slightly adjusted the equipment, and took a picture of the surrounding scene: "Today we are going to Mount Qingcheng, and I just want to show you 'Qingcheng Tianxiayou'."

"Mount Qingcheng? I've always wanted to go, but I don't have the time."

"Good guy, it's more than 1600 kilometers away from my home..."

"Cloud tour? Sounds like a good idea."

"Indeed, mountain climbing is the most tiring, so we need a sensible anchor to take us to see it."

Gossiping all the way, occasionally someone will place an order and collect gifts in the live broadcast room.

In just a quarter of an hour, the two had arrived at the foot of Mount Qingcheng.

As a local mountain dweller, he didn't need a ticket to go up the mountain. When he arrived at Yuecheng Lake, Chen Jin followed Chen Xiangyang all the time. Seeing that he didn't intend to take the cableway, he gave up his idea.

When Chen Jin came here last time, he was already out of breath from exhaustion.

But this time, Chen Jin didn't even sweat much, and he couldn't help feeling that the health-preserving exercises are really powerful!
Not taking the cable car, of course, has the advantage of not taking the cable car, just to show the friends in the live broadcast room the scenery along the way.

"Wow, as expected of Qingcheng~" someone in the live broadcast room said with emotion.

Standing on a high place and looking around, the whole mountain range seems to be wearing a green shirt.

The eyes are full of green, which is extremely quiet.

"Why does it remind me of Yu Canghai when I talk about Mount Qingcheng~"

"There are also face-changing and fire-breathing~"

Speaking of this matter, Master Jin Yong has to carry the blame.

After the first "Swordsman", the entire Mount Qingcheng received extremely bad reviews.

Chen Jin loved to read martial arts novels since he was a child. Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered a detail in the book, so he asked in the live broadcast room, "Do you know why Yu Canghai is called Shorty Yu?"

"Short Yu, of course it's because he's short~"

"Haha, that's right."

Chen Jin smiled and explained: "That's not the case. The real reason is that Yu Canghai was cut in two when he was fighting with someone, and his legs were disabled. After that, he specially raised a dwarf and carried it on his back. That's why he is called Shorty Yu."

In the original book, this paragraph was mentioned briefly, and not many people paid attention to it.

"True or fake~"

"It's the first time I've heard of it~"

(End of this chapter)