Chapter 200 200.Yellow Leaves
When a middle-aged man fishes and drinks tea, the grass carp uncle is very good at it.
At this moment, he was holding the cup of tea and looking at it carefully. First he was amazed by the clear color of the soup, and then he was overwhelmed by the fresh fragrance of the tea.
Finally, he frowned slightly and picked at the tea leaves inside:
“This tea was not picked well, why is there still a small leaf on it? Your grading is not up to standard.”
Zhang Yanping thought: Why are you still so picky about grading? After all, the tea I’m serving you is Yuqian tea. If I serve the Ercai tea leaves that were roasted just two days ago, it will have a slightly bitter aftertaste... It’ll be up to you how you choose the taste!
The aroma of the tea was so fresh and overbearing that everyone present could smell it. Now they were sitting on the pony, staring at his cup, and no one mentioned going home.
Uncle Grass Carp was originally holding a tea cup, but when he saw them like this, he quickly blew it and then took a sip without caring about their posture.
Hmm!
The seventh cousin was slowly arranging the dishes for the evening. At this moment, he glanced at Song Tan who was silent and thought:
Trying to confuse people with this tea again!
He was attracted by this sip of tea in the first place.
With such a mouth, he can't escape the curse of tea, let alone the group of people in front of him.
At this age, if you have free time to go fishing, I don’t know if you will be short of money, but you will definitely enjoy it.
As expected!
After taking a sip of tea, Uncle Grass Carp stroked the cup again, and after a long time he hesitated and asked: "Is this really 10,000 yuan worth of tea?"
Zhang Yanping directly gave evidence: "Come on, Tantan, let everyone take a look at your transaction records."
This is because there are too few agricultural products at the moment, and there are no mini programs and no online stores. Otherwise, you can tell directly by looking at the sales.
There is no need to check whether the tea is good or not. You will know it as soon as you drink it.
Uncle Grass Fish just asked that, not because he didn’t believe it, but because he was hesitant to pay for it.
But now I am looking at this transaction record. I recently bought ten kilograms without any hesitation—good guy, why are you so generous!
Another thought, if I put in a little less tea each time, it shouldn’t be a problem to save the tea and drink it for half a year, right?
Half a year, 10,000 yuan. The average monthly cost is more than a thousand, wouldn't it be possible to save money by buying less fishing lines, fish hooks, etc.?
He said nothing:
“Give me a pound too!”
After thinking about it, he specifically asked: "I don't want any gift box packaging, just put it in an iron box for me, otherwise it will be too conspicuous and difficult to explain when I get home."
Okay!
As soon as he said this, Ulan turned around and opened the freezer, took out the tea leaves, weighed them and sealed them.
After thinking about it, Uncle Grass Carp asked again: "Can't we save another meal? It's not like we don't pay, and I bought such expensive tea."
Everyone was also tempted: What kind of tea, you just paid 10,000 yuan? !
But smelling this fragrance, it doesn’t seem impossible.
Everyone also came over: "Hey, why don't you make a cup of this tea for us to try? What if I buy it too?"
Zhang Yanping thought to himself: If he could really taste the wine at will, how would he be able to afford the 10,000 yuan?
So he looked sad and sad:
“Everyone, you see, I fish for free and provide you with breakfast and lunch for free. If I make tea for free, then I will be losing money all day long. What kind of family do you have to dare to compensate like this?”
He thought for a while and then made a look of enduring pain:
“How about this? I’ll pour you a cup each of the yellow leaves that my uncle usually drinks.”
These are the old yellow leaves that he picked out when picking out tea leaves. Song Sancheng was so stunned that he didn’t want to throw them away—
After learning that the tea at home could be sold for 10,000 yuan per catty, neither he nor Song Youde stopped drinking.
Not to mention, the tea leaves are fresh and fragrant at the end, but the old leaves are slightly bitter and have a strong aftertaste.
Other than not being good-looking, there is nothing to fault about the taste, and there is no psychological burden when drinking it, not to mention how beautiful it is.
Even though the quantity is small, one or two yellow leaves cannot be picked out from ten kilograms of tea leaves. Fortunately, this thing is durable enough to be brewed, so it can be stored in a large pot.
Everyone was speechless.
Even Song Tan didn't expect that she would be less stingy now, but this cousin had mastered the essence of Yan Jiansheng! So several people shared a few disposable cups, and each poured half a cup from the big kettle that Song Sancheng drank from.
The fragrance is quite fragrant and the taste is quite unique. These yellow leaves are worth tens of thousands of dollars.
It’s just that everyone is watching the grass carp uncle slowly and carefully sipping the good rain tea. They are drinking yellow leaves here, why are they so unhappy?
For a long time, until Ulan had packed all the tea leaves and brought them out, someone slowly said: "I also want a pound. You can treat me to a try, right?"
Zhang Yanping smiled like an open sea anemone:
"Look what you said! I'm a guest from afar, isn't it just a cup of tea?"
After some back and forth, four of the ten people each picked up a pound of tea, and three others raised funds to buy a pound. Although I didn’t buy the last three, looking at the wavering look in my eyes, I thought they were not far away from buying them.
In business, if the water flows slowly, Zhang Yanping can afford it.
But since dinner can’t be included, everyone can’t afford to wait—
"It's almost six o'clock. We have to go back quickly, otherwise there will be no food at home."
Speaking of this, everyone looked a little depressed:
“It’s hard to explain...”
The life of fishing is really hard.
After you catch the fish, take it back. The family is too tired to clean up the fish. There is a fishy smell everywhere and there is no room to put it in the refrigerator.
But if you can't catch it, think about being laughed at if you run around in the middle of the night...
Uncle Grass Carp still has experience:
"I just heard you say, are you selling vegetables tomorrow? What are you selling? Give me a three- to five-pound vegetable."
He explained with a cheerful smile: "I told my family that this is a newly opened farmhouse. We came to eat and bought some pure green vegetables."
It is better to speak out than to fish for the Air Force.
Anyway, the daughter-in-law at home is doing this.
Zhang Yanping asked: "Is the scrambled eggs with green onions and twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts at noon delicious?"
If it’s not delicious, I’m a middle-aged person who is maintaining health, so why would I order a second portion of half of it?
"What a coincidence," Zhang Yanping slapped his thigh: "What we sell are spring onions, garlic sprouts, coriander and nepeta. They cost twenty yuan a handful, three taels a handful."
“How much do you want? I’m going to pull it out in the vegetable field now.”
This price is so expensive!
Even if they don’t buy groceries, everyone will frown.
But thinking about the 10,000 yuan worth of tea just now, I don’t know why, but it seems that 20 yuan is not worth mentioning anymore.
Uncle Grass Carp pondered for a while: "My family doesn't like to eat coriander and garlic sprouts. Give me two pounds of green onions. The green onions at noon taste really good."
Go back and mix some tofu, oh how delicious it is!
Everyone touched their bellies, and now even a few people who were reluctant to buy tea opened their mouths and said, "Give me two kilograms too."
Chapter 200! (I really didn’t expect that one day has not passed since chapter 12.)
The first twenty-one pounds was too cheap, so I changed it to three taels. Maybe it was the five-yuan green onions at the gate of the community that delayed me.
Yan Jiansheng: When he was about to die, he kept pointing at the oil lamp and refused to die because there were two wicks in the oil lamp at home. Together with Grandet, they are also known as Wolong and Phoenix.
There will be more in a moment.
(End of this chapter)