From the afternoon of the same day, Lu Fenfang began to learn the tea ceremony with Uncle Jiu.

About two days later, Lu Fenfang's Han costume ordered online also arrived, and she really needs a hanger to dress, and Lu Fenfang happens to be the kind of person with a good hanger, the lady's skirt is like a person who has traveled from ancient times, and her temperament is so ancient that she doesn't eat fireworks in the world, Lei Yiyi looked at it and pouted in the sky, and was jealous and red fruit was written on her face.

In order to demonstrate, I ordered two Tang-style long dresses from the Internet in one go, and my heart was slightly better.

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The next day, several unexpected guests visited, these three people were Lu Liang, the village director of Shitang Village, the accountant, and Mr. Yang, who was ready to invest in Baishuixi.

Mr. Yang's car was stopped at the door, and the vehicles were not allowed to enter the tea house, and there was a special parking lot at the door.

At this time, the security booth has been done, and the plaque at the door has also been repaired, and a door number has been made, and the four words "Xianjian Tea House" are inlaid in the center of the door number, which looks much more formal and magnificent.

Mr. Yang looked at the plaque of "Xianjian Tea House", and squinted at Lu Liang, Lu Liang's face was very uncomfortable, he patted his chest and promised that he could do it immediately, but now not only did it not happen, but this Xianjian Tea House has become a climate.

Although the business of the tea house is not as hot as it was at the beginning, the advertising effect is still there, and the power of word-of-mouth is even more revealed, and twenty or thirty guests will come every day.

Like Mr. Yang, he was picked up by a friend next to him, because after that friend drank Xianjian Rock Tea, he touted the tea to the sky, and for a while, he couldn't help but be curious, wanting to see what was going on with this unbeatable Xiaoqiang? Originally, he didn't regard Wu Bin and them as any serious opponents at all, a few poor and despicable peasants, old and small, and it was really humiliating to treat them as opponents.

This time, he and Lu Liang came over again, firstly to be curious about the temptation of fairy sword tea, and secondly, to see how the other party's business was.

Still at the door, he felt a little uneasy, I really didn't expect that these mud legs, who had no connections at all, could open a tea house in such a remote place where birds don't.

In fact, he wants to open a farmhouse, as a tourist summer resort, relying on his own connections and funds, now the remote place is not a big deal, cars are popular, the average family has driven on the car, weekends or holidays are inevitable to travel by car, and away from the city, enjoy the quiet and leisure of the countryside, naturally is a good selling point.

What's more, Baishui Creek is a place where there are mountains and rivers, there are strange peaks standing behind it, and the climate is pleasant all year round, as long as the road is repaired, he believes that the business will definitely be done, not to mention that when he is fine, he also wants to live in this fairy land for a while.

However, what he didn't expect was that these inconspicuous-looking mud legs could do business without building roads, which was really a big surprise to him, and made him feel heavy unconsciously.

Entering the teahouse, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sink his heart when he saw these people at a glance, but he was well-versed in the world and knew that some things were still suitable for solving, so he still entertained them with a pot of tea without humility or arrogance.

In the process of boiling water to make tea, Lu Liang couldn't help but ridicule Lu Fenfang, who was dressed in a plain white Han costume: "Sister Fen, what you are wearing is like Bai Suzhen, you are too frustrated, next time my uncle comes over, you can dress me brightly." ”

Lu Fenfang still had to give in a little to her distant cousin: "I know, uncle, but white also represents purity, thinking about it like this, will you feel more comfortable?"

Lu Liang he for a while, and didn't speak again, after all, it was his niece, and he didn't have much to say.

Mr. Yang looked at the price list: "Mulberry, three hundred yuan, three three hundred yuan? Boss, your pricing is bold enough." ”

Uncle Nine said like a spring breeze: "Back to the boss, this belongs to the self-selected dim sum, you are free." ”

"I don't think it's expensive, three hundred is not much different from three dollars to me, it's just a number, but the question is, three mulberries sell for three hundred yuan? Wouldn't this be a little too messy? Although it's not the month of mulberries, you won't be able to add such a high price if you ship them from outside, and you're suspected of fraud." ”

"Clearly marked prices, where does fraud begin?"

"Okay, then let's have a mulberry, I'd like to taste the difference. ”

Uncle Nine still looked like a spring breeze: "I'm sorry, the mulberries are sold out, and they can't be provided for the time being." ”

Mr. Yang smiled "hehe": "It seems that you are often out of stock, so it can be seen that the business is quite good." ”

At this time, there was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a dark blue suit that was a little faded, and the leather shoes under his feet were also full of dust.

"Oh, are you Teacher Jiang?" Uncle Nine got up and walked over, asking Lu Fenfang to greet Lu Liang and them.

The person who came was indeed Jiang Xindong, and when he saw Uncle Jiu, he smiled with a wrinkle on his face: "Uncle Jiu, I haven't seen you for many years, I didn't expect you to remember me." ”

A few days ago, Wu Bin specially explained to me that if Teacher Jiang came to drink tea, he would definitely entertain him well. ”

"I've been hearing about this Xianjian Tea House recently, I came to take a look, the words on this plaque are all written by Wu Bin, and sure enough, I have improved a lot, just this hand, there is no problem at all in entering the Calligraphers Association. ”

"It's still Mr. Jiang's discernment, which was written by our family Wu Bin. ”

Saying that, he personally led Teacher Jiang to sit down, and while making tea, he also asked Aunt Xie to bring a mulberry up. The three red mulberries in the celadon disc look very cute.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Yang immediately became angry: "Boss, what's the matter with you? Didn't you just say that there are no mulberries?"

"Yes or no, this interpretation is right in our store. Otherwise, you're going to sue me?" Uncle Jiu's words came sharply, but his expression was still smiling.

Lu Liang's tone also raised his tone: "What kind of attitude do you have? The customer is God! What's more, I'm still the parent official of this place, and you are bullying me in front of me? Don't you know that Yang is always the God of Wealth in our Shitang Village? Hurry up, give us Mr. Yang a plate of snacks! If there are no mulberries, anything else can be done." ”

Teacher Jiang saw that the situation was not good, and felt that he was playing a round: "Don't hurt your harmony, isn't it just a plate of mulberries? ”

Uncle Nine shook his head: "No." ”

Teacher Jiang stopped him, hoping that he would calm down: "Uncle Nine, you see, I'm old, this tooth mouth is not good, this mulberry will cool my old teeth, I can't eat it at all." ”

"Teacher Jiang, I won't say anything else, but I can guarantee one thing, this mulberry will never sour your teeth. If you don't believe it, if you feel sour, you can spit it out. ”

Lu Liang also spoke: "Teacher Jiang, we won't want your mulberries either, you can eat yours." If we want to eat, we will naturally buy it ourselves, you only have a few salaries, and we Yang always don't need you to invite it. ”

Teacher Jiang saw that they didn't appreciate it, everyone looked at themselves, looking forward to him "testing the poison", and in desperation, he pinched a mulberry, and felt that the mulberry was a little wrong, soft and tender, like fruit jelly, thrown into his mouth, and smashed his mouth.

The thin skin of the mulberry is broken, the juice flows into the mouth, the sour taste is there, but it is as light as smoke in the tongue, and the sweetness has multiple tastes, one is cool and straight into the sky, and the other is mellow and straight into the heart and spleen, sliding down the esophagus into the stomach, a sweet aftertaste comes up, and the whole person is drunk when he snorts!