Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Wu Xiaofan's tea finally arrived in Luo Shoubai's hands after several handling, and his house was very lively today. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I said Old Man Luo, we came all the way to ask you and didn't say anything, what do you think?" An old man with gray hair, but his face was very good, full of red light, and his two cloudy eyes flashed with wisdom from time to time.

The identity of this old man is not simple, he has dealt with tea all his life, and is the president of the Zhejiang Tea Association and an important director of the Huaxia Tea Association, called Yi Songcheng.

has a very good personal relationship with Luo Shoubai, otherwise Luo Shoubai would not have invited him over.

"I said you old immortal, what are you anxious about, isn't this already here?" Luo Shoubai replied while unpacking the package.

"Is this package still something good?" Yi Songcheng looked at Chief Luo Shoubai's package curiously, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see anything like it, it was just an ordinary package, and the packaging might not be as good as other packages.

"Did you call us here to see you unwrap the package?" Yi Songcheng said dissatisfied, as if no matter what Luo Shoubai did, he was not satisfied: "I have nothing to do, an idle old man, but why did you call Xiao Ye Xiaogan and them?" They are all big bosses, hundreds of thousands of people every minute. ”

The people who were called Xiao Ye and Xiao Gan by Yi Songcheng were not young, they were all fifty years old and above, but they didn't dare to complain.

"Yi Lao, you always laugh, Luo Lao can call us, that's our honor."

Luo Shoubai is just a tea roaster, but he has good skills, but if it is an ordinary person, Ye Qiang and Gan Lin don't pay so much attention to it, but whoever lets Luo Shoubai have a nephew with all the power to the sky, it is an existence that can destroy them in minutes.

"Just worry about you, an old immortal, you see that Xiao Ye and Xiao Gan didn't say anything." After hard work, Luo Shoubai finally opened the package, because Wang Jiatian attached too much importance to it, so the packaging was a bit tight.

Even after dismantling, the inside is three layers of wrapping inside, and after opening these, I finally saw the true face of the package, a bag of sealed tea.

"Old immortal, if you can't wait, you can go first, but I can tell you, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Luo Shoubai began to boil water and prepared to make tea.

As soon as Yi Songcheng saw that it was tea inside, he knew that this tea must be unusual, otherwise he would not have gone to such great lengths to invite them.

The people sitting here are all people who like to cherish tea as their lives, if they encounter good tea, they are all masters who recognize tea and do not recognize people, don't look at the appearance of respecting the old and loving the young.

"Why should I go?" Yi Songcheng said with a smile, he thought that if he was still leaving, then he would be stupid: "I said you should hurry up." ”

Seeing Luo Shoubai's slow movements, he couldn't help but urge.

"Why don't you come?" Luo Shoubai stopped what he was doing and said.

Yi Songcheng saw that Luo Shoubai was about to strike, and hurriedly said, "It's better for you to come." ”

He still admires Luo Shou's technique of making tea, which he still can't compare.

The other people sitting here are all watching their noses and noses, and they will never participate in the war between these two old urchins, or they will be in a dilemma, and then neither side will be human.

And they have also become accustomed to the bickering of the two, saying that the old is young, the old is small, and the two are typical of this symptom.

Finally, Luo Shoubai brewed the tea and signaled that everyone could drink it, but the others were still reserved, but Yi Songcheng didn't pay attention to these, picked up the teacup in front of him, and began to taste it.

After drinking, his eyes began to glow, but he quickly hid it again, put down the teacup lightly and said, "It's not good." ”

When the others heard it, they looked at him suspiciously, this is not good tea, what kind of tea is good, although the process of tasting tea was disturbed by Yi Songcheng, but just now when they drank it, and the smell of fragrance, they are sure, this tea is not ordinary, just compare it with the tea on the market now, there may not be one that can match it, it is definitely a top-level existence, but for this old man's words, they dare not refute.

When Luo Shoubai heard this, he was a little unconvinced, and picked up the teacup in confusion, but he hadn't drunk it yet, but at this time, Yi Songcheng quickly stretched out his hand to the bag of tea in front of Luo Shoubai.

The others were taken aback by his action, what the hell was going on, the action was so fast, they didn't react.

But Luo Shoubai reacted, but it was too late.

"The surname is Yi, what do you want to do, draw the line?" Luo Shoubai said with a straight face, but he was very happy in his heart, what he wanted was this effect, and he also knew what Wu Xiaofan meant by giving him tea, that is, in a short period of time, let this tea spread, there is no doubt that Yi Songcheng is the best candidate.

"Half, and tell me what kind of tea this is and where it is produced." Yi Song said as if he was holding a baby, holding the bag of tea.

Luo Shoubai felt that it was not enough, and he had to continue to hang Yi Songcheng's appetite.

"Don't even think about it, I finally got it, I can invite you to have a drink today, this is already for the sake of friends who have seen us for so many years." Luo Shou Baiyan said righteously, as if what he said was true, if Yi Songcheng dared to take it, looking at his appearance, he would have to go up and fight hard.

Seeing Luo Shoubai like this, Yi Songcheng sat back in a daze, they are all masters who cherish tea as their lives, if others dare to grab tea with him, he will also work hard with others and compare his heart with his heart.

"Lao Luo, look at our good friends for so many years, can we discuss it, half, no, one-third." Yi Songcheng said curtly.

"Old man Yi, it's not that I won't give it to you, this is what my nephew gave me, this is a piece of his filial piety, how can I give it to you." Luo Shoubai was embarrassed.

"Your nephew? So where did he come from? Yi Songcheng immediately asked.

"Of course it's my own ......" Luo Shoubai said halfway through, and immediately stopped talking, as if he had missed it before, but it was such a simple pit, and the others began to jump into it, and they danced very happily.

"Everyone is an old friend, you are also connoisseurs, how about this tea, I think you also know, rare boutique ......" Luo Shoubai was embarrassed.

"Lao Luo, don't pretend, I don't know what you mean, don't you just want to promote your nephew?" Yi Songcheng saw Luo Shoubai's embarrassed look, how fake he was, he was also a good person, how could he not see it.

"But I jumped into this pit, as long as he sells me tea and helps him promote it." Yi Songcheng said to the others: "You say yes." ”

"Hehe, okay, then I'll call my nephew." Luo Shoubai said with a smile, without any embarrassment.