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Mingxiang Tea Market.

Mingxiang Tea Market is the largest tea exchange and sales center in Nanyan City, covering a huge area, with production and sales in one.

In the Mingxiang Tea Market, there are not only individual sellers, but also private tea workshops that specialize in making fresh tea.

Some people just like the freshly made tea.

Chen Xiaohai came to the Mingxiang Tea Market to process the phoenix blood tea. Phoenix blood tea belongs to Lu Yu's new tea classic, the third place in the black tea list, and needs to be processed by special means.

In today's world, I'm afraid that no one knows how to process phoenix blood tea, so Chen Xiaohai, who has a new tea scripture, needs to process it himself.

The Mingxiang Tea Market has a private tea workshop, which is what Chen Xiaohai needs.

Coming to the huge tea market, Chen Xiaohai opened his head and looked around. The first time I came to this kind of place, I was completely unfamiliar with the tea market, and I didn't know where to go.

"Where should I go?"

"Forget it, let's go by luck."

Chen Xiaohai walked in the Mingxiang Tea Market, regardless of the road, relying on the thoughts in his heart. It is time to take the trail, the avenue is to take the avenue, and the right turn is not to turn left.

More than ten minutes later.

Chen Xiaohai came to a special area of the Mingxiang Tea Market, where there are no big shops, no big trucks, and no lively crowds. There are tea shops in the Qing and Athens.

There was not much traffic, and some people sat in the shop drinking tea and chatting, so happy.

"Which one?"

Chen Xiaohai paid attention to the stores on both sides, and he didn't know which store to choose. He really doesn't know much about tea. All the deacons came from Lu Yu's New Tea Sutra, and their experience was almost zero.

"Huh?"

Chen Xiaohai looked at the third-to-last tea shop on the left.

Wash the dust.

Chen Xiaohai smiled: "This name is really good. ”

As Chen Xiaohai, who can be admitted to Nanyan University, he still has some cultural accomplishments. Today's scumbags used to be barely a top student.

Washing the heart, this name should come from a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Qian Qi, "Tea Banquet with Zhao Ju".

Takeshita forgot to say about purple tea, and Quansheng Yuke was drunk.

The dust is washed away, and the sound of a tree cicada is oblique.

Wash the dust heart, a cup of tea, wash the mundane heart.

Chen Xiaohai walked into the tea shop, the decoration of the store was antique, elegant and indifferent, and unconventional. Standing in the tea shop, you can feel relaxed and relaxed, which is the charm of tea.

There are two people in the tea shop, one is an old man, about seventy years old, but he is a crane-haired child, with a glorious face, and he is in good spirits, drinking tea. A child, about ten years old, playing with the computer, seemed a little out of place with the whole tea shop.

"Grandpa, someone's coming."

When the child saw someone coming, he cried out.

"Oh, got it." The old man put down the teacup, walked towards Chen Xiaohai, glanced at Chen Xiaohai's suitcase, and asked, "This little brother, what kind of tea do you want?" ”

Chen Xiaohai shook his head: "Grandpa, I'm not here to buy tea, I want to rent your workshop to make tea." ”

The old man Song Qingqun frowned, stared at Chen Xiaohai and said, "You want to make tea?" ”

It's no wonder that Song Qingqun hesitated, Chen Xiaohai was too young, this kind of child, where would he know how to make tea. Those hands obviously rarely touch the tea.

Chen Xiaohai nodded: "That's right, I want to make my own tea." ”

Song Qingqun just wanted to refuse, but then looked at Chen Xiaohai's serious eyes and said, "You show me the tea first?" I'll decide whether or not to rent the workshop to you. ”

"Okay."

Chen Xiaohai did not hesitate, opened the suitcase, and a box of phoenix blood tea leaves was quietly placed. The red is bright, and the blood is strange.

You actually put the tea in the suitcase, do you understand the tea, you are an insult to the naked-naked-nakedness of tea.

Song Qingqun drank a cup of tea, refined tea for a lifetime, and respected tea very much. Seeing someone put tea so indiscriminately made him a little unacceptable.

Tea?

Song Qingqun looked at the box of phoenix blood tea carefully, he had never seen this kind of tea before. Roxon Ancient Black Tea from the Amazon Native Forest? South China Sea Red Shan Tea? Sri Lankan Ubar Tea? Neither.

Song Qingqun found that he had never seen this kind of tea.

"What are you? Is this really tea? ”

Chen Xiaohai smiled: "Old man, this is called phoenix blood black tea." ”

"Phoenix blood?"

Song Qingqun was slightly stunned, he really hadn't heard of this kind of black tea. Is it a newly cultivated black tea, or is it just a particularly cheap tea?

"Little brother, can I eat a piece of tea?"

"Yes."

Chen Xiaohai didn't mind, he knew some people who knew tea. By stroking and chewing, you can know how good or bad a tea is.

Song Qingqun picked up a piece of phoenix blood tea and touched it, it felt comfortable and soft, like silk; Smelled it, it had a very faint aroma and bloody smell; When you put the tea leaves in your mouth, a strong sensation blooms in your mouth, and the taste of tea, the taste of blood, and the mysterious taste of the mixture.

It's amazing.

Song Qingqun has never encountered this kind of tea, and from just a piece of tea, you can judge that this phoenix blood black tea is definitely the best in tea. Even the Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao and Yunnan Golden Gua Gong Tea that he drank were not as good as this phoenix blood black tea.

Song Qingqun stared straight at the box of phoenix blood tea trees, it was too much for such a good tea to be placed in the suitcase.

"Little brother." Song Qingqun smiled, "How about we discuss?" ”

Chen Xiaohai said: "Old man, you say." ”

Song Qingqun said: "I have a tea-making workshop here, and I can make any kind of tea. I don't have to charge you, but how about I make this phoenix blood black tea and charge one or two phoenix blood black tea? ”

Chen Xiaohai shook his head: "No, this phoenix blood black tea can only be refined by me." ”

Song Qingqun said arrogantly: "Little brother, I won't tell you, my name is Song Qingqun." In the world of tea ceremony, there is no one who doesn't know my name. The tea I make is definitely the best. ”

Good guy, it turns out that this old man has some background.

However, still no.

Chen Xiaohai secretly said in his heart, and said, "Old man, this is still not good. This phoenix blood black tea must be refined by me, and only by me can I refine it to the best effect. ”

Good boy, you dare not take me seriously.

In Huaxia Kingdom, no one dares to say that the level of refining tea is above mine.

Song Qingqun was secretly annoyed and said, "Little brother, this is my tea-making workshop?" ”

"Oh? Yours, then I'll change it. ”

Chen Xiaohai turned around and left.

Why don't you kid play your cards according to common sense?

Song Qingqun was stunned for a moment when he saw Chen Xiaohai and said to leave, and immediately grabbed Chen Xiaohai and said with a smile: "Okay, little brother, we will follow what you said." You come to refine tea, and you don't need to pay money after using the tea workshop, but you have to give me one or two for this tea, how about it? ”

Chen Xiaohai thought about it, phoenix blood black tea is very precious, if the value is developed, it is possible to have one or two, hundreds of thousands and millions. Offsetting the rental fee with one or two is indeed a bit too much.

However, this old man's identity is obviously not ordinary, and with the help of this old man, he may be able to make Fengxue black tea truly valuable. And sell personal favors with one or two, why not.

"Old man, I promise you."

"Okay, I'll take you to the teahouse."

The two happily decided.