Fog tea can actually alleviate the side effects caused by your own transitional use of the brain. This was something that Tang Jin couldn't have imagined no matter what, or he didn't dare to think about it at all.

After all, in order to solve this side effect in the previous life, Tang Jin can be said to have racked his brains, whether it was stealing, independent research and development, and tried countless drugs, but the most useful one of them was only temporarily relieved, like a stimulant, so that he could temporarily return to normal, but after the effect of the drug passed, the side effects not only did not decrease in the slightest, but became more serious.

After coming here, on the one hand, because of the many affairs, he had no time to take care of it, and on the other hand, because the medical and chemical level of this world was too backward, he had no hope at all for developing drugs to alleviate his side effects. After all, he couldn't make it with advanced modern technology, so could he hope that a simple and backward decoction would be useful?

It turned out that he was slapped in the face, and it was repeated back and forth. The facts in front of him told him that he didn't need a decoction at all, and he could make a cup of tea. In the previous life, Bala worked hard to develop a medicine that didn't work for most of his life, and now people can just make a cup of tea and get it, do you say it's angry?

Well...... is not angry, for someone Tang who has always regarded his face as nothing, he is not angry at all. As long as you can alleviate your side effects and solve your own big problem, let alone slap your face once, it's no problem even ten times.

"Is this Fog Tea Villa for sale?" Sure that fog tea can really alleviate his side effects, Tang Jin immediately started to stock up, but as long as this tea house sells, no matter how much money he wants, he decided anyway, from today onwards to drink water and only drink fog tea, and eat tea cakes when eating, even the tea eggs for breakfast in the future He plans to use fog tea to cook, but unfortunately he can't take a bath because of his injury, otherwise it is also a good choice to take a bath in tea soup.

"Naturally, there are sales, but there are not many stocks." The little guy didn't know why, but Tang Jin liked the unique taste of this tea and wanted to buy some back, so he said truthfully: "Although this Yi Tea Mountain is the origin of fog tea, just like Zhao Gongzi said before, fog tea is a tribute, and the tribute to the royal family is a small head, and the big head is mainly used for the sale and reward of the imperial village." As the origin of Yi Tea Mountain, it itself can leave not much tea, and the quality is poor, this part of the tea, most of them are used to entertain tourists like two, as for the sale is not much, there is no need to come to the small amount, and the second tourists who come to visit are mostly relatives of the emperor, and there are some foggy tea at home, so they will not buy. ”

"That's a good feeling!" Tang Jin became happy when he heard this. There are few people who buy it, which proves that there is a lot of inventory, although Yichashan is the smallest in the entire distribution chain, but that is also relatively speaking, no matter how little, there are definitely five or six catties of tea every year, even if some are used up to entertain tourists, there can be at least three or four catties left, which is enough for Tang Jin to drink for a while.

Tang Jin was happy, but his words changed when they fell into the ears of the little guy, "What do you mean by 'that good feeling'?" The tea can't be sold, it can only be piled up in the warehouse to deteriorate and moldy, and I just watched the white silver slip away from my eyes, and my heart hurt! It has become a good thing for you, are you a person who sincerely finds fault? ”

Thinking like this, the little guy's eyes when he looked at Tang Jin suddenly became a little more impatient and disgusted. Although he is only a subordinate in the tea house, as the saying goes, "the prime minister's door is seven officials", and being able to serve in Yichashan is in a sense working for the royal family, if they are polite to the children of ordinary officials and eunuchs, but they are not afraid of businessmen like Zhao Yu.

Tang Jin noticed the little guy's eyes, but he didn't care too much, he was not so bored that he was serious with a subordinate, he just took out a few golden tickets from his arms, slapped them on the table, and said: "You go and call your housekeeper, just say that Young Master Ben is going to buy all the tea leaves in the villa today, whether it is new tea or old tea, the price doesn't matter, the most important thing is fast!" ”

Finally found something that could solve the big problem in his heart, Tang Jin didn't have the patience to make these small profits with them in this ink, if it weren't for the estimation of Fang Jieqing, he would have already shown his identity and went straight to the warehouse to move things.

Fortunately, the little guy seemed to be shocked by Tang Jin's trench, and as soon as Tang Jin finished speaking, he hurriedly responded, didn't even leave the main gate, directly climbed over the fence, and flew straight to the top of the mountain.

Tang Jin was slightly stunned, and then smiled helplessly. Although this little guy's behavior looks exaggerated, it is also reasonable.

As a tea house exclusively for the royal family, Yichashan itself basically has no other income except for the annual appropriation of the imperial court, which means that the stewards and servants here only have a little money to take every month.

Coincidentally, although the Tang Dynasty attaches great importance to commerce, and agriculture is also very developed, and the country is extremely wealthy, it is comparable to the Ming Dynasty in the previous life in terms of officials. The one that is set by Yu Lu is darker than Zhou's skin. Fortunately, the imperial court allowed officials to do business and gave certain preferential policies, so most officials were quite wealthy.

Keyi Tea Mountain, although it looks like a worker, but barely a small official, because of the need to guard the safety of the villa, there is no possibility of running a side business or doing business, the only thing that can be counted on is to sell tea to make some money and subsidize the family, so Tang Jin said that he wanted to sell a lot of tea, even if this little guy is happy, it is naturally reasonable to be so anxious.

Looking at the back of the little guy who was far away, Tang Jin smiled and poured himself another cup of tea, two cups of tea into his stomach, Tang Jin suddenly felt a lot clearer in his mind. Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look down the mountain, where there were still milky white clouds, but some strange sounds could be faintly heard.

"Little Er, come over here." Tang Jin said softly. Fang Xiaoer was stunned, although he didn't know why, he still instinctively came to Tang Jin's side. Tang Jin whispered a few words to him, Fang Xiaoer nodded solemnly when he heard this, and immediately jumped out of the wall and quickly disappeared into the clouds along the mountain road.

Fang Xie Qing looked at Fang Xiaoer's back and asked inexplicably, "What's wrong with Xiao Er?" Why are you in such a hurry? Do you ask him to do anything important? Do you need to go there yourself? Why don't we stop playing and let's go? ”

Tang Jin smiled, scratched her small nose, and said with a smile: "Are you asking something?" Where are there so many problems, I just remembered that there were no vegetables at home, and I couldn't cook when I went back at night, so I asked Xiao Er to go back to the city first, find a restaurant to book a table and a banquet, and play for a day, I can't go hungry when I go back, right? ”

Fang Xie Qing tilted his head and thought about it, thinking that this was also the case, so he nodded immediately, and then suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said, "You didn't seem to give Xiao Er any money just now!" How can he book a banquet if he has no money? Besides, his eyes are not good, don't be hurt by this rugged mountain road, let's hurry up and take a look. ”

Tang Jin slapped his forehead speechlessly, took a cup of tea and stuffed it into Fang Jieqing's mouth, "Drink your tea with peace of mind, that kid has his own money, and his ears are very good, he won't be in danger if you are in danger, worrying about it will make people become an old woman in the city!" ”

"You...... You're just worrying about it, you're becoming an old woman! When Fang Xie Qing heard this, his little head lowered, and he took a sip of tea with a rather resentful sip, muttering quietly in his mouth.

Just when the two were fighting, a spherical figure in the clouds and mist rushed quickly, it was Deng Youlu, the steward of Yicha Mountain, and in his hand he was also holding one, it was the little guy who had just left, but this would completely lose the spirit just now, but his face was pale, obviously unable to adapt to Deng Youlu's wind-like speed.

The main owner has arrived, and Tang Jin and the two no longer quarrel, but seriously discussed the matter of buying tea. Of course, with Tang Jin not caring about how much money was spent, the process was extremely smooth.

In the end, five hundred taels of silver were exchanged for a total of about ten catties of tea, both old and new, which was cost-effective, fifty taels of silver per catty, which was almost the same as the market price, and it was not too much of a loss.

After negotiating the price, both sides took what they needed, and while the guests and hosts were happy, Deng Youlu even instructed his subordinates to prepare a sumptuous dinner table to treat Tang Jin well, and Tang Jin didn't know what to think, as if he had completely forgotten what he had just said to Fang Jieqing, he was invited to eat and drink with Fang Jieqing, who was full of incomprehension, until sunset, and then went down the mountain with satisfaction under the leadership of several small people.

At the same time, outside the mountain gate, a team of officials with serious faces lined up neatly, and in front of them, Bai Luo, who had changed into a white brocade robe, stared at the mountain gate not far away with a gloomy and tired face, and his eyes were full of shame and indignation.

(To be continued)