Mu Dump Tea took out the tea needle, pried off a piece of tea leaves, weighed it in the tea lotus, and began to boil water to prepare to make tea.

"Shall I go clubbing?" Zheng Qiubai saw that Mu poured tea and puffed up, and said.

Mu Tiancha was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay." ”

She smiled self-deprecatingly, she was indeed not good enough, and her mood swings were so big when she did anything.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to find a regular pot to train the staff on. This kind of tea from unknown sources, it is better to be careful. ”

Zheng Qiubai saw the back of the girl going out, and a good-looking smile appeared on her face. The little girl became more and more calm, and her mood swings were only a little while.

Mu Tiancha quickly came back with a tray. There are not only purple clay pots on the tray, but also tea cups, fair cups, strainers and other objects.

Zheng Qiubai removed the pots and tea cups of the original ore masters that were usually used on the tea banquet before, replaced them with the newly brought tea set brought by Mu Tiancha, and began to make tea in an orderly manner.

The thick tea soup fell from the pot into the crystal fair cup, and the rich amber red color was beautiful. It's not clear enough, though.

Zheng Qiubai poured out the tea soup from the previous two tea washes, and after the fair cup cooled down, he sniffed it and handed it to Mu Qiancha.

"Wild honey, a little bit of other I don't know what it tastes like. With a sweet smell of water, the fat has not bubbled out, and this cup of incense should not be able to hang for long. ”

Zheng Qiu's white hands were not idle, and he quickly brewed the first brew of tea. Neither of them used their own master's cup, but took the Jingdezhen white porcelain cup to taste it carefully.

"The soup is quite thick. I don't quite understand, with such a soup texture, there should be a lot of aromatic esters and tea oil in the tea soup, why does this hanging cup of incense disperse? Zheng Qiubai asked with some doubts.

"This tea should have been blended, I drank it with a little bit of the taste of aged crab legs, and I will take a closer look at the bottom of the leaves later."

"This tea soup still has a bit of an orchid fragrance, I can't say which side of the characteristic."

"However, just this tea, dare to label it with Mansong? These people are too bold! ”

Mu Tiancha's face was a little indignant, she had heard that many people in the Pu'er tea industry would fight the name of famous mountains and villages in order to find some passable tea for profit, but she didn't expect the water in the middle to be so big.

Moreover, he actually imitated his own cotton paper packaging, which is really angry.

"Still drinking?" Zheng Qiubai asked.

"Let's have a few more bubbles."

The two of them drank three more bubbles patiently, and poured the bottom of the leaf into the glass dish to look at it carefully.

The leaves are complete and fat, and there are a few teas with buds and leaves, most of which are small teas, and some are finely broken. The most obvious point is that the color of the underside of the leaf is uneven, ranging from dark brown, yellowish-green, and brownish-yellow.

"This is, a blend of old and new ingredients?" Zheng Qiubai was a little unsure.

"I guess, it's the first time I've seen it."

Mu Tingcha took the bamboo clip and carefully rummaged through the bottom of the leaves.

"Found it!"

Suddenly, she screamed at the discovery of the New World, holding up the clip in her hand to look left and right.

On the slender bamboo clip, there is a small section of brown-red tea stalks.

"What's so special about this leaf stem?"

"Brother Zheng, take a closer look." Mu Qiancha said, put the leaf stem back to the empty position of the leaf bottom, and pushed it in front of Zheng Qiubai.

"This is, crab legs?"

"That's right! This tea soup is so thick, it's because of it! ”

"The people who make this tea are really attentive, two into pure ancient trees, half into crab legs, and the others are all small trees of eighty or ninety years, and it is also hard work to spell out this taste."

"At least seventy percent of his packaging is completely plagiarized from our trademarks, should we complain or even sue?" Zheng Qiubai asked solemnly.

"First of all, we have to find a channel to sell the tea in order to determine whether they have caused trademark infringement."

Mu Tiancha frowned, "Now we don't even know if there is this tea on the market, let alone anyone who makes this tea." ”

"If you consult a lawyer in detail, okay, you can sue, but who are you going to sue?"

Zheng Qiubai lowered his head and pondered, this is indeed the most troublesome.

"I'll follow the clues of the old man of the Chu family to check again?"

"That's all it can be."

Zheng Qiubai put away the cake and tea and went back to the office.

Mu Tiancha sat alone in Songshi Residence, and her mood was really bad.

At this moment, she deeply realized the difficulty of her grandfather who has always insisted on making pure ancient tree tea. The chaotic market environment, the violent price shock, the ups and downs of the past few decades, this small trademark infringement storm may not be nothing, but she is still very uncomfortable.

Only by figuring things out as soon as possible and handling them properly can she feel at ease. After all, the word-of-mouth reputation accumulated and worked hard by Yunguiji in the past few decades is not used to make wedding dresses for these fake and shoddy teas.

After calming down, Mu Dump Tea tidied up the tea table, returned the excess tea sets to their original places, and returned to the office to deal with daily work.

Regardless, the proper operation of the teahouse is the most important thing.

In the evening, Mu Tiancha returned to Fenglin Garden, was obviously depressed, and took out the key to open the door.

The whole apartment was quiet, and Yin Shaoguang was not there.

She went to the kitchen to eat something briefly, habitually turned on the computer, and logged on to Weibo.

Looking at a series of private messages, she screened them one by one, replied, and deleted the spam messages directly.

clicked on a private message signed by Xu Ziqin, paused, thought about it, and it was not a matter of being frozen like this.

"Miss Yingyunshao, Mengcheng Technology is really sincere to negotiate with you about the film and television adaptation rights of your work, I kindly ask you to reply when you see the message, or you can contact me directly. My contact information: General Manager Xu Ziqin WeChat ID: XXXXX Mobile phone number: XXXXXXXXX"

She opened the dialog box and replied with a single line.

"The adaptation rights of all my works have been negotiated with other companies, please do not disturb."

On the other side, Xu Ziqin, who had been swiping his mobile phone for almost 24 hours, finally waited for Ying Yunshao's reply and excitedly clicked on the message.

After looking at it twice, I was so angry that I almost dropped my phone.

A few hours passed unconsciously, and Mu Tiancha, who was a little dazed, looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was a full hour more than the time he went to sleep.

Maybe it's because of the psychological problem, but she is not sleepy at all today.

For some reason, she wanted to see Yin Shaoguang very much, and subconsciously had a feeling that if she couldn't see him, she might not be able to sleep all the time.

She was bored with her notebook, moved from the study to the sofa in the living room, clicked on a court drama that has been very popular recently, and watched it quietly.

The clock was about to jump to twelve, and finally the sound of the key turning the lock came from the door. She looked up and stared blankly at the door.

Yin Shaoguang, who had just entered the door, was cold, and he was a little surprised to see the lights on in the living room. I saw the girl who was huddled on the sofa again, looking at her with surprise in her eyes.

He walked over quickly, rubbed the top of the girl's hair, and asked, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?" ”

"I can't sleep." The girl reached out and hugged his waist and whispered.