Mu Qiancha and the two walked into the living room of Old Man Yin's old courtyard hand in hand, and the old man was obviously too happy in his heart, but his face was unhappy.

"You remember my bad old man, who is next door every day, and he doesn't come to see me!"

Yin Shaoguang and Mu Tiancha glanced at each other, and looked at Old Man Yin's eyes with a little amusement.

"Grandpa Yin, didn't you just see it yesterday when you drank tea, I'm afraid that I'll always be dangling in front of you, don't you think I'm annoying?"

Old Man Yin listened to Mu Tiancha's soft tone, and his heart was extremely useful, this was like his own child, and the beard on his chin was curled happily.

"Don't be skinny, say that my stinky boy, since I have a daughter-in-law, I don't care about my old man anymore, I feel so bitter in my heart......"

"Grandpa, I was wrong!" Yin Shaoguang immediately saw the wind and rudder, and his tone was particularly conscious.

Old Man Yin was stunned for a moment, he couldn't hold back any longer, and a bright smile bloomed on his face.

"That's pretty much it! Don't be poor, your Uncle Yi's meal is almost ready, sit down for a while. ”

Mu Tiancha was relieved, and secretly winked at Yin Shaoguang, and the two sat down next to the old man to chat with him.

After eating, the two returned to Fenglin Garden, and it was already dark.

Mu Tiancha was busy all afternoon, a little tired, and the whole person was miserable. Yin Shaoguang was completely the opposite, he had enough sleep and was full of energy.

"Cha Cha."

"Huh?"

"Are you going to the teahouse tomorrow?"

"Go, let's determine the operation plan of the teahouse next month." Mu Tiancha replied weakly, leaning her head on the back of the sofa, looking tired.

Yin Shaoguang was inexplicably distressed, and held her shoulders to pull the person up, so that she could pilllow her legs and lean more comfortably.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Mu Qiancha was a little strange, half-closed his eyes, and asked softly.

"Nothing. It's just that I worked three extra days and adjusted to rest on the weekend, so I thought I could accompany you well. ”

"However, I made an appointment with Brother Zheng to have a meeting tomorrow morning to determine the plan; I have to contact the head office of Chuncheng in the future, I'm afraid these two or three will be very busy......" The more Mu Tiancha said, the quieter his voice became, and he felt very guilty.

"It's okay, blame me for not asking you in advance, just rest if you're tired!" Yin Shaoguang touched her head, helped her up, and pushed her back to the room.

Mu Tiancha washed up and changed into comfortable pajamas, and got into the quilt, but he couldn't sleep a little. The man I woke up in the morning and saw the sleeping side face lingered, and the more I tried to forget, the clearer the picture became.

She shook her head and patted her cheek, which was a little hot. There was still a little fresh and good smell on the quilt, and Mu poured tea and counted the sheep, and finally fell asleep under the siege of the dense sheep.

"In general, our company has a history of very little tea from the top mountain panjang and Iceland. In the early years, it still accounted for a certain proportion of the warehouse, and in recent years, the raw materials of fresh leaves are too tight, and the old man and the master are unwilling to spend a lot of manpower and material resources on a single mountainside tea, so there are not many tun. ”

"In other words, as the benchmark of our Yanjing Teahouse, even if we don't consider the cost and customer consumption potential, we can't do it." Zheng Qiubai said solemnly with a serious expression.

The bright sun shone right on Mu Qiancha's back, she held a pen in her hand, carefully sketched in the notebook, and then raised her head and began to say her opinion.

"In this way, there are not many teas to choose from. There is one wind village, one in the past, and there is a wide difference. ”

"I thought about it for a long time last night, but I still forgot about it. Although the tea is very distinctive, I still feel that something is missing. It's like, the charm is not enough. Yes, the charm is not enough, the feeling, whether it is the taste, or the aroma, plus various comprehensive factors, I still feel younger. ”

"The wind is strong, and the breadth is thick and sweet, which one do you prefer to pour tea?"

"I tend to be wide-ranging. A comprehensive comparison of the taste and texture of the soup, how to say, it is easier to accept, and the audience is wider. If it is a windy village, the fame is there, and the tea is good enough, but the audience is relatively narrow. ”

"Well, it makes sense, so now the draft is finalized?"

"Well, let's say goodbye first. Ultimately, it is a matter of consolidating our inventory. I'll contact my dad and they'll have a meeting in the afternoon, Brother Zheng, you go and check our inventory. ”

"Okay."

Zheng Qiubai sorted out the documents, got up and left the office.

Mu Tiancha closed the notebook and pinched her forehead, which was a little swollen. Subsequently, she also got up, found the wind village and Guangbei Laozhai of the same year, and made an appointment with Yu Ruoqing, who happened to be in the teahouse, to go to Songshi Ju to have a drink.

"Why did you remember to come to me for tea today?" Yu Ruoqing held her teacup, took a sip of tea, and asked Mu to pour tea.

Mu poured tea with a smile and said nothing, concentrating on brewing two kinds of tea at the same time, and poured two cups for himself and Yu Ruoqing respectively.

It wasn't until she drank the fifth bubble that she opened her mouth and asked Yu Ruoqing: "How is it?" ”

"Huh?"

Yu Ruoqing looked confused, her face was full of question marks, what is it?

"How's the tea?"

"You ask about tea, which tea are you talking about, drinking? Wait, which two teas are you brewing? ”

"In 2000, Yiwu Wind Village and He Kaiguang Farewell Village."

"I've heard of Windy Village, and it's the first time I've heard of Guangbei Laozhai."

"The one who drinks it is a little stronger, and the one that stands out for the sweetness of the cane sugar is Guangbei."

"Oh, it's all delicious, but I like to wind it a little more."

Mu Tiancha was very surprised, Yu Ruoqing, such an elegant girl as soft as a willow, would actually like to blow the wind village, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Qingqing, why do you like the wind village?" ”

"I don't know, I just like it. Drinking this tea, the tea is very full, it is simply a crushing pavement, I like it very much. Its strength and the thick texture of the soup go hand in hand, and it feels very stable, which I also like. ”

Mu Qiancha looked at her with a serious look, silently poured her teacup full of Fengzhai Village, and then brewed a pot of Guangbei and poured it for herself.

Yes, she likes to drink Guangbei Laozhai. It's a little secret that even Mu Jiamu doesn't know.

Yun Guiji's tea is too much and too rich, she has drunk every one since she was a child, and if she drinks more, she will naturally have her own special preference.

Guangbei tea soup is thick, the inner quality is quite rich, and the texture of the soup is not much weaker than that of the king banzhang. In terms of taste, the unique cane sugar sweetness of Guangbei may not be as moist as Icelandic rock candy, but it has its own unique charm.

At the previous tea party, she used Guangbei's old tea, but she couldn't remember exactly which year.

Sometimes, she even thinks that if you really want to use a tea to match Yin Shaoguang, Guangbei Laozhai deserves it.

It is as deep and tolerant as the sea, and as sweet as sugar, it makes people sweet to the bones, and tea is like its people.