Chapter 690: The Cheng family has no tea

"Nonsense! At this time, how can there be no tea! Cheng Zimu sat in the study and yelled irritably. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info people in the industry know that the period from Qingming to Guyu is the golden period of tea picking and tea making, except for oolong and Longjing before the rain, other varieties of tea are better at this time, too early to taste incomplete, late to disperse. Therefore, the month after Gu Yu was the peak period of tea trading, and a few stewards sent by the Cheng family to buy tea came back and told him that he couldn't buy tea!

The steward at the table was also bitter, "The little ones went to the tea merchant to buy tea with tea, and they were really told that there was no tea." Later, the little one didn't believe it, so he sent someone to inquire, only to learn that someone had said hello and was not allowed to sell tea to the Cheng family in Dengzhou. ā€

Cheng Zimu frowned, his eyes shining fiercely, "Who is it?" ā€

The steward bowed his head vigorously, "No...... I don't know. Those people didn't dare to say ......"

Don't dare to say it, not can't say it. The acquaintance of the tea merchant advised them to come back early and not have to work hard. The steward is psychologically miserable, but he can't buy tea with the tea he bought at a high price, what's going on, which Buddha did their Cheng family offend!

Cheng Zimu's heart turned slightly, and the first thing that came to mind was that the second uncle, who was an official in the south, had offended some great person, and asked solemnly, "How about the cash price of Jiancha tea?" ā€

Tea, like salt, iron, and wine, is a good commodity and is particularly strictly traded. Tea is needed to buy tea, otherwise tea merchants will not dare to sell it.

The famous tea of the Great Zhou Dynasty came out of Jianzhou, and the name of Jiancha was heard all over the world. The high-quality Longyuan and Shengxue white tea in Jiancha are particularly expensive. Since the Tang Dynasty, tea is a treasure, gold can be obtained, tea can not be obtained, a cake of dragon garden, can be worth 500 guan! Because of the benefits, the discipline is more stringent. This year, the Cheng family took advantage of the relationship between Cheng Minchuan, the second master who was an official, to get a thousand cakes of tea and tea, thinking that they would make a lot of money, but they didn't expect such a thing to happen. Since you can't buy tea, you have to get the tea out as soon as possible.

In the middle of spring every year, the Fujian Transit Division presents the first outline of tea to the saint after the "trial new", you can start to buy and sell, now it is nearly midsummer, the fine tea has been nearly exhausted, and the tea is not sold out, it is not worth much.

The steward said in a low voice, "A tea lead, a hundred ......"

"Smack!" Cheng Zimu slammed the white jade teacup to the ground! The steward was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with weak legs, wanting to cry without tears, "Young Master, if you don't make a move, I'm afraid you will have to reduce the price......"

Cheng Zimu's sharp eyes closed for a few breaths, suppressed his anger, and "Sell it." What about Southeast Tea? ā€

Southeast tea is the largest and most widely sold in addition to high-quality tea. The Cheng family ships out of the goods every year, and Southeast tea accounts for seventy percent.

"The situation over there, with Jiancha...... Similarly...... "The steward did not dare not answer." There is tea but no tea, and this is the first time he has encountered such a thing in decades.

Cheng Zimu was furious, after sacrificing to the sea god and concubine, the sea boat was about to leave the port, but the steward told him that there was no tea, did he want the Cheng family's boat to run empty!

Now is not the time to lose his temper, Cheng Zimu waved his hand to let him step back, and called Cheng Xu, "Go to Jiangnan quickly, buy a large amount of high-grade silk as soon as possible, and then send someone to Dingzhou, and put another 5,000 sets of fine white porcelain tea bowls and transport them to Dengzhou." ā€

Five thousand sets, Cheng Xu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied carefully, "Five thousand sets may be difficult to get together, even if you get them together in a hurry, the price will not be cheap." ā€

Cheng Zimu stared at him with lowered eyes, "If you want to go, where is the nonsense!" ā€

"Yes." Cheng Xu breathed a sigh of relief, with the words of the eldest young master, even if the things he bought were expensive, he could have a reason to get rid of the crime, "Young master, how much does it cost to buy a large amount of silk?" ā€

"Half a shipyard." Cheng Zimu directly ordered, and then urged, "Try your best, but it must be of good quality." ā€

Cheng Xu was ordered to go out, Cheng Zimu turned around a few times, pushed the door to his father to discuss writing a letter to the second uncle, but saw seven or eight stewards walking out of Xiao Qi's study opposite the garden not far away, with smiles on their faces, which was very eye-catching!

Thinking of Xiao Qi's appearance at this time, Cheng Zimu's chest was suffocated, turned around and went to the stable, rode out of the city gate, and went straight to Zixian.

At this time, the weather is so hot that people are irritable, and the thirsty earth is cracked, which makes people panic, even the cicadas on the trees are weak, and the green mountain villages in previous years are actually yellow over green at this time, which makes people panic when they see it, and they can't wait to drink the cold water to suppress the shock.

However, he did not dare to drink the cold water openly, because he was afraid that the only trickle in the river would be drunk and there would be no water to irrigate the fields.

This kind of panic spreads, making people's hearts even more restless. Liu Guo paced back and forth in the county office, frowning and thinking about whether he had hit the slanch, why wherever he was an official, there would be disasters!

The drought and flooding are still troublesome.

"The waterway in Beigou Village is about to be repaired, right?" Liu Guo asked Li You, the chief bookkeeper next to him, even more irritably.

Li You, whose mouth was full of bubbles, finally showed a smile, "It's just these two days, do you want to go and see it?" ā€

Liu Guo grabbed the black yarn on his head, "Go!" If it doesn't work, send a servant to help repair it, and the water must be connected within three days, otherwise it will be too late. ā€

The two rolled all the way to the dust, and when they arrived at the edge of Beigou Village, they heard the earth-shattering cheers. Liu Guo opened the curtain of the car and was overjoyed, "It's done?" Hurry, go check it out! ā€

The villagers of Beigou Village jumped into the stream one by one like crazy, plunged into the water, and only raised their heads when their faces were flushed, laughing, and splashing each other with water.

Ah, water! It's water! The water has really taken over!

Lan Yi, who was supported by Jia Shi and Ruhua, looked at Yu'er and Wenxuan who took off their shoes and played by the water, and then looked at the two gentlemen Wuming and Jingxiao who were sitting by the stream and smiling, Zhao Lizheng and Second Uncle Wang who were drenched in the water under the bamboo pipe, and the tanned fat man who was crying in the water, laughing happily.

It feels so good to take a deep breath of the air full of moist moisture!

"Lord Liu is here, Lord Liu is here!" The sharp-eyed villagers saw Liu Guogen rushing over and shouted, "My lord, we have water!" ā€

Liu Guo looked at the shining water column that flowed out of the bamboo pipe more than half a foot thick, and the corners of his mouth grinned to his ears, "Okay, good!" ā€

Zhao Li, who was drenched, walked in front of Liu Guogen and saluted, "My lord, the waterway is open." ā€

Liu Guo patted Zhao Lizheng's shoulder, "Okay, good!" ā€

Zhao Lizheng got the praise of the adults, the old eyes were full of tears, nearly a month, he didn't even enter the door twice, either in the mountains looking at the ditch, or running outside to recruit workers to buy paint, tired and fell asleep on the stones, opened his eyes and followed the stones to clear the road, the hard work and pressure, indescribable, at this time actually choked up.

Liu Guogen still patted Zhao Lizheng's shoulder, and said, "Okay, good!" ā€

Lan Yi laughed, Liu Guogen, who has always had a tongue like a lotus, has such a time when he is poor in words!

She stroked her slightly bulging lower abdomen, looked at her green hillside, and had the urge to cry, and finally, she survived!