"A month later, at the Tea Expo, I have already bought off the judges, and when the time comes, they will classify our brand into Class A, and we will take the opportunity to hype it up, not only to make a name for themselves, but also to make a lot of money to make up for the loss of our hotel in the first two months!"

Zhang Sheng drove the car and shared his plan with Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing was no longer surprised by Zhang Sheng's tricks, but she still expressed her concerns:

"Although the quality of tea leaves near Tianyuan Village is good, it is far from reaching the Class A standard, and the referee is good to buy it, but what about others?"

"A thousand people have a thousand mouths, who cares if they think it's good or bad, everyone likes to listen to the referee," Zhang Shengman said nonchalantly, "When the time comes, I will do a promotional event, and every guest who comes to our hotel will give two bags of tea, with a price tag of 299, so that they feel that it is worth the room price, so naturally there will be so many complaints... Besides, only outsiders will live in our hotel, they know a fart of tea? ”

Zhang Sheng already had a perfect plan in his heart, and Zheng Qing had no chance to interfere at all.

She can only pray silently in her heart, hoping that there will be no accidents at the tea fair, otherwise the reputation of the Peony Hotel will be damaged, and the business may not be as good as it is now.

I don't know how Boss Yan will manage that tea mountain......

……

Yan Cheng, who contracted to go down the tea mountain, was not idle all day.

Gao Jun went back to work, and Yan Cheng followed Brother Shuang Zi to fully experience the whole process of tea making.

Don't look at the crumpled tea leaves on weekdays, there seems to be no production process at all, but the production of narcissus tea needs to go through many complex processes such as picking, withering, shaking green, frying green, rolling, drying, etc., any process is very particular, but where there is a little error in temperature and humidity, time and strength, the taste of the tea produced is very different.

Brother Shuang Zi knew a tea factory near Tianyuan Village, and thanks to his connections, Yan Cheng was able to get acquainted with the process of making tea, and he also got acquainted with the owner of the tea factory and the tea maker, Master Wu.

Master Wu is a native of Tianyuan Village, in his forties, although he owns a small tea factory, he usually dresses not very carefully, wearing an apron and sleeve covers, and no one will treat him as the boss if he doesn't say it.

According to Brother Shuang Zi, Master Wu's tea-making skills are well-known in the county, and the price of tea made from his factory can at least double as long as his name is printed on the package.

Of course, Master Wu's fame is limited to the county, and no one may buy it when he leaves the county.

Knowing that it was Yan Cheng who came to visit, Master Wu warmly welcomed him, mainly because he heard that Yan Cheng had paid for the village to build roads and build signal base stations.

After a whole day, the two sides got along very well, and finally Master Wu also signed a small contract with Yan Cheng, and Yan Cheng could bring guests to the tea factory at any time to experience tea making, as for the cost, according to the fixed contract price of 5,000 yuan per year.

This price can be said to be very low, Yan Cheng is a little embarrassed, but Master Wu generously said: The factory can have guests to come, which will also help to improve the popularity of their tea, and maybe it can also drive tea consumption.

The business pattern cannot be small, and you can't just focus on the immediate interests, Yan Cheng learned a lot from Master Wu.

By the time I came out of the tea factory, it was getting late.

"Let's be here today, and tomorrow I'll contact some odd jobs and go over to take care of the tea mountain." Brother Shuangzi stretched his waist and said.

Yan Cheng nodded: "I'll pay for the workers." ”

"Okay, I'm not going to be polite to you!" Brother Shuangzi nodded in agreement, turned around and got into the car, said hello and went home to nurse the child.

The tea factory is not far from the B&B, and now that the sun has set and it is no longer hot, Yan Cheng walked back along the road alone.

With the help of Brother Shuang Zi and the existence of universal chemical fertilizer, Yan Cheng suddenly felt that it was quite difficult for his tea to lose at the Tea Expo.

To say that the only thing that could go wrong was the tea-making process in the later stage, but when Yan Cheng shook hands with Master Wu just now, he had already quietly learned the tea-making skills and upgraded to the master level in one go.

Chef Wu's tea-making skills are intermediate at best, but they are already so praised that even a single name can double the price of tea.

Although Yan Cheng has not yet tried to make tea with his own hands, he is full of confidence that the tea he makes will inevitably be able to overwhelm the others and become the most eye-catching dark horse at the Tea Expo.

The cool breeze blowing from the mountains stirred the reeds on the roadside, and the dragonflies hovered beside the reeds, and soon disappeared again.

A few swallows flew low, almost passing Yan Cheng.

The moisture in the air rises, and even the breath becomes a little sticky.

Yan Cheng looked up and saw that there had been many days of sunny weather, but today it was covered by dark clouds, and he said to himself:

"It's finally going to rain, and the temperature should drop a bit."

After the great heat, autumn is coming.

After a thunderstorm, the autumn rain washed the hot cement road, making the stream turbulent, the soil soft, and the wilting tea trees on the tea hills reborn.

At this moment, Yan Cheng only had two thoughts in his head:

Autumn is coming!

I didn't even bring an umbrella!

The heavy rain was pouring down, and Yan Cheng was originally running a few steps with his head covered, but he became a soup chicken in a few seconds.

He simply slowed down, gave up struggling directly, and let the raindrops of beans fall on him.

Originally, this picture was somewhat literary, but the problem was that the raindrops of beans smashed on the body, and it was already a little painful.

"Boss!"

"Brother Cheng!"

Suddenly, two crisp sounds came from the sound of the rain, and Yan Cheng used the palm of his hand as the brim of his hat to block the rain, and then he saw that two smaller shadows were running towards him at the end of the road.

Hongdou and Rongrong were holding umbrellas, but they were also half wet, their shoes were already soaked, and there were still a little mud stains on their trousers.

The two of them actually came to give Yan Cheng an umbrella.

After they approached, they held up an umbrella for Yan Cheng, and Rong Rong said:

"Brother Cheng, we saw that it was about to rain, and we were worried that you didn't have an umbrella, so we inquired all the way to find you."

Yan Cheng stretched out his hand and rubbed Rong Rong's head: "Fool, my manly husband, what's the matter with a little rain." ”

Hongdou smiled: "I mainly want to see the boss turn into a soup chicken, hahahaha~"

"I'm ......"

Yan Cheng simply snatched the umbrella of the red bean and pushed Rong Rong forward: "You can't let me get wet alone!" ”

Without the protection of the umbrella, Hongdou was immediately drenched in the heavy rain, and scolded angrily: "Dead boss, return the umbrella to me!" ”

Rong Rong was pushed by Yan Cheng to run, and looked back from time to time: "Brother Cheng, let's return the umbrella to Brother Hongdou, what if he catches a cold?" ”

Yan Cheng's heart was cold after hearing this: Hongdou, a creamy little girl, really likes girls, and even Rong Rong has been conquered.

In the future, Rong Rong will not call me "Ah ~ Cheng ~ Brother ~", but call you "Red ~ Bean ~ Brother ~ Brother ~".

"Okay, okay, then you can return the umbrella to him!"

Rong Rong was puzzled: "Why didn't Brother Ah Cheng go by himself?" ”

"I'm afraid of being beaten......"

Yan Cheng put down a sentence and ran away with an umbrella in a dastard, and Rong Rong hurriedly went back to deliver the umbrella.

Hongdou took the umbrella and scolded angrily:

"Dead boss, I'm definitely going to snatch his quilt tonight and let him sleep on the floor... No, under the bed, sleep with not too white!! ”

"Rongrong, what are you staring at me? It's getting heavier and heavier, let's go! Red Bean turned his head and said.

"Oh... Oh! Good! ”

Rong Rong came back to his senses and followed Hongdou to chase after Yan Cheng.

It's just that there is a picture in her mind that makes her puzzled - after Hongdou's clothes were rained, the underwear worn inside showed a little shape, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a girl's breasts.

But isn't Brother Hongdou a boy?