The boy was confirmed by He Zi'an that a random thing in the room in front of him was more than his annual income, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

You know, in any era, having money means having energy.

If it weren't for He Zi'an today, even if he could find his uncle, it would mean that he would die, and his old mother, wife and children would have no one to take care of him.

When the boy was about to say thanks, he saw He Zi'an sitting down on the mahogany chair with a big grin, and smacked his tongue in fright: "Isn't that person unable to touch?" ”

"Where did your previous momentum go?" He Zi'an glanced around and said.

The boy did not have the confidence to answer.

Alas~

He Zi'an knew the boy's thoughts, and couldn't help but sigh, a penny is difficult to beat a hero.

Not much.

Hong Xiang took on a new look, came over smoking a dry cigarette, and followed by the little brother holding the box.

"Mr. He came to Hongzhou, but Hong failed to greet him in time, and he was disrespectful and disrespectful." Hong Xiang walked to the opposite side of He Zi'an and said.

"Well said." He Zi'an didn't mean to stand up.

Hong Xiang's face trembled when he saw this, thinking that he could take revenge later, so he held back for the time being, put his butt on the chair, and motioned to the little brother with his eyes.

The younger brother placed the box on the mahogany table in front of them.

"I have heard for a long time that Mr. He's appraisal skills are superb, and he also calls Mr. Yunfei, the grandmaster, a brother, and Hong is fortunate to see it today, which can be regarded as the blessing of his ancestors." Hong Xiang said hypocritically.

He Zi'an replied: "Actually, my strength is much higher than Wang Yunfei, if you compare the grandmaster and the great grandmaster to a thirty-six-story building, then Xiao Wang is now about the twelfth floor, and I am Dugu blowing the wind on the top floor." ”

The turtle cub also gasped with the uncle.

Hong Xiang didn't know if He Zi'an was telling the truth, he was disdainful in his heart, with a fake smile on his face, and stretched out his hand and said: "Please ask Mr. He to show his superb identification skills and let Hong open his eyes." ”

"Don't give in." He Zi'an smiled and reached out to grab the box.

The boy stood behind the chair with his uncle on his back.

Although he is not a person in the antique circle, he also understands that it is a situation at the moment, and he Zi'an can't get out of the villa, and he is impatient and doesn't know how to help.

On the other side, Hong Xiang enjoyed the boy's impatience, biting his pipe in his mouth and smoking.

Then.

He Zi'an opened the lid of the box.

Inside the box were three pieces of paper.

The object is round, as thick as a thumb, ten centimeters in diameter, with a yellowed outer paper, with a red inscription of 'Hongdian' in the center, and a string of small characters underneath, 'May 5, 1975'.

This is a tea brick, and it should be a ten-year-old tea.

Tea is divided into red, white, green, and black from the perspective of color and taste, but only black tea can be aged, and the rest are the best seasonal teas.

Black tea is divided into north and south by the Qinling Mountains, but in fact, only the southwest and northwest regions have production areas.

Nanhei respects Yunnan, and Pu'er is well-known to outsiders.

Aged for 2-5 years, the tea properties change from dry and hot to warm, the aroma of brewing is strong, the taste is mellow, and the sweetness will also appear.

Aged for 6-8 years to enter the tea stability period, sweet and delicate suitable for everyone.

However, the best tea has to be aged for more than 10 years.

This kind of tea has a prominent woody aroma, showing the mellow sweetness and smoothness of the tea.

Because the tea is not so dark after diluted with hot water, it will also show a faint flush under the light, which is called 'red Yunnan'.

Unfortunately, the conditions are harsh, and the temperature alone is difficult to grasp, and even if modern temperature controllers can be used, they may not be successful, let alone fermentation and other procedures.

It is said that in the past 100 years, the production of 'red Yunnan' is less than 100 catties, after the reform and opening up, it has not appeared, at least on the market.

Tong Nan's hometown Yongxian is the birthplace of white tea Buddha's hand, and there is green tea Tieguanyin in the next county, and the tea ceremony is connected, at this moment I want to remind He Zi'an that the tea cake is a fake, and when he saw that there was a cold light in Hong Xiang's eyes on the other side, he was too frightened to speak.

He Zi'an lowered his head, so he didn't know that Hong Xiang was threatening the people behind him, so he reached out and grabbed a piece of tea cake and sniffed it closely, and said: "Tea paper is some years, and it is oil paper that is only used in Hongdian." ”

"Mr. He has good taste." Hong Xiang puffed out smoke and praised.

He Zi'an raised his head and said, "What does Boss Hong propose?" ”

"Five thousand." Hong Xiang said.

The tea paper is real, but the tea cakes inside are not, and now the market is really 'Hongdian' for ten years, and one piece is 5,000 yuan, so Hong Xiang means that He Zi'an will accept it in the name of real tea.

It's too bullying.

Tong Nan and his wife take care of the grocery store, they don't rest all year round, and their net income is only 5,000 yuan.

He Zi'an felt it, turned his head and signaled not to be impulsive, then turned his head back, and smiled at Hong Xiang opposite: "Please give Boss Hong a chance and let me finish the process." ”

Hmph ~ Little deflated three! In the end, it's not the strength that has the final say, no matter how powerful you are, are you as powerful as my Hong family?

Hong Xiang sneered in his heart, indicating that he raised his eyelids lightly and agreed.

Such a lofty posture is uncomfortable for everyone.

He Zi'an didn't care, opened the tea cake in his hand, opened a little bit with his fingers and put it in his mouth, and sensed it through his tongue.

Then, he didn't say anything without expression, and picked up other tea cakes and tried the same action.

"How?" Hong Xiang said with a strange smile.

"There is a piece of 'Tibetan Yunnan'." He Zi'an said.

Hong Xiang was stunned for a moment, and said with a mocking face: "Tibetan Yunnan is the best of the best, and only half a catty can be picked out by a hundred catties of red Yunnan." Since the end of the Qing Dynasty, it was taken away by the bald head in forty-nine years, and it was lost halfway without a trace, and you now tell me that the broken tea cake I bought from the market is Tibetan Yunnan! ”

"Well, it's true." He Zi'an nodded seriously.

"Hahaha~ In order to save face, I forcibly pointed to the deer as a horse, it's so funny." Hong Xiang raised his head and laughed, mocking to the fullest.

The boy who was carrying his uncle on his back also had a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

The Republic of China did have a piece of Tibetan Yunnan on the market, and the final transaction price was 100 silver dollars, which is equivalent to 45,000 today.

It is said that it was drunk by Xungui at that time, and the tea market has never appeared again, fifty-six years and eight months ago.

"This piece is really Tibetan." After He Zi'an wrapped the oil paper, he said with two fingers.

"Go, go... The roof is also blowing, and I see you squatting in the sewer to cool off. ”

Hong Xiang was deeply insulted and his face darkened, although he was just a puppet of the Hong family on the table, but his identification ability was not weak, and it was not an exaggeration to call him a master.

What is the origin of the three tea cakes, I have been in my hands for half a year, can I still not know?

At this time, He Zi'an put the tea cake back in the box, took out the bag containing cash from his backpack, took out a pile of 15,000 and put it on the table, pushed it to Hong Xiang and said: "Finally, there is really a Tibetan Dian among the three pieces." ”

"Don't push me to be rough!" Hong Xiang's gaze was gloomy and threatening.

He Zi'an bit his lip and said, "Then please take a look." ”

Hong Xiang waved his hand.

The little brother on the side stepped forward and squatted down, picked up the money on the table and counted it.

"Brother, you've suffered a big loss." The boy finally mustered up the courage to speak up.

"I was there when the boss bought tea cakes, and the guy who bought tea would only grow Wuyi Mountain black tea." The little brother who counted the money hinted that the tea cake was just ordinary black tea for two pounds and two pounds.