"Brother Chang, in fact, I have the same thoughts as you. ”

Han Chunlei smiled and said, "Now that it is not easy to open up the market for mixed deep-processed tea, we should take advantage of the victory to pursue it." I don't sell good mandarin tea, and suddenly I turned to Pu'er tea, which doesn't make sense. ”

Han Chunlei said, and subconsciously glanced at Mu En's father.

This simple old man from the mountains had a clear look in his eyes, and he was not displeased because of his refusal.

Suddenly, his heart softened: "Doesn't our production of citrus Pu tea also need Pu'er tea as a raw material? ”

"Uh......"

Chang Sheng made a mistake: "In another month, it will be New Year's Day soon." If you want to make the next batch of mandarin tea, don't you have to wait for the next year, and the peel will not be ready until the season?"

Han Chunlei was stunned for a moment, too, there is no Pu'er, no tangerine peel, and you can't make citrus Pu tea.

Chang Sheng said again: "Moreover, after all, citrus Pu tea is a niche tea, and the raw materials of Pu'er are also limited, Mu En's father They are a big village in the mountains, and this is all about tons in a year, plus the backlog of ...... in previous years."

Han Chunlei spread his hands, there was no way, he had a surprisingly winning opportunity in citrus pu tea before, and his investment was not very large, so in the business of citrus pu tea, even if Chen Yongpan made small moves in the back, he was not worried.

In the end, he made a small profit with Chang Sheng.

Compared with green tea and citrus tea, he is not specialized in Pu'er tea, and the Pu'er tea market is the main battlefield of Shenzhen's tea market.

"Father Muen, I'm afraid I can't help you with this favor in your village. ”

After Han Chunlei finished speaking, he thought for a while and said: "In this way, we will order the Pu'er raw materials needed to make citrus pu tea next year with your village, and it will not be a problem to help your village solve five or six hundred catties." Okay, okay?"

"That would be great. ”

Father Mu En grinned and said, "Over the years, the Pu'er tea in our village has not been sold, and we mountain people are used to it. It's also a bit of luck this time, and I'm grateful that you can help me solve some of it!"

"This ...... Daddy Muen, I actually have a suggestion. ”

Han Chunlei said: "I suggest that your village also come to Shenzhen to set up an office to sell Pu'er tea from your village." In fact, many agricultural product producing areas in Shenzhen now have directly opened offices in Shenzhen. ”

"This can't do anything. ”

Before Han Chunlei's words fell, Father Mu En hurriedly waved his hand: "We mountain people have been begging for a living in the mountains all our lives, and we are used to it. We can't come to your big city to do business. I speak Mandarin because I often go down the mountain to attend meetings in the county for the village. But the vast majority of our mountain people, who don't even speak basic Mandarin, can we do business in the big city?"

"Yes, Chunlei, the mountain people in the village generally haven't read any books, they don't have much culture, and it's impractical for you to let them go down the mountain to set up an office in a place like Shenzhen. This phenomenon is not only in Mu En's father's village, but also in many villages in the mountains. "Chang Sheng traveled from south to north and understood the truth in this regard.

Han Chunlei thought about it, this is indeed the truth.

Father Mu En's father said: "I can speak Mandarin, but if I set up an office in Shenzhen, I can't let me leave my hometown at an old age, right? At that time, I was also the young master of Tusi, if I was willing to go down the mountain and enter the city, the leaders of the People's Liberation Army promised to find me and my father to be an official in the county, sit in the office every day, and live like the people in the city. But we didn't agree to go down the mountain, so we were willing to stay in the mountains, how free they were in the mountains. My old man, now I want to sell the tea leaves in our mountains, and bring our mountain people to have enough to eat!"

It turns out that there is such a history.

At that time, the government did have preferential policies for those enlightened Tusi families.

Han Chunlei was in awe of Father Muen's personality and mind.

In the end, Chang Sheng Zhang and Han Chunlei had dinner together, after all, when Father Mu En came to Shenzhen, he would definitely treat him well as a friend.

But Han Chunlei has other things to do, so thank you for the invitation.

However, he also promised Daddy Mu En, if he had friends around him who wanted to buy Pu'er tea, he would give priority to recommending it to Daddy Mu En.

Of course, Father Mu En thanked him again and again, and before Han Chunlei left, he also took out two cakes of Pu'er tea from their village from the cloth bag, forcibly stuffed them into Han Chunlei's hands, and asked him to take them back to taste.

Dad, the descendant of Tusi, is really very bold, Han Chunlei is also willing to make friends with him, he thinks, if he has a chance, he must help him, as well as the mountain people in their village.

......

As the days passed, although the second batch of citrus pu tea was sold out, this niche tea was basically out of the market. But Chen Yongpan still didn't stop with his hurtful little actions.

It's not that he doesn't want to stop this time, it's that he simply can't.

Because the reason why the owners of those tea houses agreed to remove the citrus pu tea from Chunlei Tea Industry was because Chen Yongpan promised that as long as he did not purchase Han Chunlei's mandarin tea, he would let Li Liang Mosquito money supply their Leba Tea Industry's Pu'er tea.

Now although the mandarin pu tea is off the market, his pu'er tea still has to be continuously supplied to these tea houses.

Otherwise, it will be crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, breaking its promise and gaining weight.

Businessman, the most important reputation, even if you slap your swollen face, you have to hold on, otherwise who will do business with you Chen Yongpan in the future?

Although his Pu'er procurement has its own channels, and the cost price is not high, he can't afford to lose money of two mosquitoes per catty.

After a long time, the backlash effect finally appeared.

Chen Yongpan is the first person in Shenzhen's Pu'er tea industry, but with such a sacrifice to hurt others, his cash flow gradually began to be a little insufficient.

Next, Han Chunlei didn't have to fight back.

It depends on how long he Chen Yongpan can last.

Although Chunlei Tea Industry has temporarily lost more than 40 teahouse customers because of him, Han Chunlei believes that as long as Chen Yongpan's cash flow can't sustain it, he can still re-weave and maintain the customers of these more than 40 teahouses.

The teahouse is also open to do business, and the benefits given by Chen Yongpan are not enough, so it is impossible to continue to push the green tea of the citrus pu tea and Chunlei tea industry out, right?

......

In the blink of an eye, it was late December.

This year, the weather in Shenzhen is a little colder than usual.

When it's cold, Han Chunlei sits in the store and feels a little frozen.

In the first few months, I sold mandarin tea, and the store would make a pot of tea every day for later use.

Drinking a pot of citrus tea in this weather is the most comfortable.

Han Chunlei opened the drawer and found that the citrus tea he had left for his own use seemed to have been drunk.

However, he noticed that there were still two cakes of pu'er lying in the drawer.

It was the two cakes of pu'er that Daddy Mu En gave him that day.

He wondered if he should open it and taste it?

However, there are no tea knives in the store, so I can only give up.

At this time, Huang Aiwu had just finished running business, came back from outside, and said to Han Chunlei: "Boss, I want to take a leave of absence today, and I want to leave work two hours early?"

Han Chunlei: "What's wrong?"

Huang Aiwu said with a smile: "Today is my Lao Dou's birthday, I ordered a cake for her, but I have to pick it up myself, the cake shop is a bit far away, so I have to go over in advance to get it." Hehe, I haven't bought a cake for her old man on her birthday in previous years, but this year she is also foreign. ”

When Han Chunlei heard this, of course he was allowed to take leave, and said, "Don't leave work two hours early, let's leave now." ”

"Huh, is this appropriate?" Huang Aiwu was stunned.

Han Chunlei smiled: "What's wrong with that? Say to your dad for me, happy birthday!"

"Okay, thank you boss, then I'll go first. ”

"Hmm. ”

Han Chunlei nodded, and suddenly shouted again, "Wait a minute." ”

He took out a tea cake from Mu En's father from the drawer and handed it to Huang Aiwu: "I didn't know that today was your father's birthday, I didn't prepare anything, you help me bring this tea cake back for him to drink." ”

Huang Aiwu excused: "That's embarrassing." ”

Han Chunlei said: "What's embarrassing, it's just a tea cake, not a gold cake." I know your dad loves to drink pu'er. ”

"Okay, then I'll thank the boss for my old bean!"

Huang Aiwu took the tea cake, put it in his satchel, and said goodbye to Han Chunlei.

As soon as Huang Aiwu left, several other salesmen did not come back, Han Chunlei had nothing to do, so he said to the clerk Gao Xiaoying: "Xiaoying, when you get off work, lock the door of the store, and I will go to Zhang Xilu in the tenement building." ”

"Okay, boss. ”

Gao Xiaoying is a clerk recruited by Han Chunlei only last week, although she is worse than Liu Meijun in all aspects, but she uses it quite easily.

Little girl, you have to give her time to learn and grow.