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310. Golden tobacco

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu actually didn’t take the two kilograms of tobacco seriously.

After all, in her age group, there are very few people who still smoke silk. The old man at home and others smoked, and they were brought directly from the logistics department.

But... there is no use for her to keep this thing. At least she can show her family that she is in harmony with the villagers, and prove that she is loved by others for her work.

So I also sent back the honey tea leaves I bought earlier.

By the time the express arrived all the way up the mountain, four days had passed.

In the red-roofed and white-walled community in the secluded mountain forest, everything is quiet. Someone is playing the erhu on the edge of the bamboo forest, and there is an old lady still pulling her arm on the fitness equipment. Except for the somewhat abrupt sound of chess being smashed in the pavilion, it can even be heard.

It is said to be a paradise.

It was just 9:00 in the morning, and the logistics vehicle brought everyone's express delivery back from the bottom of the mountain. After basic inspection, Mr. Zhu received the express delivery in the yard.

But he was busy letting his pawns cross the river at the moment, and he really couldn't think about it at the moment.

"Lao Yun, help me see what kind of express delivery it is."

The old man named Lao Yun was not angry. He took the express from the side and took a closer look: "What Yunqiao Village... oh! This place is quite remote. Lao Zhu, the sender is Zhu Jun - you are big

Does your granddaughter work there?"

Speaking of his eldest granddaughter, Lao Zhu's face glowed with a hint of red: "Yes. The little girl is very thoughtful. When she goes to work in the countryside, she still misses me, an old man. She does this or that every day, you say she

I only have a few wages in total, and they’re all spent on me!”

Who wouldn’t show off their grandchildren?

Lao Yun also smiled and said: "My grandson is the same. You said he would just do a job and get some results, but you called me specifically to tell me... This kid is still too young and can't calm down!"

Seeing that the box was quite big, he asked, "Should I open it or not?"

"dismantle."

Lao Zhu, a "general", slammed the chess piece over. The old man's face turned dark for a moment, then he snorted and stood up.

He had no promising children to show off, so he simply said: "My waist feels uncomfortable after sitting for a long time, so I have to get up and walk around."

Lao Zhu didn't care and turned to look at his express delivery again.

Last time, my son even called me to say that the tea my daughter sent me was amazing - huh, even though I only know her dad, he, a grandfather, has not even tasted a bite!

Zhu Jun:……

It’s unfair! Who knew you were not at home and running in the mountains right now!

However, this time the full package was specially sent to the old man.

When I opened it, I saw a few ordinary plastic bags, very rustic and casual.

"What is this?" Several old men gathered around -

Okay, a bunch of Tremella fuciformis, small and yellow, very pitiful.

It was good white fungus, but they, a group of gentlemen, were really not interested in the sweet soup, so they just put it aside.

Look again - two bottles of honey!

Why is this all so sweet?

But as you get older, drinking some honey water is also good, okay.

Next came two boxes of tea——

Oops, we’ve come to the point!

Lao Zhu became excited: Is this the best tea that his granddaughter said?

He quickly greeted everyone: "Come on, come on, my granddaughter said this is the local specialty big mountain tea, which is better than the tea she has been drinking since she was a child - her little girl knows how to drink tea, let's taste it."

As soon as I exited the door, someone at the other end immediately packed up the cups and brought a hot water bottle over.

The tea leaves were quickly opened and each person put a pinch into the cup. Before soaking in water, a refreshing fragrance hit his face.

Lao Zhu:……

His heart was pounding, and he always had some bad premonitions.

The next moment, as hot water was brewed, an indescribable fragrance instantly filled everyone's teacups.

Good guy!

The old chess man with a dark face just now slapped his thigh: "It's really good tea!"

While holding the cup, I couldn't wait to blow on it, wishing I could take a sip right away.

Lao Zhu:……

He calmly fastened the tea can again and then pushed it aside pretending to be casual.

Finally, he opened the remaining bag and asked, "What is this?"

Open it and take a look, okay? There is a pocket of finely shredded tobacco that is golden and yellow.

"What a silly boy!" He immediately became happy: "I don't smoke dry cigarettes, why do you give me this?"

However, Lao Yun looked at it, stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful and smelled it carefully: "This tobacco seems to be of high quality - Lao Zhu, if you don't want to smoke it, just give it to me."

"My son recently bought some kind of cigarette rolling machine online. I rolled two cigarettes with it to try it out."

Lao Yun is a heavy smoker, smoking one or two packs a day, and refuses to listen to the doctor's advice.

He opened his mouth, and Lao Zhu was very happy: "Okay, you can go in half."

After thinking about it, he looked at the people sitting there and saw that no one could live without cigarettes, so he simply said:

"Bring over your cigarette rolling device and show us what it looks like."

At the same time, he muttered: "Nowadays, there are really all kinds of tools. When we rolled cigarettes in the past, we didn't just cut the newspaper, fold it into a bucket, and fill it with shredded tobacco."

As soon as he said this, everyone thought about the past many years ago, and they became interested for a while:

"Yes, Lao Yun, bring that tool of yours over, let's roll and smoke it ourselves."

"OK!"

Lao Yun was also happy.

A gust of mountain wind blew by, the leaves rustled, and a faint cool breeze spread throughout the pavilion. It made people feel refreshed and made the fragrance of tea more elegant.

Everyone couldn't help but sit down again, each holding his own cup of tea, eyes full of eagerness.

"Just smelling the aroma will make you feel refreshed. It's really no worse than the tea we drink!"

"No!" Lao Zhu still wanted to put money on his granddaughter's face: "This girl, with such good tea, she has to help others figure out how to sell it, and she can't bury it."

As he spoke, he blew slowly against the water, and then took a careful sip.

When the tea enters the throat, it is like the continuous spring water vapor pouring into the mouth, and then sliding down the throat smoothly, the sweet aftertaste is dizzy in the throat, and the whole person is wandering in a peaceful atmosphere...

Lao Zhu was simply stunned!

When he came to his senses with a sigh of relief, he saw that everyone was in a happy and intoxicated state.

“Great tea!”

He shouted loudly, and now he remembered how he had just generously grabbed a large handful to brew for everyone, and couldn't help but secretly regret it——

Everyone is used to drinking tea, so strong tea is a must.

Look, most of Lao Yun's teacup opposite is filled with tea leaves. I can't be so generous next time.

Looking at everyone, they were all very excited: "It's really good tea. It's really good - Lao Zhu, give me a bag of tea leaves!"

Lao Zhu's heart trembled: "What are you talking about! My granddaughter respects me, so giving it to you won't hurt her filial piety?"

Good guy!

Lao Yun also snorted: "Last year my son bought me the red wine from the cellar. Did you share half of it? Then how can I make up for my son's filial piety?"

Good night.


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