Come to think of it, after so many years of friendship, who hasn’t taken anything from the other? It’s hard to tell.
But... I really can’t bear to part with this tea.
Lao Zhu took a deep breath slowly and couldn't help but his eyes wandered again: "Then your son has to call me niece when he sees my granddaughter. As an uncle, do you have the nerve to compare with your niece's family?"
Lao Yun glared at him: "It's meaningless for you to say this -"
While the two were arguing, another dark old man who was playing chess suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and then took out his mobile phone: "Lao Zhu, give me your granddaughter's phone number. It's not easy for the girl to go to the countryside. I'll help her expand the area.
Expand the market for this tea."
At the same time, he said casually: "Oh, I am an unworthy son. When I was young, I had to go into business. I haven't become famous in so many years. Giving me money every month is quite positive."
"He doesn't even think about how much money I can spend on this mountain. That's just buying some specialties or something."
What a rich face! What irritating words!
Lao Zhu was stunned.
Lao Yun on the side was also stunned.
Good guy!
Lao Yun also snorted: "That's right! Give me your granddaughter's phone number. It's not like I have no salary, I can still afford it!"
Lao Zhu was ecstatic - he could save his tea!
He also said in a false tone: "We are all grandfathers. We don't have money or money. If you say it, you will gain more points..."
Lao Yun didn't accept this trick: "If it's raw, then the tea leaves——"
Lao Zhu immediately fell silent.
At this moment, another little old man who was sitting there slowly drinking tea also stood up, stretched out his hand to pull on the package of white fungus, turned around and picked it up and handed it to the person behind him:
"I think this white fungus is pretty good. It must have been carefully selected by this kid. Tell the chef that he will use this to make soup for us at noon."
It's still early and there's still time to soak your hair.
After all the things were given out, he looked at Lao Zhu with a smile: "You can't bear to part with the tea, right?"
Lao Zhu:...You gave it to him, how can you still say no?
However, the old man is indeed not very interested in Tremella fungus. He just thought that his granddaughter sent it, so he groaned:
"Forget it, after all, you are all considered her elders. It's not impossible to ask my granddaughter to be a little filial and filial."
However, it wasn't over yet. I saw the skinny little old man reaching out and peeling off the plastic wrap on the glass bottle, and then he twisted it hard with his skinny big hand, and the fragrance of honey hit his nostrils!
He swallowed for a long time and quickly ordered: "Bring me a spoon quickly!"
Before he even got the spoon, the sweet aroma was lingering around him, making him unable to resist!
The little old man was so anxious that he looked left and right, reached out and broke off a branch from the tree next to him, picked up the honey, and then put it into his mouth——
Woo!
This scent, this taste!
He smacked his lips twice, then tightened the glass jar again, and now he picked up the two bottles of honey as if nothing had happened.
"Lao Zhu, I don't want your tea, and the doctor won't let you smoke it, so why don't you just give me the honey."
Lao Zhu wanted to agree.
The skinny little old man used to be covered in tendons, but now he is ill and relies on medicine to survive. He is as skinny as a stick. It is rare to see him have an appetite, so he will naturally give it to him if he wants it.
However, the vigilance that has accompanied me for many years is still there.
He frowned: "I can give it to you, but..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab it. The old man's body was extremely flexible at this moment, and he grabbed a jar of honey directly from the skinny old man's arms: "...let me see what good stuff it is first, even you can't bear it.
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As soon as he said this, Lao Yun and Lao Wu also came over:
"That's right! He's very evil-minded. He wouldn't be like this if he wasn't a good guy!"
Three gray heads came directly to the jar of honey.
Just at this moment, someone trotted to the side and brought a set of bowls and spoons, and everyone was not polite——
Even if they don't like sweets, looking at the little old man who didn't seem to care, but in fact he looked very concerned about his little actions, everyone looked at each other, then scooped up a spoonful and put it in their mouths without hesitation!
Uh-huh!!!
Just, how come such good honey doesn’t even have a reputation yet?! The packaging is so crude! What a waste of natural resources!!!
Good guy!
Lao Zhu made a quick decision, reached out and closed the lid again, then put it in his arms without saying a word.
"Okay, you have tea. This stuff is very sweet. Don't you two like sweets? It would be a waste to give it to you."
"I reluctantly kept it. Lao Chen, you take one bottle and go."
Lao Yun and Lao Wu were unhappy: "You are not willing to give tea, aren't you willing to give honey? No!"
"Old Chen only gets one jar, and we each get half of the remaining jar, otherwise you won't be able to leave the pavilion today!"
Lao Chen, that is, the skinny little old man, he does have a lot of thoughts. He frowned at this moment——
"Lao Zhu, this tea and honey are of good quality. I don't think you should keep the white fungus. You don't like to drink it anyway. Leave it to me and stew a bowl of it a day to keep your health."
Even if you are a fool now, you know that Tremella fuciformis is probably not ordinary. It is surprising that Lao Zhu agrees!
But, fortunately, he really doesn't like to eat this stuff, and it doesn't weigh a pound, so it looks like a big bag.
He hummed twice: "You share half, and the remaining three of us share."
The next thing left was the bag of tobacco on the stone table in the pavilion - the tobacco was finely shredded, golden and beautiful, but the plastic bag was still old, and it felt like a local product.
When the wind blows, you can smell the unique smell of tobacco.
At this moment, a small cigarette rolling machine was delivered.
The cigarette rolling device was obtained by Lao Yun's son from somewhere. It doesn't look big at first sight, but when measured, it's less than 10 centimeters long. It looks like an extended version of a pencil sharpener, with a layer of rolling cloth wrapped on both sides.
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Lao Zhu came over to take a look and said in surprise: "This thing is quite complete."
No!
In addition to this cigarette rolling device, there is also a stack of cigarette papers that look like narrow sticky notes, and each edge has been coated with glue in advance.
There is also a box of pure white filters.
A few old men fiddled with the cigarette rolling device and then read the instructions.
Lao Yun is a big smoker, so let him roll one first.
I saw him separate the rolling cloth on both sides of the cigarette rolling device, then fill the gap in the middle with a filter tip, and then fill the golden tobacco shreds under the filter tip, pressing it a little tighter.
After filling in, the rotating shafts on both sides continue to retract, then close these things and press them tightly.
At this time, tear off the cigarette paper, insert it, and continue rolling.
After a few clicks, a complete cigarette came out. Except that the color of the filter tip is not different like cigarettes, there is really no difference.
Everyone took the cigarette and looked at it, and couldn't help but marveled: "This thing is quite useful."
There will be double the amount from the 29th to the 31st of the month! Waiting for it!