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87. Secretary of the wealthy king

Ningcheng.

The SF Express guy delivered the package again.

But this time it was different. This time it was not shipped on ice, but an ordinary cardboard box with an air bag column wrapped in a simple sealed bag.

Open the sealed bag and there will be tea leaves inside.

Five thousand yuan! Secretary Wang was actually very cautious and looking forward to it.

However, at the moment of opening, as the fragrance of dry tea filled the air, he also took out a small yellow bamboo stick about one centimeter long and a very small old yellow leaf...

He was speechless for a moment.

While regretting the five thousand yuan I spent impulsively, I felt sad at the same time:

How many agricultural products have become silent in the end? The reason is because they only care about immediate interests and slowly ruin their reputation!

The leader also specifically told me to pay more attention to...

But fortunately, the fragrance of tea is long and refreshing. Just by the fragrance, it doesn't seem to be a loss.

I bought it all, so I can only accept it.

The leader was still working inside, so Secretary Wang decided to try the taste himself before deciding whether to go in and take out the leader's tea cup.

Otherwise, if the quality of this store is not good, wouldn't it be in vain to make people sad by taking it out as a treasure first?

then.

Pour away the remaining tea leaves, rinse the cup with hot water and pour it out.

Put in the dry tea, then add one-third of the hot water and turn it around...

Secretary Wang stopped moving.

This aroma, this aroma is a bit amazing! Just for this alone, the five thousand yuan is worth it! After all, he is also a person who has drunk good tea. Some of the top quality teas are so-called, but the aroma is nothing more than that.

There isn't even a more natural scent than this one.

Out of respect for this aroma, he poured water much more gently. And when the hot water was slowly poured in, the whole room was filled with an indescribable, calming aroma like a mountain forest...

This aroma seems to have a slightly cool feeling, like dew seeping silently into the back of the hand. Just one smell, the complicated thoughts in the mind seem to be washed away, the mind is clear, and the mind is peaceful.

Secretary Wang didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

But with such an effect, he really got a big bargain with the five thousand!

He knocked on the office door without hesitation:

"Leader, the farmer you asked me to pay attention to last time picked some wild tea this year. I just brewed it, and the aroma is amazing! Can I brew a cup for you to try?"

"oh?"

The leader stopped writing and became interested.

All the wild vegetables he ate when he went back to the courtyard yesterday were fresh and refreshing, and very good for the stomach and intestines. For a middle-aged man like him who maintains good health, it is a rare good thing.

Now that I heard about tea, I became even more interested!

Then he looked at the cup of tea that had just been brewed in the morning: "I only brewed this cup twice..."

But it doesn't matter.

He picked up the cup and took a sip, then poured the remaining tea into the tea bucket, and then handed the cup out:

"Secretary Wang, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Secretary Wang can’t wait to share this beauty with others!

After brewing the tea, he immediately sent it into the office before the aroma spread.

The other party sniffed: "Good tea!"

The leader sighed: "It smells so good..."

For a moment, the two tea lovers held their respective teacups and were immersed in the aroma.



Cloud City.

Song Tan returned home and felt that although today was a bit exciting and the experience was novel, it was not without its benefits.

For example, the Public Security Bureau in the old city of Yuncheng also raised a pound of tea through crowdfunding.

Of course, for a group of small policemen who were short of money, it took eight people to come up with ten thousand yuan.

The good thing is that Song Tan promised them: "I won't charge you shipping fees."

As I said, the Public Security Bureau is just a ten-minute walk in front of the vegetable market.

The captain was upright: "Can I get a discount if I pick it up at the booth?"

It is impossible to be short of money, not even a dime.

Song Tan pretended not to hear this and said goodbye maliuer. I thought that you can still have fun buying it now!

No, as soon as I stopped the car, there was another message on my phone.

This wealthy man named Secretary Wang really doesn’t hesitate to spend money:

"Hello, do you still have the tea? Please send me five pounds. Do you have a gift box? Can you make a package? I plan to go to the imperial capital next week to give it away."

Song Tan smiled proudly and directed Qiao Qiao to take out a stack of gift boxes from the back seat of the car.

When we came back, we passed a packaging shop on the roadside. Song Tan brought back the sealing machine, small scales and packaging boxes.

Last time I was too hasty and tried the market. I originally planned to take the simple route.

But her mother was right: at least we should be selective and let others know that we are careful. This attitude issue cannot be wrong.

Song Tan thought it made sense, so she decided to pay for a matching gift box out of her own pocket. Sealed bags, iron boxes, packaging boxes, handbags... a set costs thirty!

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Wu Lan, his grandma Wang Lifen, and several aunts who were helping to pick tea. They were also weighing the tea leaves in their hands.

Song Tan became more energetic: "How much did you pick today?"

She supplies spiritual energy to the tea mountain every day. It should be the best in production nowadays, far more than the milk vetch dozens of times.

Wu Lan smiled from ear to ear: "I went there late, so I picked less than three kilograms. Each of your aunts picked more than five kilograms, and your grandma, four kilograms!"

Ouch, that’s amazing!

Grandma Wang Lifen is older and her hands and feet are slower. She also has to prepare food for the pigs and breakfast for their family before going up the mountain.

As for her mother, Wulan, she had to help pack up the vetch, bundle it and weigh it.

Others go up the mountain at six o'clock, but she has to go up at eight or nine o'clock.

The aunt next to me also added: "That's right, the tea leaves are so lush! One by one!"

"Yes," another lamented: "In previous years, I could only pick four and a half kilograms of tea at most. This year, I am working for your family, so how come I am still performing exceptionally well? I am paid by the day, not by the kilogram..."

When he said this, everyone laughed: "You were probably a long-term employee of the old Song family in your last life! Working for his family is more exciting than working for your own!"

The topic turned around and finally turned to the production of tea:

"I don't know how your family takes care of it. This tea is thick and fragrant. Zhou Maozhu said it was just to speculate on your tea. He is so energetic every day now that he has to wear a mask to fall asleep during the day."

Another person said: "Oh, who can say for sure about the land master? Do you remember that our family encountered something that year, and the land didn't care about it at all - as a result, the things that grew out were strange.

It’s big and good, and even the food is better than other restaurants!”

When it comes to things like farming that involve metaphysical experience, everyone is indeed very experienced:

"That's right! You said that when you planted chestnuts, no matter how hard you fertilized or sprayed them, they would grow more and less every year..."

------Digression-----

Regarding taxes, agricultural products produced and sold by farmers are tax-free.

Regarding the metaphysics of crops, it is true. Some people can grow well if they just do whatever they want, and some people can't do it no matter how hard they try.

Regarding crop harvests: It is true that perennial crops have high yields and low yields alternately. This has been the pattern in the mountains and forests near me since I was a child.

Regarding the late update, it’s because the water supply was cut off in the afternoon, so I was cleaning up the fish tank in the morning.

Another: Let’s try it today and see if I can make a million dollars a day to make everyone happy! Press tight!

(By the way, I used to update at night... I was already very diligent.)

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