little farmer

Chapter 2060 Are You Kidding?

Fang Weiming's eyes widened.

He didn't expect that he was stunned by a manager.

And he is also the manager of such a small shop.

Fang Weiming trembled all over...

Soon, he looked at the manager and yelled, "I am an amateur? You say I am an amateur? Over the years, I have drunk more tea than you have ever seen. You say I am an amateur?"

The manager glanced at him, and said lazily, "So what if you drink too much tea? It's all rubbish! It's like the top-quality tea sold in our store. Have you ever drank it before?"

Realizing that he was underestimated, Fang Weiming sneered, "I've had too much good tea before!"

"In this case, you can try our tea now. If this tea can't beat the tea you drank before, I will lose, and I will give you a proper apology, okay?"

"Okay! Since you said so, then I will taste it. I really can't believe how delicious it is."

"Stop talking nonsense, try it!"

The manager didn't continue the topic, and urged to speak directly.

After finishing speaking, he quietly watched with his arms around his shoulders.

"This idiot!"

Fang Weiming sneered disdainfully...

In his opinion, this bullshit manager is an idiot.

The mouth grows on me, so I can say what I want to say later...

Let's put it this way, even if this tea is really good, I can still call it rubbish.

In this way, not only can you relieve your anger, but you can also slap him in the face...

Thinking of this, Fang Weiming picked up the teacup.

Looking at the pale yellow liquid in the cup, he couldn't help but feel his mouth salivate.

"It seems that it really makes me want. But it doesn't mean anything!"

After comforting himself in this way, he began to taste...

The moment the warm tea touched his taste buds, his whole body trembled like an electric shock.

"This...this...this..."

He wanted to think of the most suitable adjective, but he couldn't think of one at all...

Because at this moment his brain crashed directly!
Just like the game console was overloaded and crashed, his brain also stopped spinning directly.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Weiming finally came to his senses again.

Taking a somewhat complicated breath, he took another sip.

After this, he closed his eyes.

The manager glanced at him and asked lightly: "You have tasted it now, what do you think of the taste?"

Following such inquiries, Hu Xiaobei also looked over.

Hu Xiaobei looked calm at this moment...

He wasn't worried that this guy would say something against his will.

Because there are many people who have drunk this tea, but no one has ever said anything against their will.

That's right!

This 3 yuan pot of tea was cultivated by Hu Xiaobei with Jiumu Zhenqi.

The tea cultivated by Hu Xiaobei is generally for his own use.

Occasionally enough, some will be released for the tea room here.

This tea room can get a little bit every month.

Because the quantity is really rare, they take it very seriously.

In their view, it doesn't matter if they can't sell it, because such tea has absolute collection value.

Hearing the question, Fang Weiming gave him a complicated look.

Soon, he nodded slightly and exclaimed, "Excellent!"

To be honest, the moment he heard the manager's question, he wanted to say something against his will, but he found that he couldn't.

In desperation, he could only speak his truest thoughts.

Hearing such compliments, the manager said lightly, "Is the price expensive for a pot of [-]?"

"Not expensive!"

After shaking his head vigorously, Fang Weiming quickly said: "I don't know where I bought this tea, can I buy some back?"

"We definitely won't sell it here, but you can go to Xiaohe Village to try it, over there..."

Having said that, the manager suddenly stopped...

The reason for this is because she saw who the person sitting opposite Fang Weiming was...

Before, all his attention was on Fang Weiming, so he didn't notice who else was here. Now, out of curiosity, he took a few glances, and finally recognized who the person sitting opposite was.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing that he was dumbfounded, Fang Weiming asked curiously.

He quickly apologized, "It was my bad tone just now, I was wrong, you must not be as knowledgeable as me!"

Hearing such a humble apology, Fang Weiming was even more puzzled.

At this moment, he felt that this person was mentally ill!
Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a big difference.

"Master Bei, I didn't know he was your friend before, so I'm really sorry."

Fang Weiming, who was just about to say something more, saw him speak more humbly to Hu Xiaobei, and suddenly understood.

It turned out that the reason why he apologized just now was not because of his mental illness, but because of Hu Xiaobei's relationship.

But it doesn't make sense!

Isn't this Hu Xiaobei a farmer?

Holding such doubts, he quickly turned his head to look at Hu Xiaobei.

At this moment, he very much hoped that Hu Xiaobei could give him a reasonable explanation.

Hu Xiaobei saw the doubts and surprises on Fang Weiming's face, but Hu Xiaobei didn't intend to explain to him, but looked at the flattering manager, and said lightly, "You know me?"

Sensing Hu Xiaobei's surprise, he quickly smiled and responded straightforwardly, "Master Xiaobei, even if I don't know anyone, I know you! Before, I specially kept a few photos of you. There are still a few photos hanging in my office."

"So that's the case. By the way, your tea room is not bad! I like it very much."

"Master Xiaobei, since you like it, you can come here often in the future, and I will open a VIP gold card for you later."

After glancing at him with a flattering face, Hu Xiaobei waved his hand lightly, "Forget it! I don't have much time."

"That's right. Little Bei, you are really busy."

Hearing their conversation, Fang Weiming frowned and said sarcastically, "Did you admit the wrong person! Is he busy? Isn't he just a farmer? What are you busy with? Farming?"

The manager looked at Fang Weiming with an extremely cold expression, "Farmer? Master Xiaobei is indeed a farmer, but he is a farmer you can't afford. Didn't you want to know who made the tea? It was the Little Bei Master in front of you who made it."

"He bred this delicious tea? Are you kidding me?"

Fang Weiming's face was full of disbelief...

He thinks this is nonsense...

Because it is impossible for Hu Xiaobei to research such a tea tree.After all, he is a farmer.

Seeing the disbelief on Fang Weiming's face, he sneered, "Is it necessary for me to joke with you? Before, I thought you were Xiaobei's friend, but now it seems that you are not! If so, then I An ignorant nouveau riche like you is not welcome in the teahouse, so get the hell out of here."

(End of this chapter)