The world is heavy and late

Chapter 260 Good Tea
Xu Zhong was still silent, he would inevitably feel like showing off when he said it, but Qiao Huan said, "Auntie has it, and there are quite a few."

But there are both new tea and old tea. She made it herself. When she thought of something, she glanced around, then nodded to a few people, then went downstairs, walked up to Xia Qing and said, "Auntie, do you want your servant to come?"

Xia Qing said: "No, you are a guest, eat more later, you can't do these things."

Then he turned his head and said loudly: "Yes, give it to this young master."

As soon as the sound came out, the field slowly quieted down. They all came early in the morning, and they already knew that this was the shopkeeper's lady.

The group of young people turned their heads and saw Xia Qing and Qiao Huan, they snorted and sat on the table next to them and said, "Okay, serve me a pot."

Xia Qing said with a smile: "If you want to try new things, my lord, how about having a cup? Today, it's half price, a cup is ten taels, and a pot is 50 taels."

Many people don't know what Jin Junmei is, but they are scared by the price and are far away from the pastry cabinet. There is no place for people to buy, and a piece is vacant all at once.

Rao Anping also shrank his neck. How could anyone want to drink this kind of thing? The young man hesitated for a moment, and a few classmates who looked good at home sat down and said: "Just give us a pot, and let us drink it." Let's open our eyes."

At first the student said: "Put a pot on."

Xia Qing turned her head and said to Sister-in-law Chen: "Sister-in-law Chen, serve this young man a pot of tea from the third cupboard at the back."

Sister-in-law Chen's hands also trembled a little, she said in a low voice: "Ma'am, this, this..."

She doesn't know how to make tea, and how can she reach out for such precious tea.

The people around thought Mrs. Chen was afraid, so they laughed more wantonly, and many colleagues were even more happy in their hearts. Now it's all right, this newly opened store is their own death, and they don't even need to find out the depth.

Xia Qing sighed, shook his head towards Xu Zhong who was watching above, then stopped Qiao Huan from going forward, rolled up his sleeves and started to walk back, Anping Qiao Huan followed immediately.

After finding the tea leaves, Xia Qing looked at the tea leaves and felt troubled. She carefully looked around and asked Anping in a low voice, "Have you bought the tea set yet?"

Anping nodded and said, "At that time, these tables and chairs were bought together."

Xia Qing gritted her teeth: "Then you won't remind me to find someone who can tea art?"

Anping looked around with guilty eyes. Didn't he think that his wife didn't even want to invite a cook, and if he wanted to use Mrs. Chen at home, then making tea must be a last resort, and a pastry shop, what do you drink here? Tea is still so expensive, is it sick?
Apparently, the little poor in Anping don't know that rich people don't necessarily have everything in this era.

At this moment, it's really too late to talk about what's there and what's not. Xia Qing can't ask Qiao Huan or Xu Zhong to make tea for them. Just kidding, her friends still have to deal with other people for her sake. ?

The people watching the show outside have already started to shout: "Shopkeeper, stop pretending, if you don't have it, just say no."

Anping blushed and wanted to shout back, but Xia Qing held him back, and said, "Bring me those tea sets."

Anping glared at those people who bent down to look for something for a day, Xia Qing looked at the people on the field and said, "Don't worry, everyone, why don't you just buy some pastries and sit and watch."

Someone let out a shameful expression, and said, "Your tea is all fake, so maybe your dim sum is fake too."

Xia Qing smiled and said, "The people waiting for the drink didn't say anything, so you know it's fake?"

The person who spoke was strangely afraid to speak, normally it is not unreasonable to be a big man, but for some reason today he was speechless in front of this lady.

How could ordinary people understand Xia Qing's power? They just felt that Xia Qing seemed to have a knife on his throat when he spoke like this. If he didn't shut up, his throat would definitely be stabbed.

Anping put the tea set on the table for Xia Qing, and looked at Xia Qing with his hands tied. Xia Qing was not afraid at all under the eyes of everyone, and started to make tea calmly.

Isn't it just making tea, who can't do it anymore, wash the teapot, wash the cups, grab a handful of tea leaves, throw them into the teapot, and brew them with boiling water. In order to make this process longer, Xia Qing specially divided four cups, and then Facing Anping, he said, "Give it to the four young masters."

The young man at the beginning had already noticed Xia Qing's novice's movements, but he didn't open his mouth. He already felt that the tea leaves were fake, and today he just wanted to do justice for the sky and fight against fake businessmen!
Anping put the tea on the table with a look of resentment, and the four of them reached out to take a cup each. Drinking tea is a very delicate process, and people like them have naturally learned it before, and their every move is better than Xia Qing who just People who make tea are also pleasing to the eye.

The young man picked up the teacup and glanced at the color of the soup. He was a little disdainful. When he smelled the aroma of the tea, his face suddenly became suspicious. When he actually drank it, he froze for a moment, then picked up the cup of tea and drank it again. Take a sip.

The people around looked at them nervously, and some couldn't help it: "How about it, young masters, are they fake?"

Anping stared at them and said: "That's not true, this is our wife from the palace... woo..."

Xia Qing lifted her from behind, Anping looked back aggrievedly, Xia Qing gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Not everyone tasted Jin Junmei like the young man at the beginning. Some of them took a sip and said, "I don't even want this kind of stuff if it's offered to me for free."

The people in the shop suddenly became more lively, even more angrily pointing at the plaque and cursing, and some people who bought pastries in advance walked over to return them.

Xia Qing is not surprised at all, she knows how to make a ghost tea, not to mention the tea color and fragrance of the tea soup, the taste of Jin Junmei is due to the tea itself.

She only looked at the young man who spoke first and said, "How about it, but Jin Junmei?"

The other young people were definitely not Jin Junmei. To be honest, they felt that it was not as good as what they usually drink, but the person who spoke at the beginning took another sip as if he didn't believe in evil, and then his face was a little pale and authentic: "Where did you get it?"

The bustling crowd in the shop suddenly became even more uproarious, "Young master, do you mean this tea is real?"

"Really or not, maybe you made a mistake."

"Impossible, that's Jin Junmei!"

Even the three teenagers sitting on the side looked at the speaker in surprise, and finally picked it up in disbelief and took another sip. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but it seemed to be a little better than before.

They all know this student, from the same academy, they all know what everyone is like, since he said so, it seems that this is really Jin Junmei.

Xia Qing ignored the student's question, and just smiled and said, "It's fine if you want Jin Junmei, my master. I'm not good at craftsmanship, so I only accept the young master's tea money, Fu Er."

Fu Er, who was just overwhelmed by the wave of returned goods, finally got out and said, "Ma'am."

Xia Qing said: "Write it down, all the bills on this table will be [-]% off, Mrs. Chen, bring some refreshments to the young masters."

After speaking, he nodded to the four people and said: "Young masters, please use it slowly."

After speaking, he pulled Qiao Huan and said to Anping: "Bring up the tea and tea set, and bring some leftover pastries."

Anping nodded exasperatedly, and glanced around viciously, apparently he hadn't learned the business routine of smiling three-pointed at people.

People around suddenly swarmed. Those who had money looked at the tea, and those who had no money bought some pastries. They sat down in the lobby and chatted enthusiastically. On the first day of today, the second floor does not welcome foreigners.

Of course, there are still many who just want to buy pastries, and they left with the wrapped pastries. Sister-in-law Chen and the three of them smiled. They didn't expect that Xia Qing's clumsy tricks could attract people. Tea is better. .

(End of this chapter)