Salted Fish Dad, Passive Farming

Chapter 192 Violent waste, I really deserve a beating!

Lid is lifted.

The dense hot air emerges from the purple clay pot.

What follows is the mellow, thick and fragrant tea fragrance.

The fragrance of tea is pleasant and refreshing.

Suddenly smelling the indescribable fragrance of tea, Tang Guangwei's expression instantly became extremely exciting.

Shocked, disbelieving, intoxicated...

It is the same truth that drunkards recognize wine by smelling the fragrance of wine, and people in the tea ceremony can also recognize tea by smelling the fragrance of tea.

Just hearing this, Tang Guangwei, who has been steeped in tea ceremony for many years, knows that this tea is by no means vulgar. It may even be one or two better than the Nainamu Tree Dahongpao he got with great difficulty!

"Damn, why is this tea so fragrant, cumin, did you add some flavor to the tea?"

Meng Kai was also taken aback, but this guy has only been in the tea pit for a long time, two hundred and fifty one, how can he know how to smell tea and know tea.

The first reaction was to suspect that Ji Ran had tampered with the tea.

Ji Ran gave him one word simply, "Get lost!"

"Get out~ just~ get out~"

Meng Kai imitates the silly Dachun in "Charlotte Doesn't Worry", and is very funny.

Fuck off as soon as they say it, but...it's no wonder he can get off.

With a three-foot-thick black skin and a playful smile, "I'll pour a cup and taste it, and test whether your tea has been cheated."

As he said that, he was going to serve the teapot.

Ji Ran slapped his paw, "Which idiot just said that drinking this tea will spoil your taste?"

"Which idiot said that?" Meng Kai pretended, "Old Tang, did you say that?"

Tang Guangwei's mood gradually recovered, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the teaser. He looked at Ji Ran expectantly, "Cumin, pour me a cup."

Ji Ran turned over a cup, picked up the teapot, and poured it.

Tang Guangwei frowned as he looked at the light green tea soup in the teacup mixed with tea leaves and tea stalks.

I wanted to say something, but didn't say it.

The thumb and index finger of the right hand pinched the cup, brought it to his mouth, sniffed it vigorously, blew on it, and took a shallow sip.

He closed his eyes involuntarily and smacked his lips, a look of deep intoxication appeared on his fat and white face.

It's exactly the same as the expressions of drunkards when they taste fine wine.

After a while, Tang Guangwei opened his eyes.

I took several sips in succession.

His expression changed again, as if he had just practiced Dabao's swordsmanship heartily, enjoying the wonderful taste of becoming an immortal...

He praised it with a smile, "The color, fragrance, and taste are both rich and pleasing to the mind. No matter how hard it is, you are willing to conquer it! Good tea! It is a rare and good tea!"

Meng Kai was already greedy enough to smell the aroma of tea, but when he heard such praise from the master of tea ceremony Tang Guangwei, especially seeing Tang Guangwei's high-spirited (second tone) expression, he immediately became even more greedy, "Cumin, give me a whole cup... ..."

Ji Ran carried the teapot and did not dump him.

Pour yourself a glass, blow on it, and drink it in one gulp.

Have another drink, blow again, keep drinking.

Looking at his drinking method, Meng Kai swallowed;

Tang Guangwei had an angry look on his face.

"Tea is for quenching thirst."

How could Ji Ran not know what Tang Guangwei wanted to say, he said calmly.

Tang Guangwei...

Tea is used to quench thirst, that’s right!
But this kind of peerless tea, the second uncle's...is there a way to drink it like you?

What's the difference between your drinking method and the ignorant and stupid cow eating the beautiful and fragrant peonies?
Tang Guangwei slandered.

His eyes fell on the tea in the plastic bag, which was not generally bad in appearance, and his fists were involuntarily clenched...

He was so crazy at the moment that he wanted to beat Ji Ran.

Such a peerless good tea was actually fried into this horrible shape by Ji Ran...

It is said that after being fried into such a ghostly appearance by him, and after being stewed blindly, there is still such a taste. Thinking about it, if the masters of the tea ceremony came to fry it, wouldn't it be...

Can his mother tree Dahongpao be compared with it?

Tang Guangwei wanted to ask tea friends all over the world: Should Ji Ran be beaten?
Tang Guangwei dared to make a bet with anyone: all tea drinkers in the world would definitely answer in unison - he deserves a beating!Give me a hard beat!

It really deserves a beating!
Ji Ran glanced sideways at Tang Guangwei, and could tell that Tang Guangwei wanted to beat him up...

Then I poured another cup of tea, took another sip, and said slowly, "By the way, besides quenching thirst, tea can also be used to cook tea eggs... Tea eggs are quite delicious... Well, I'll take this tea Go back and cook eggs."

After speaking, he put the tea back into his pocket.

Tang Guangwei said that I couldn't hold my casserole-sized fist anymore.

……

The pretense is over, the madness is over...

In the elegant room of 'Xinya Mingcha', the three of them sat around the tea table seriously.

Ji Ran finished the pot of tea that he 'steamed', and Tang Guangwei brewed a new pot.

If a real expert takes action, the effect will of course be completely different.

At first glance at the color of the soup, the bright moon dyed the spring water skillfully, and the thin ice swirled lightly to fill the green clouds.

Look at the color of the soup again, the blue waves are rippling and the fragrance is strong, the tea is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk.

In short, it is so much better than the tea pot made by rookie Ji Ran.

“Good tea!”

"This tea is really good!"

One tea master and another tea master tasted it leisurely and praised it full of praise.

After tasting for a while, Tang Guangwei seemed to have come up with something else. He picked up the plastic bag and squeezed out a piece of tea...

Seeing the clue, he said in surprise, "Master Cumin, is your tea roasted not long ago?"

Ji Ran smiled without saying a word.

Tang Guangwei was startled and said, "Where did you get the new tea leaves? Our province has four distinct seasons, and this season there are only old leaves, but no young leaves."

Meng Kai also looked at him in surprise, wanting to hear what he had to say.

However, Jiran still just smiled and said nothing.

This made Tang Guangwei anxious, "Boss, you should say something..."

Ji Ran opened his mouth this time, "Old Tang, how much can you sell this tea for a tael?"

Tang Guangwei answered irrelevantly, "You mean, you still have this tea in your hand? I'm talking about young leaves, not roasted by you."

Ji Ran said, "It may or may not."

Tang Guangwei understood that Ji Ran meant that if the price was satisfactory, he would have tea;
Otherwise there is no.

OK, as long as there is one!

The so-called rare and precious teas can be sold for sky-high prices. For such exquisite products, the last thing you need to worry about is the price!
Tang Guangwei stood up excitedly, grabbed Ji Ran's arm with both hands, "Cuman, if you trust me, Old Tang, just hand over the new tea to me... I'll invite the most professional frying master to fry... Then... I only get [-]% of the transaction price... No, I only get [-]%!"

It's not that Tang Guangwei didn't want to ask for more, but he was embarrassed to ask for more.

One out of ten seems to be a very small amount, but actually...

It should be known that those rare and rare teas can be sold for millions or even tens of millions per kilogram... Well, hype is a vulgar thing.

But after squeezing out the water, it is true that the price is still floating in the sky.

Compared with those teas, the quality of Ji Ran's tea is not to mention being beaten and crushed, at least it is several grades stronger...

So its price... hehe.

There are a lot of achievements in the previous score!
and……

Holding Ji Ran's tea in his hand, he is the only one in the world...

Then his reputation in the whole tea world, the reputation of his 'Xinya Mingcha'...

I'm afraid...

Maybe he is the 'cumin boss' in the tea world.

Compared with these huge potential values, that [-]% is completely negligible!

……

"I have two conditions."

Ji Ran looked calmly at Tang Guangwei who was immersed in a sweet dream.

Tang Guangwei wiped his saliva and said, "Say it."

Ji Ran said, "First, you can't disclose the source of the tea to anyone; second, I only provide the tea and the money, and don't participate in anything else."

Tang Guangwei nodded hastily, "No problem."

Ji Ran tapped the edge of the coffee table lightly with his fingers, thought for a while, and said, "How about this, come to Qingshui Town in two days, and first take a catty or two of fresh tea leaves to test the water."

"Okay!" Tang Guangwei agreed simply, pointing to the one or two tea leaves left on the tea tray, and said eagerly, "Then these..."

Ji Ran smiled and said, "Don't you dislike it? I'll take it back and boil the tea eggs."

"Don't..." Tang Guangwei was like a greedy child grabbing candy. He grabbed a handful and put it in his inner pocket, "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it. How can I dislike such a good tea... Well, I'm the one who bought this tea." 20..."

"Forget the money, you can use it to throw a stone and ask for directions."

Ji Ran got up and walked out.

The purpose of this trip has been achieved, there is no need to spend any more time here, it is time to go back to accompany my daughter.

"Cumin, let's drink two more cups of tea."

Tang Guangwei sincerely persuaded him to stay.

Ji Ran put on a mask and said, "Next time."

The three of them left the private room, and when the two young ladies in the store who were playing with their mobile phones saw them coming out, they hurriedly greeted them with the pens and paper they had prepared earlier.

They surrounded Ji Ran and blinked, "Oppa, sign your name for me."

Ji Ran frowned.

If it was a fan of Diaoyou who asked for an autograph, he would happily and simply do what he wanted, but these two...

Oppa?

You, a Chinese, call another Chinese Obama on the territory of the motherland?
What Ji Ran dislikes the most is these idiots who are obsessed with foreign affairs.

"What are you two doing? Hurry up and get out of the way."

Seeing Ji Ran's displeasure, Tang Guangwei scolded him.

The two women hurried aside.

Ji Ran was walking towards the door of the store, when an old man with long hair, beard and red face came from outside the store.

Seeing Ji Ran, the old man was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, Ji Ran and Meng Kai had already walked out of the store.

"Old Xiao, sit down first, and I'll see off my friend."

Tang Guangwei greeted the old man and followed him out.

A few minutes later, Tang Guangwei returned to the store.

The old man named Mr. Xiao has taken a seat in the private room, and the two clerks are chatting.

Seeing Tang Guangwei turn back, they said aggrievedly, "Boss, that person was so arrogant just now, who is he?"

Tang Guangwei reprimanded, "No one knows, you go and ask for autographs too, you're so stupid."

The two women felt even more aggrieved, "He looks familiar to us, he must be a big star."

"He's not a big shit star, but he's much more famous than those so-called big stars!"

Tang Guangwei stared at the two of them, "Also, watch less kimchi dramas in the future, it will corrode your brains... Open your mouth and call someone Ouba, is there a name for this bird in Chinese... I will find you in the store later Watching kimchi drama, you guys go away."

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking to the two of them and entered the private room.

"Old Xiao, I kept you waiting." Tang Guangwei apologized.

"It's okay." Mr. Xiao said calmly, stroking his gray beard, "Who was the one wearing a mask just now? It feels so familiar, but I can't remember which drama he was the male lead in."

"He is a friend of mine."

Tang Guangwei pulled out his chair, sat down, and boiled a pot of water.

Old Xiao blew on his beard, and seemed a little angry, "A friend? Can't tell me yet?"

"That's not it." Tang Guangwei smiled lightly, "It's just that he and you are not in the same circle..."

Xiao Lao was really going to get angry, "Xiao Tang, you can talk about whoever you can, you can't be straightforward, don't make detours."

"Okay..." Tang Guangwei said, "Think about it, who is the most popular on the Internet recently?"

"cumin?"

Elder Xiao blurted out a little excitedly, and then he was very annoyed, "Oh, why did I just pass by Cumin, what a great opportunity!"

Then he looked at Tang Guangwei expectantly, "By the way, Xiao Tang, you have participated in Cumin's event. You and Cumin are very familiar! He has come to your shop."

Tang Guangwei guessed something as soon as he saw Mr. Xiao's eyes, and said truthfully, "This is the second time we meet."

Mr. Xiao joked, "You two feel like old friends at first sight, right?"

Tang Guangwei...

"Okay, I'm serious with you."

Mr. Xiao said sternly, "I have contacted Zimin many times, but I was only able to contact Master Jing. As soon as he mentioned the celebrity reality show, Master Jing hung up the phone and couldn't get through if I called again... Since you and Ziran have already mixed up, Now, please give me a message, just say that I want to shoot a fishing-themed celebrity reality show after next spring, and I want to invite him to be the chief guest... and I also want to shoot a scene at his Lingshan Reservoir. Two issues...His appearance fee and everything else are nothing."

Tang Guangwei shook his head directly when he heard the words, "Mr. Xiao, you are also half a cumin fan like me. You know that cumin is not interested in the entertainment industry."

Old Xiao said, "My program is a fishing program, which suits Cumin's appetite."

"Okay, let me convey it for you."

Tang Guangwei stopped arguing with Mr. Xiao, holding bamboo tweezers in his left hand, and boiling water in his right hand to scald the cup.

"Okay, if this is done, I'll introduce you to two masters of tea ceremony on Hong Kong Island."

Xiao Lao smiled and nodded, "Hey, didn't you say you got some rare tea, take it out and brew it."

Tang Guangwei hesitated for a while, and took out Ji Ran's tea from the inner pocket of his coat.

"I keep it close to my body. It seems that this tea is really rare... Don't tell me what kind of tea it is yet. Show it to me."

Xiao Laoqi rubbed his hands cautiously and reached out for tea.

When I saw that the tea was packaged in ordinary plastic bags, my expression suddenly changed.

Is rare tea useful in such a simple package?
Looking at the 0.1-star tea in the bag, his complexion is even more ugly.

Blowing his beard and glaring, "Xiao Tang, who are you fooling? Is this the rare tea you are talking about? Do you think I am senile?"

Tang Guangwei smiled. Mr. Xiao's reaction was as expected. When he first saw this tea, didn't he also think that this tea was dregs?

As a result, his face was slapped hard.

Tang Guangwei smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, there is a saying that the sea cannot be measured, and the tea cannot be measured by its appearance. It is wrong to judge tea by its appearance... Calm down, calm down, it is not too late to make an evaluation after drinking it."

Elder Xiao was dubious.

A few minutes later, his hand holding the teacup stopped in the air, with an expression of disbelief.

"Damn, you really can't judge tea by its cover!"

Mr. Xiao swears, and then asks a series of questions, "Xiao Tang, what kind of tea is this? Where did you get it? What price? Is there any stock... Yes, who roasted this tea ? Such an excellent tea, his poor level, who gave him the courage to show his hands?"

After asking the question, he put down the cup and picked up the plastic bag on the tea tray. With a sad face, he complained frantically, "Doesn't the horse have a long face? Don't you know how many catties you have? Roast this peerless tea into a Needless to say, the quality and taste of this piece of shit are at least half off...a silly son of a landlord, a waste of money...holy crap!"

Tang Guangwei... covered his mouth and chuckled.

He is thinking whether to record a voice and send it to Ji Ran?

Then tell old man Xiao that the stupid son of the landlord's family, the prodigal, is none other than the cumin he has been thinking about?
(End of this chapter)