Salted Fish Dad, Passive Farming

Chapter 193: Just a picture of a new tea caused waves in the tea world
"Cumin, can you get me some of your tea?"

On the way back to Jiangxin from the provincial capital, during the tea ceremony, Meng must have the cheek to ask Ji Ran for tea.

Ji Ran responded casually, "If you want tea, it's easy to talk about, wait for Lao Tang to sell the tea for the first time, and see what the price is... Let's pay at that price."

"That's fine."

Meng Kai rolled his eyes and stopped talking.

Converted to millions of tens of millions of tea per catty, a few pots of tea are brewed, and a flat in the county is sold out;

If you soak a few more pots, millions of catties of grain will be gone.That is the amount of grain that a farmer uncle can't grow even if he spends his entire life.

That tea costs money to drink, and the heart trembles when I drink it, so I drink it.

It's almost the same for the rich and powerful Ji Darich who is now a free drink.

Looking at the shriveled guy, Ji Ran smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you a few taels so that you can pretend to be compared. Don't worry about more."

Ji Ran has always been willing to share with close relatives and friends, whether it's money or not, it doesn't matter at all.

Regarding this tea, he was actually willing to drink it to Meng Kai for free, but Ji Ran felt...

If the price is seriously inconsistent with the actual value, a lot of people who are stupid and have a lot of money are willing to pay for it...

Instead of giving this guy tea, it would be better to catch him a chicken, duck or goose.

In Ji Ran's values, the real value of a local chicken is higher than the so-called rare tea.

Just like the actual value of a piece of bread, it is better than those so-called world famous paintings that are auctioned for over [-] million yuan.

Perhaps this is the value of pragmatists.

Actually, Meng Kai didn't dare to expect too much, and he was too embarrassed to expect too much. It wasn't something like tens or hundreds.

Hearing that Ji Ran said that he would give him some, he immediately smiled, "Hey, thank you for your generosity, boss, boss, boss..."

"Stop, don't flatter... Well, I still like your rebellious look..."

"..."

It was already evening when we returned to the county seat.

The two parted ways in 'Master Meng Fishing Tackle'.

Ji Ran didn't go home to accompany his daughter, and he hasn't seen his wife for a few days.

Even if you pay the public food, you should pay it.

They went straight to Tong Yuanyuan's house in the county town, which was their home in the county town.

The workaholic lady hasn't come back yet, so I called her.

There are a lot of ingredients in "One Fang Qingquan", Ji Ran puts on an apron, and turns into a family cook, making ping-pong-pong in one meal.

The food came out, and Tong Yuanyuan ordered it home.

After the young couple finished making food, there was no doubt that... they made it hard... wow.

Toss until midnight.

In the next day, the cows tirelessly plowed the land again.

After the incident, Tong Yuanyuan went to the company.

Now her focus is on training the employees of Tongyan Daily Chemical.

She passed on what she had learned from the outside world to the employees and urged them to be proactive.

Yes, she is hurrying to recharge, and the people below are also hurrying to recharge.

The company is making preparations from top to bottom, and only waits for the new factory to be completed and put into operation next year.

……

On the evening of the 22th.

Ji Ran entered the 'Pure Land'.

The tea tree grew bigger and spread wider.

A large number of young leaves grew again.

Ji Ran picked about a catty and a half.

It was more than eight o'clock in the morning on the 23rd.

Tang Guangwei came to Qingshui Town.

"Old Tang, you got up at four o'clock in the morning and set off before five o'clock?"

Ji Ran took out tea leaves from the 'Pure Land' to meet him.

"If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing your dream, I would have returned to the provincial capital now."

Tang Guangwei said with a smile. Before going to bed last night, he thought that he would get Ji Ran's new tea today and was looking forward to it.

Unable to sleep at night, he brewed a small pot of 0.1-star cumin tea, and then...he was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night.

The strange thing is that he doesn't feel tired now.

Ji Ran asked, "Did you have breakfast?"

Tang Guangwei said, "When you came over, I casually made a bowl of noodles."

"Eat it." Ji Ran nodded, took out the tea from the car, and threw it to him casually.

Tang Guangwei quickly caught it, and couldn't hold back his complaints, "I said big brother, can you stop being so profligate, here are tens of millions, maybe millions!"

Ji Ran didn't answer him, "Okay, I've handed over the tea to you, you can do it yourself. How to market, how to hype, what price to sell... In short, you don't have to ask me... If you ask me, Who am I to ask?"

"Hey, thank you boss for your trust." Ji Ran's words made Tang Guangwei feel happy, and the boss completely let go, so he can use it, right?

The most fearful thing is that outsiders interfere with insiders.

He obviously doesn't understand anything, but he just likes to beep and gesticulate, not to be silly.

"Go back."

Ji Ran was about to leave, and it was said that Tang Guangwei had come all the way from the provincial capital, so no matter what, he had to invite people to sit at home, and leave them for lunch or something.

Sending someone away after giving something is obviously not the way of hospitality.

Let's put it this way, Ji Ran doesn't think his relationship with Tang Guangwei has reached this level.

At best, they are a cooperative relationship, each taking what they need.

No matter before or after the fortune, Leiranju has never been a guest for ordinary people.

"Boss, wait, there is one more thing."

Tang Guangwei said, "Have you heard of Xiao Hefeng from our South China TV station?"

Ji Ran shook his head.

Tang Guangwei said, "Have you watched the variety show "Light of Justice"?"

Ji Ran nodded.

He seldom watches variety shows in recent years. They are too good, and many of them can even be said to be too insulting to the IQ of the audience in front of the TV. Take the "good voice" that once had a huge ratings explosion...

The script is clearly written in advance, and it is obviously operated in a box in a dark corner, but everyone from the audience to the contestants, from the host to the so-called mentor, all put on a show...

The name of this sub-program is wrong, it should not be called 'Good Voice', it should be called 'Good Actor'.

And "Light of Justice" is the only variety show that Ji Ran has watched in its entirety in the past few years.

The reason why "Light of Justice" can become this unique is because the program itself is also wonderful. The key is that it is one of the few programs among all variety shows that truly promotes correct values ​​​​and delivers positive energy.

It's a pity that the ratings of this show are not high, and it was beaten by a lot of entertainment-to-death variety shows.

"Xiao Hefeng is the chief director of "Light of Justice"."

Tang Guangwei said, "You were in my store two days ago, and the bearded man you met when you went out was him. In fact, he is also your fan. He will do a star fishing reality show in the spring of next year, and he wants to invite you to be the chief Guest... Also, he wants to film a show or two in your Lingshan Reservoir."

Ji Ran didn't even think about it, "I'm not interested."

Being rejected straight away, Tang Guangwei was not surprised at all. This is the big brother Cumin he knows.

Tang Guangwei persuaded, "Boss, would you please give it some serious thought? To be the most important guest of a large-scale variety show on a satellite TV is something that many top celebrities in the industry can only dream of..."

"I don't have that kind of leisure, and I don't have that time to waste."

Ji Ran waved his hand, "I'm going back, drive slowly on the way."

Leave when you're done.

Watching the Hongqi SUV go away, Tang Guangwei took out a voice recorder from his pocket.

Yes, he recorded all the conversations with Ji Ran.

There is no other purpose, just to listen to Mr. Xiao when the time comes, to prove that he has indeed spoken to Mr. Cumin and done some ideological work...

To save old man Xiao from questioning him and pestering him endlessly.

Tang Guangwei returned to his car and transferred the audio he had just recorded on the recorder to his mobile phone.

After editing, only the following dialogue content is left.

Then, with excitement, he opened a plastic shopping bag printed with 'XX Supermarket' that Ji Ran threw to him.

Such a peerless tea, packed in a more casual bag than the roasted tea last time...

Brother, can you show some respect, this is the ultimate tea ceremony people dream of!
Tang Guangwei was speechless for a while.

Gently grab a handful of tea leaves from it and smell it. The light tea fragrance is pleasant.

Spread it out in the palm of your hand.

However, each piece of tea leaves is slightly different in size, but in shape it is as if they were printed from the same mold.

Look at the fineness of the tea.

It is crystal clear and green, like jade, and the lines inside are clearly visible.

The presentation is excellent.

“Excellent tea indeed.”

Tang Guangwei praised it with a smile on his face.

He took a few high-definition photos with his mobile phone, and casually sent them to one of his high-end tea friend groups, with the text attached: After going through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, and crossing thousands of mountains and mountains, I finally lived up to this trip.

Then I sent the pictures and text to the largest tea forum in China, 'Tasting Tea and Enlightenment'.

The posts on the forum didn't get any response for the time being. After all, Tang Guangwei had a certain reputation in the tea industry in the province.

But in the country, who is he?

But his group immediately exploded.

……

[Ming Xin: Little Tangzi, where did you get the tender tea?This looks too good to be exaggerated. ]
[Tranquility and Zhiyuan: Little Tangzi, this photo of yours is beautiful, how can there be such a beautiful new tea in the world? ]
[Your uncle and I just love drinking tea: I think Xiaotangzi is itchy, so he made such a processed picture to tease us. ]
[The eagle spreads its wings and soars thousands of miles: Old folks in the provincial capital, set fire to the little candy shop in the afternoon, Ma Ma's little bastard, make fun of us. ]
[There is tea in the humble room: I’ll prepare gasoline! ]
[A Cup of Green Tea: I provide lighters! ]

[...]
Friends in the group thought that Tang Guangwei's picture had been edited, and all of a sudden they shouted and shouted.

Until a tea friend spoke up...

[The tea ceremony is too wet. Yuan Liguang: Xiao Tang, where are you now?Can you come to my place this afternoon?Your tea will be roasted by Taishi himself at no charge to you, but you have to give me half of the finished tea. ]
[I'm not Xiao Feng: Old Yuan, are you shameless?This kind of peerless tea, you have to share half of the tea you make, why not give it all to you? ]
[The tea ceremony is too wet. Yuan Liguang: Hehe, I want them all too. The problem is that Xiao Tang won’t give them to him. ]
[I'm not Xiao Feng: Lao Yuan, I find that the older you are, the more shameless you become. ]
[The tea ceremony is too wet. Yuan Liguang: Can you fool yourself into getting good tea if you want face? ]
[I am not Xiao Feng:...]
[...]
In the group, the two old guys choked up every time they said something.

There are not many people in the group, just a few dozen, and everyone basically knows each other.

The other group friends looked at these two people and realized that they might have misunderstood Tang Guangwei.

because……

Don't mention "I'm not Xiao Feng", he's just a tea drinker.

"The tea ceremony is too wet, Yuan Liguang" is a real master of the tea ceremony. Not only is he well-known all over the country for making tea sets, but he is also praised by people in the circle for his skill in roasting tea leaves. His understanding of tea...

Let's put it this way, he often appears in tastings of famous teas...

Ahem, he is one of the dozens of vice presidents of the National Tea Association.

This photo of Tang Guangwei made Yuan Liguang offer to help bake it himself, so it can be seen...

Immediately, a group of friends used their contacts to forward the picture to relevant professionals for identification.

The results obtained are all the same: the photos do not have "beauty" turned on, and there is no post-processing... The photos are not deceiving.

The direction of the wind in the group suddenly reversed.

[There is a Ming in the shabby room: Xiaotangtang, what kind of tea is yours?Is it baked?Brother, come to your shop for tea in the afternoon. ]
[A cup of green tea: Xiaotang, I will be there for tea in the afternoon. ]
[Your uncle, I just love drinking tea: Xiaotang, how much does your new tea cost? Give me a price, your uncle, I’ll take it! ]

[Chorse Tianya: With such a beautiful new tea, the finished tea must be of extraordinary quality, I am one of the afternoon tea drinkers. ]
[...]
Tang Guangwei was driving the car, looking at the messages in the group from the corner of his eyes from time to time, smiling until his fat face bloomed into chrysanthemums.

The tea produced by Big Cumin is extraordinary, and it seems that the price will naturally rise to the sky without any deliberate marketing and hype.

Okay, you can easily earn the dividends, and you can easily build the reputation of 'Xinya Tea'!
It felt so good to hug Mr. Cumin's thick legs, and he picked up the money while lying down.

Tang Guangwei was in a happy mood.

The phone calls or WeChat video calls come in one after another, and they all hang up.

I pulled over and replied to a message from @everyone in the group: I’m driving and it’s not convenient to answer the phone or anything. I won’t be in the store in the afternoon, so I’ll have tea and make an appointment when I come back.But I want to drink the tea in the picture. Sorry, it is too rare and rare. I can only invite three to five tea friends to drink it.

After sending the message, go back on the road and ignore anyone.

……

At the same time, Tang Guangwei's posts were constantly visited by tea lovers on the 'Taste of Tea and Enlightenment' forum.

Like the people in his group, there are those who don't know Taishan with their eyes, some like Yuan Liguang who are real masters with eyes like torches and discerning pearls, and some who go to professionals to appraise the pictures.

There are all kinds of voices in the comment area.

Kyoto.

A certain courtyard.

Two highly successful figures are tasting tea.

The 50-year-old man with his hair combed back picked up his teacup, sipped it, smacked his lips and praised, "Golden melon tribute tea is gold melon tribute tea, and its quality is worthy of the word tribute."

Another man in his fifties with a bald head said with a smile, "Your cup of tea costs nearly ten thousand yuan. Can you be ashamed of a tribute?"

The man with the big back said, "Tea is an elegant thing, but you are talking about vulgar money. It's not in your interest."

The Mediterranean man laughed, "I shouldn't have mentioned the money. I was wrong. I'll punish myself with three cups."

The man with the big back said scornfully, "If you drink one cup of this tea or one cup less, you punish yourself with three cups? That's a pretty idea."

The Mediterranean man was about to speak, when a WeChat message came in from his mobile phone on the coffee table, he opened it casually.

It's a picture of new tea.

When I opened it, I froze for a moment.

The man with the big back also saw it and was also startled.

"This picture, this tea..." the Mediterranean man zoomed in on the picture, looked at it carefully, and murmured suspiciously.

"This picture is fine, this tea is real."

The man with the big back is obviously more knowledgeable, he quickly identified the authenticity, his eyes sparkled, "I didn't expect that there are new teas of this quality in the world, and it's still in this season...Quickly ask, where did this picture come from?"

"Are you sure it's true?"

The Mediterranean man looked excited and sent out a WeChat video invitation.

It didn't take long to get the answer.

The two entered the forum and found Tang Guangwei's post.

Then the man with the big back made a call and asked for Tang Guangwei's number...

……

The entire domestic tea industry has gradually become a commotion due to Tang Guangwei's posts and pictures, especially in the small circle at the top.

Ji Ran didn't know about these, and he didn't pay attention when he knew.

When I came back from town, I saw my daughter sawing a wooden board with a saw.

Douhua helped a lot when building the miscellaneous rooms and dog kennels after the house was built, so it was no problem for Douhua to saw a piece of wood.

Ji Ran asked curiously, "What is my daughter doing?"

Dou Hua said, "I'm going to make an egg warmer."

"Egg shaker?" Ji Ran heard this term for the first time.

Douhua creaked and pulled the saw, explaining, "It's specially used for candling eggs, to check whether there are cubs in the hatched eggs, how is the progress of the cubs' breeding... With this egg candidator, we can know whether the cubs are alive or not. The situation of Liang Diao's baby in the egg."

Isn't this a CT machine?

High technology!
My daughter actually knows how to make it?
Amazing!
Ji Ran asked, "How do you know how to make an egg camera?"

"I learned from books." Douhua sawed a piece of wood, and continued to saw.

"That's right, I just need to learn more and then apply what I've learned." Ji Ran praised, "Is there anything I can do for my father's help?"

"I also need an old-fashioned round light bulb, one with twenty or thirty watts will do."

Douhua put down the saw, slid open the tablet, found a picture of a light bulb and showed it to Ji Ran.

Every household in Jiangbian Village is now equipped with fluorescent lamps, and not many people use this kind of transparent and thin glass round light bulbs.

"You continue to make, and leave the light bulb to Dad."

Ji Ran went to the town again, visited a few lighting stores, and finally bought the light bulbs and matching lamp sockets and plugs that his daughter needed.

Watching Douhua making a mess.

Douhua's wooden boards have been sawn and processed accordingly.

There are five boards in total.

The four pieces have the same size and shape, and are in the shape of an equilateral trapezoid, and one of them has a hole slightly smaller than a goose egg in the middle.

One piece is square with a small hole drilled in the middle.

Douhua swung a small hammer, clanging, clanking, and assembled the four trapezoidal wooden boards into a trapezoidal body.

Then pass the wire through the small hole in the middle of the square plank.

The round bulb is screwed into the lamp holder, and the wooden board is placed above the trapezoidal body to completely cover it.

Then insert the plug of the light bulb into the socket.

light is on.

The trapezoidal body is translucent.

Douhua slapped the sawdust on the clothes, full of authentic sense of accomplishment, "The egg tinter is finished, we can check the egg babies."

When Ji Ran saw this, he already understood the principle of the egg tinder, and gave his daughter a thumbs up.

　It’s been a long time since I’ve been bubbling, thank you all for your company along the way, and thank you folks for your support.

　　It's the end of the month, folks with a monthly pass vote for it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)