Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Hu Tian ordered Chang Xiaochun to get tea and make it in front of Lin Shijun.

But for a moment, the room was full of fragrance, which had not dispersed for a long time.

A faint fragrance, refreshing.

Suddenly, a butterfly flew out of the window and landed on the peach tree under the window. It unexpectedly attracted all the butterflies. It's really worthy of its name.

"To tell you the truth, virtuous nephew, I only sold ten jin last year. It cost me 1000 liang of silver to receive it."

Hu Tian snorted coldly, thinking, who are you fooling?

The place where tea is produced is relatively remote, and there is no second person in the Central Plains except his first visit this year.

He also saw it in other places. The highest price is sixty-two kilograms, which is still this year's price.

Last year, it only took 52 to collect.

"Good tea, good tea."

Lin Shijun repeatedly praised this good tea. Naturally, he was reluctant to drink it on weekdays.

And he came today. Since Hu Tian made him such a precious cup of tea.

In the face of this tea, Lin Shijun's impression of Hu Tian has changed a little.

Because it was brought by pockmarks, he knew the place needless to say.

To tell the truth, he also saw tea and drank tea, but the drum kept beating in his heart.

Last year, he only received less than ten jin of this Cuifeng tea. It was only when he begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother that he was given ten jin.

A green headed boy can collect 200 Jin of mingcuifeng?

What hasn't he met with Lin Shijun?

At the age of 15, he went out to sell tea, walked through the steepest mountains and the deepest rivers.

He also met bandits and robbers. He made money with his head. He almost ran all over the north and south of the river.

Therefore, where there is good tea, where the tea produced is newly listed, and only once.

As soon as he touched and smelled, he knew as clearly as his chest.

He said he had two hundred pounds, and he wouldn't believe it anyway.

The tea was finished, and the room was full of aroma.

Hu Tian got up, walked up to Lin Shijun and said, "it seems that boss Lin doesn't believe I can have 200 kilograms of tea Cuifeng tea here." then he looked at Chang Xiaochun behind him, "go and carry the tea."

"Yes, young master."

Chang Xiaochun ran out quickly. Lin Shijun was stunned. What's the point?

It's quite like that. It's probably a bluff. He wants to see what tricks the boy can play today.

After a while, Chang Xiaochun came in. Then two servants carried a big wooden box in. Hu Tian waved his hand and said, "open it."

Chang Xiaochun immediately opened the box. Suddenly, there was a faint fragrance of orchids in the room.

Lin Shijun Teng got up and went to the front. He opened his pupils and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His hand trembled and pointed to the box, "this, this is all?"

He grabbed it and smelled it. It was all real tea.

Lin Shijun squatted on the ground and fell on the box. His eyes and eyes were falling inside and couldn't be pulled out.

This box costs at least 70 or 80 kilograms.

He didn't speak for a long time. His eyes didn't blink. He didn't leave the box for a moment, as if this was the white silver.

"Boss Lin knows the goods. Are these mingcuifeng?" Hu Tian asked.

He wouldn't believe it if he didn't let him see it with his own eyes today.

"Mingcuifeng, mingcuifeng, so many mingcuifeng..."

Boss Lin said to himself, staring at the tea, just like who wants to take his things.

Staring at the tea.

Seeing so many mingcuifeng for the first time, Lin Shijun was stunned.

"Boss Lin should have a good look. Don't say that I Hutian deceived you."

In fact, Lin Shijun has another purpose to come today, that is, to transfer some mingcuifeng tea from his hands.

Even a little more money can be spent.

Because even if he goes, he may not receive 20 kilograms.

I just didn't expect that this boy is really capable of getting so many mingcuifeng tea?

He said he sold 200 Jin, but there are really these.

This is all silver.

He must find a way to buy some tea from Hutian today.

Lin Shijun touched his mouth and his saliva dripped out. "Xian nephew, how did you receive so much mingcuifeng tea?"

Since he has sold so many goods, he can go. Besides, pockmarks still follow. He can't go without saying.

Hu Tian thought deeply and turned his eyes. "It's not convenient to say this. In fact, boss Lin should know it all in his heart?"

"I know?" Lin Shijun was stunned, but turned to say, "of course I know, but there is really not so much tea there. I go every year and sometimes I can't get it. I can only take a chance. I really don't know where my virtuous nephew collected it."

"It happened that I was luckier than boss Lin. I got it."

Lin Shijun's face is green.

Isn't that angry with him?

Forget it, I came to buy tea today. I don't care about him because he is a beginner.

Lin Shijun suppressed his anger and said with a smile, "today, I actually want to... Buy some mingcuifeng from you. Would you like to give up your love?"

Finally.

Hu Tian waited for him to speak.

He has goods in his hand. He's not in a hurry.

What's urgent is Lin Shijun.

Hu Tian's eyebrows were slightly timid, pursed his lips and said faintly, "how much do you want?"

When Lin Shijun was excited, did the boy agree?

"If you're willing to give up your love, I'll take all your 200 Jin."

He can afford to eat.

His tea house sells this kind of tea for fifty Liang silver and one gram. All the rich people in the town rob it.

Taking money is not like running water. This is a stable business.

Hu Tian's eyes flashed, and there was a trace of elusive meaning on a handsome face.

Just a flash past, he said, "everything is OK, but I don't know if boss Lin has so much silver?"

Looking at Hu Tian's confident appearance, Lin Shijun was worried about scratching his heart and liver, "you can make a price."

No more nonsense. Lin Shijun looked at Hu Tian.

Suddenly, the air seemed to solidify, but Hu Tian was so indifferent. His clear eyebrows stared at Lin Shijun and stretched out five fingers.

"Five Liang."

Lin Shijun smiled, "no problem."

In fact, my heart still hurts.

But when he thought about it, if he took it, it could be ten times, fifty-two, and the money would come back?

Two hundred catties and five thousand taels of silver are still small for him.

Hu Tian smiled. "Boss Lin misunderstood. It's not five Liang, it's fifty Liang."

Lin Shijun suddenly felt dark in front of him. He was tumbling in his stomach and almost spit out his old blood.

That hate in my heart.

"Is it... Fifty-two kilograms?"

"One gram."

Lin Shijun didn't come up with half a tone. Suddenly his face changed and pointed to Hu Tian, "boy, are you crazy?"