Unlimited Supplies: Take the Space Supermarket To Support the Right Minister

  Chapter 67 How big is this head?

  Zheng Yuanfeng asked Xiao Er to bring tea sets and hot water, and Yu Xiaolian put a pinch of jasmine tea into a cup, and poured hot water on it.

   After a few minutes, the bright tea is ready.

  Yu Xiaolian made jasmine tea first, because this tea has a strong fragrance and mild taste, and it is Yu Xiaolian's favorite.

   Zheng Yuanfeng took a sip and nodded slightly, "That's right, this kind of tea is fragrant but not dry, mellow and not bitter, it's a good tea."

  The second Yu Xiaolian made rose tea.

   This is an individually packaged tea bag. Yu Xiaolian put the tea bag into the teacup, soaked it in hot water for a few minutes, and then lifted the tea bag out with a thread.

   "This tea has a strong floral scent, I don't like it very much."

  Zheng Yuanfeng has also heard that some people use flowers to make tea, and some people of different races even eat flowers.

  But people who make tea with flowers have always been considered mavericks, and no teahouse has ever sold scented tea.

  Drink two types of flower tea today, he likes the first one very much, but he feels like eating rouge in the second one.

  Zheng Yuanfeng took a careful look at the little girl in front of her. She was seriously making Monkey King black tea at this time. Her hair didn't even have a hairpin, but was tied casually with a black cloth strip.

  A pair of big eyes, piercing, mostly black eyes, long eyelashes blinking, under the small nose, are ruddy and glossy lips.

  A pair of delicate hands, with white skin like jade, is holding a teapot and pouring tea for him.

  If Yu Xiaolian knew what Zheng Yuanfeng was thinking at the moment, she would definitely tell him that most of the people with dark eyes were because she wore colored contact lenses, and her lips were rosy and shiny because she put on lipstick before going out.

   "Try this black tea."

   This black tea is the king of sales in modern times. Yu Xiaolian believes that it will not be so bad in ancient times.

  Although tea was picked by hand in ancient times, the baking techniques of ancient tea were very cumbersome and complicated, and the tea was not something ordinary people could afford.

  Ordinary people would rather drink cheap sugar water than buy bitter tea leaves that are several times more expensive than white sugar.

  She knows that her tea may not be as good as the best Longjing and Biluochun teas in ancient times, but she has a lot of tea, and she sells tea regardless of season, autumn, winter or summer.

  Zheng Yuanfeng picked up the tea bag of rose tea, and looked carefully, "This gauze, which is as thin as a cicada's wings, seems to be more expensive than tea."

  Yu Xiaolian groaned inwardly, can I not mention these details?

  Removing the big packaging, she was already tired. If even this kind of tea bags had to be removed one by one, she would rather not sell the tea.

  This gauze is mass-produced by machines in modern times and is worthless.

  But in ancient times, this kind of gauze, which is as thin as a cicada's wing and has excellent light transmission, was more expensive than silk.

  Yu Xiaolian pointed to the black tea, "Try this, the kind of independent tea bag, I just treat you as a friend, let you try something new, I don't plan to sell it."

  No way, she can't afford to tear it apart, so let's keep it for myself.

   Fortunately, she hasn't brought out the barley tea and the lotus leaf tea yet, but only one kind of rose tea, and it should be too late to withdraw now.

   Zheng Yuanfeng tasted the black tea and gave it a high evaluation, so Yu Xiaolian continued to brew it.

  Yu Xiaolian brewed green tea again, and Zheng Yuanfeng also said yes.

  Yu Xiaolian took a package of oil paper, "It's gone, I'll just bring these."

  The honeysuckle and American ginseng slices must not be taken out. With Zheng Yuanfeng's intelligence, he will definitely detect that this ginseng is exactly the same as the one she sold to Huichuntang last time.

   "Oh!" Zheng Yuanfeng looked at Yu Xiaolian with interest, "I see, bring me the black tea, green tea and jasmine tea tomorrow."

  Yu Xiaolian nodded, walked to the door with some trepidation, and heard Zheng Yuanfeng say again, "It's better not to let other people know about the skill of making tea."

  Yu Xiaolian quickly understood the meaning of Zheng Yuanfeng's words. Without turning her head, she thanked her and left Mingxiang Pavilion.

  As soon as she walked out of Mingxiang Pavilion, Yu Xiaolian couldn't help but beat herself on the head, why are you so stupid?

  Why did you take tea leaves with tea bags? This aroused Zheng Yuanfeng's suspicions. Fortunately, Zheng Yuanfeng is not a person with bad intentions, otherwise she might be in bad luck.

   You will have to be more cautious in the future.

  From the window on the second floor, Zheng Yuanfeng saw Yu Xiaolian's remorseful expression, the corners of his mouth raised, and he chuckled softly.

  When Yu Xiaolian passed through the market, she was stopped by Aunt Ge.

  Aunt Ge asked her why she didn't come to sell things in the past few days, and Yu Xiaolian had to say that she was busy with other things recently, so she didn't come to the market.

Aunt Ge pulled Yu Xiaolian to her booth, and said in a low voice, "The autumn test is coming soon. You can sell your shortbread or something outside the test room. It must be better than the market. This candidate is worth several times after taking the test." Today, they are all willing to bring some dry food and snacks, and in a few days, it will be a good time for you to make money."

  The shortbread and mung bean cakes in Yu Xiaolian's house are also struggling to sell. It happened that Aunt Ge pointed out a bright way. How could Yu Xiaolian not thank you?

   In order to thank Aunt Ge, Yu Xiaolian bought some vegetables at her stall.

  Although there are endless dishes in the space, it seems too strange to pass through the market every day without buying food once.

  Yu Xiaolian bought radishes and Chinese cabbage, anyway, I can't eat them and put them in the space, and they won't spoil.

  Yu Xiaolian carefully inquired about the location of the test center and the time of the test, and said goodbye to Aunt Ge with cabbage and radish.

  People always carry a basket when they go out to buy vegetables, but she is good, one hand is cabbage and the other is radish. Who made ancient times not even have a convenience bag!

  Yu Xiaolian came home and talked to Mrs. Sun for a few days, and she was going to take an exam about selling shortbread and dim sum.

   Mrs. Sun frowned, and whispered, "Your third uncle and Zishu may also come to Yangcheng to participate in the autumn exam. If you meet them, you will be in trouble."

  Yu Xiaolian thought that Yu Zishu had indeed passed the Tongsheng examination this autumn, but Yu Changyu, who was unlearned and incompetent, actually had no intention of studying for a long time, but he just didn't want to go back to the village to make people laugh, and refused to go back to the village.

   "Mother, you can't stop growing crops just because you're afraid of crickets. I have a way."

  Yu Xiaolian found a white cotton mask from the supermarket, and a black fisherman hat from the lounge.

   With such a match, people who are not familiar with her will not recognize her at all.

   Mrs. Sun saw that Yu Xiaolian was dressed up tightly, but she still asked Yu Xiaolian to ask again and again.

  Yu Xiaolian just said don't worry, she wrapped the tea leaves that will be sent to Mingxiang Pavilion tomorrow, and when Mrs. Sun delivers the pastries and preserves, they will send them to Mingxiang Pavilion together.

  As for the hot pot and barbecue, Yu Xiaolian thinks to put it aside for now.

   "Lian'er, how did you and the owner of Mingxiang Pavilion set the price for the pastry we sent?"

Yu Xiaolian took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to Mrs. Sun, remembering that Mrs. Sun could not read a few words, she brought it to her and read it to her, "Cream rolls, ice skin cakes cost two taels of silver, pork One tael of silver, 800 waffles, 600 dried mangoes, and dried cranberries..."

  The more Yu Xiaolian read it, the more surprised Sun was. This meal is actually sold for two, can it be sold?

  Who would pay so much for such a small snack? How big is that brain?

  (end of this chapter)