80s Taoism

"Hello, is it Mr. Zhang Jiahua?" He Donglin came to Zhang Manyin.

Zhang Manyin didn't respond, Zhao Jinyuan said quickly, "Host, you are mistaken, which is the old Mr. Zhang Manyin, this is Zhang Manyin, but he is still a child."

"Yes, yes, my name is Zhang Manyin." Zhang Manyin was a little trembling when he spoke.

"I'm looking for the owner of the bamboo tube black tea. It should be the old gentleman. It may be that our staff made a mistake of your name. I'm really sorry." He Donglin said.

"But this black tea is not mine, it was originally made by my grandson. Here, it's him." Zhang Manyin didn't understand why the host made a mistake.

"Mr. Zhang, stop joking, how could your grandson make bamboo black tea?" He Donglin's head is full of black lines, but his attitude towards Zhang Manyin is still very good.

"Yes, Brother Zhang, this kind of thing is no joke. Your grandson is so young, how could you be able to stir-fry tea? No one would believe it. I know Mr. Zhang, you don’t like fame and wealth, but your grandson is only It's so big, why is it suitable to participate in such a formal occasion?" Zhao Jinyuan envied the bamboo tube black tea. He didn't expect what Zhang Manyin's grandson and grandson said just now to be true. Now I know, and I know that Zhang Manyin's grandparents and his grandchildren are both Zijiang people, relying on friends at home and fellow villagers when they go out. They are all Zijiang people, so they naturally need to help each other. That's why Zhao Jinyuan tried his best to persuade Zhang Manyin.

"What I'm saying is true. I don't know how to make tea at all. I learned it from a tea-tea-frying master in town, and then he used the old technique of making Chinese medicine to make tea. I didn't expect this tea. The taste is really good, so I asked a relative to send it to Sanxiang City. I didn’t expect that after a few words, I sent us an invitation letter. "Zhang Manyin is a very honest person, so I can’t talk about it at all. Sentence to tell his own old bottom. Even Zhang Jiaohua’s key technology of bamboo black tea was turned upside down.

Zhao Jinyuan quickly stopped, "Brother Zhang, don't tell anyone about these technical matters."

Fortunately, Zhang Manyin's native dialect is full of words, and Zhao Jinyuan and Zhang Biaohua can understand them. He Donglin listened to it, but there was a key message that he heard clearly, that is, the creator of this bamboo tube black tea is really a beggar.

"Is this bamboo black tea really processed by you?" He Donglin looked at Zhang Jiaohua suspiciously.

"Of course it's me." Zhang Jiaohua said with a pouting mouth. I was very excited just now, but I was skeptical and questioned, and I lost my interest. All that is left is full of anger.

"Sorry, sorry. It seems that I made a mistake. I didn't expect that the inventor of bamboo tube black tea was a child. Zhang Jiaohua, the expert group would like you to introduce your bamboo tube black tea. Will you go with your grandpa? Okay?" He Donglin looked at Zhang Jiahua with an imploring look.

"Okay." Zhang Biaohua nodded, although he was still a little angry, he still agreed. Zhang Jiaohua thought how to sell the tea as soon as possible, so that he would have a fixed source of income in the future. That windfall, although the amount was huge, but the source was not right after all. Zhang Biaohua urgently needs a legitimate source of income.

Zhang Manyin was a little nervous, stood up, his legs were trembling, and when he was on the podium, Zhang Biaohua was supporting him.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Zhang Jiaohua asked worriedly.

"Nothing, nothing." Zhang Manyin's voice still trembled.

He Donglin had already gone up and told Ling Yushu about the situation. Ling Yushu was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he said, "The next generation is terrible!"

As soon as Zhang Jiaohua and Zhang Manyin got up, Ling Yushu immediately stood up, walked over, and said kindly, "Brother Zhang, hello, hello, I really envy you for having such a capable grandson."

Zhang Manyin was flattered, and his speech was a bit unfavorable. He had never seen such a scene, "Thank the people's government, thank the party!"

When Zhang Manyin said this, the judges on the stage could still understand. Listening to such a distant word, the judges couldn't help but laugh. But this kind of smile can only be very subtle.

Ling Yushu also smiled slightly, "Brother Zhang, please sit down, please sit down. Zhang asks the flower, come and come."

Ling Yushu beckoned to Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiaohua walked over.

"I didn't expect that such a good bamboo tube black tea came from your hands." Although Ling Yushu was curious about the method Zhang Jiaohua used to make bamboo tube black tea, he knew that it would be inappropriate to ask others for technical secrets. of.

If Zhang Jiaohua didn't know how to pick up Ling Yushu, she stood there like a shy kid.

"In this crop of spring tea, I concocted a total of more than 30 kilograms and gave some to the villagers. There are still 20 or 30 kilograms left." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Twenty or thirty catties? What price are you going to buy?" Ling Yushu asked.

Zhang called Hua shook his head, "There has been no way to sell, and I don't know how to sell it."

Ling Yushu never thought that such a good tea would have no market. He said quickly, "You are such a good tea. Don't sell it at a cheap price. You can definitely sell this bamboo black tea at a very good price. So, I suggest you wait for it. After a tea evaluation meeting is over ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ we will consider selling it again."

Although Ling Yushu was very greedy for Zhang Biaohua’s bamboo tube black tea, he gave Zhang Biaohua the most reasonable suggestion.

"Yeah." Zhang Biaohua nodded. He naturally understands that this time his own tea is a good name, and he can naturally sell it at a good price. Participating this time is like an advertisement on TV. It will become a famous brand in the future, do you still have to worry about sales? I'm afraid that this assessment meeting is not over yet, someone will come over and talk to myself about sales.

Ling Yushu was very strange. Although Zhang Biaohua was not very old, he was much more mature than his peers. The children of the peasant family are in charge early, which is correct at all.

Of course, in addition to bamboo black tea, there are also many teas to participate in the selection. But compared with bamboo black tea, it is naturally much worse. Bamboo tube black tea became the gold prize of this "Hunan Tea Cup" without any suspense. The "Meishan Maojian" brought by Zhao Jinyuan was also very fortunate to be the gold medal of the "Hunan Tea Cup". Zhao Jinyuan laughed from ear to ear because of the scourge of winning the prize. He knew that this time he was able to win the prize, although it is inseparable from his own products, but to a large extent it also has a lot of light on bamboo black tea. Same as the origin of bamboo black tea, it gives a lot of points to "Meishan Maojian".

"Brother Zhang, beloved, today I dipped you a lot of light, at noon, we invited you to have a meal. It is also fate for our fellow villagers to meet once in Sanxiang City." Zhao Jinyuan found out Zhang Jiahua and Zhang Man Yin.

"No way. I already agreed to Grandpa Ling just now." Zhang Jiaohua said apologetically.

"Huh?" Zhao Jinyuan was a little disappointed, but he quickly responded, "Then leave it to Zijiang, I must go to your Xintian County to study hard. Maybe in the future, we will also have the opportunity to cooperate."

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