It's getting late, it's not dawn

So, the old man in front of him can't be the fire that started the prairie fire.

But as a businessman, as a lobbyist, even if it is the smallest possibility, he will not give up.

He walked up the floor slowly and came to the old man. The old man raised his head and glanced at him without saying anything, then lowered his head again and focused on the tea leaves again.

Su Shangqiu knew that old people would always have a strange temper, so he didn't disturb the old man, but found a stool and sat in front of the old man, quietly watching the old man sort out the tea.

An hour passed, and the old man never looked at Su Shangqiu, but Su Shangqiu did not show any impatience.

The old man's hands kept picking out low-quality tea leaves from the tea leaves and putting them into the plastic bag next to him. Su Shangqiu's eyes kept moving with the old man's hand.

Suddenly, the old man's hand stopped, then the old man stood up, stretched himself, then bent down again to pick up the dustpan and put it in the house.

The old man came out of the house again, picked up the low-quality tea leaves on the ground and put them on the table next to him. Finally, the old man entered the house again, got some tea leaves from the dustpan and put them into the teapot.

Until then, he called Su Shangqiu into the house.

Su Shangqiu entered the room and sat opposite the old man.

Seeing Su Shangqiu sitting down, the old man slowly asked: "How many taels?"

Su Shangqiu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the old man's question meant, so he asked puzzledly, "How many taels?"

Now it was the old man's turn to be taken aback.

"Didn't you come to me to ask for medicine?"

"Ask for medicine?" Su Shangqiu was stunned again, and then asked, "Are you a doctor?"

The old man observed Su Shangqiu for a while, and found that Su Shangqiu was not pretending, but when he really didn't know who he was, he showed a slightly disappointed expression.

"It's not a doctor, it's just a few folk remedies. Since you don't know who I am, how do you know the rules of coming to me, and what is the purpose of coming to me?"

The old man's rule is not to disturb him when he comes here, he must wait for him to finish the work at hand, otherwise he will not give out the side dishes of the prescription passed down from his ancestors.

The old man's tone was a little flat, but after Su Shangqiu's observation, he found that the old man didn't dislike him, but the old man's tone was like this, and he felt a little relieved.

"I don't know what the uncle's rules are, but I did come to you because I have something to discuss with you."

The old man looked at the tea leaves in the pot, and found that the tea leaves had melted. At this moment, a smile appeared on his face, as if the wrinkles on his face had also melted away, but the old man always had a hidden feeling on his face. Sadness and helplessness, even under a smile, that kind of sadness and helplessness cannot be erased.

The old man asked lightly: "Is there anything you want to discuss with me?"

Su Shangqiu once again told about Yunda Group's desire to expropriate Changsheng Village.

After the old man heard this, his cloudy eyes slowly lit up.

"How much money can we get if it is levied?"

When Su Shangqiu was talking, he kept observing the changes in the expression of the old man, looking at the eyes of the old man who were slowly becoming energetic, and sighed in surprise in his heart: There is a joke, as expected, you can’t judge a person’s thoughts by just one thing, if he sees If the old man gave up the conversation because he loved tea, he would really have missed this crucial conversation this time. It turned out that the fire that started the prairie fire was just sparks at the beginning, the kind that was not noticed by people.

Seeing that the old man became energetic suddenly, Su Shangqiu also became excited when he spoke. He drew a circle towards the air in front of him and said, "Look, such a circle, that is, the tree with white bark is still alive." There is a circle formed by the peeling tree over there and the big banyan tree in front of me. Just such a small piece of land can cost tens of thousands of dollars. What are the prices of your stilted houses?"

"Is there really so much money?" After hearing this, the old man's hands trembled slightly, and his attitude was no longer as calm as before.

"Yes, and after we expropriate this place, we will arrange a more luxurious residential area for you to live in."

"Is there really such a good thing?" The old man was very excited, but after a while he calmed down again, as if he had some doubts.

"Of course it is true. I have discussed it with your village chief, but the village chief did not agree to my proposal. This requires you, uncle, to do some ideological work for the village chief."

Thinking about what Su Shangqiu said, the old man was silent for a while. At this time, the tea was completely brewed. The old man took out a cup, poured a cup for Su Shangqiu, and placed it in front of Su Shangqiu.

Su Shangqiu gave a wry smile, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

The old man didn't agree to Su Shangqiu's request, but he didn't refuse either. Seeing Su Shangqiu's wry smile, he asked cautiously, "Could it be that the tea I made isn't good?"

The old man seemed very afraid that Su Shangqiu would say that the tea was not good, and his expression was a little nervous.

Su Shangqiu smiled again, but it was no longer a wry smile, but really felt that the behavior of the old man was a little funny, thinking, this place should be called a tea town, I didn't expect the old people here to drink tea so much.

"It's delicious, but I drank it at the village chief's before, and now I drink it again at your place, and my stomach is full of tea."

The old man squinted his eyes and said, "The black-browed old man doesn't know what tea is. The tea here is really called tea. The tea in his place is just water with some leaves added."

Su Shangqiu almost couldn't help laughing when he heard the old man's words, as if the tea here is not water with leaves added.

Although he wanted to laugh, he tried his best to hold it back, and then he pretended to be serious and said, "Yeah, your tea tastes even better."

After hearing Su Shangqiu's words, the old man finally relieved his staring eyes. He touched his bald head happily and said, "Isn't that right? My tea here is much more precious than his."

As he spoke, the old man filled the cup in front of Su Shangqiu with tea again.

Su Shangqiu looked at the sky in the distance outside the window, the sky was as blue as washing, and a few white clouds hung under the blue sky, like a child being carried in a cradle, it looked especially playful.

The dazzling sunlight fell on the tree, on the ground, and on the window sill, making the things it shone on extraordinarily bright.

The scenery in the sun is beautiful, but in such a high temperature, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't make people feel in the mood to appreciate it.

Su Shangqiu picked up the teacup and took another sip. The fragrance of the tea overflowed, and a cool feeling entered his throat. It was really comfortable. Looking at the scenery outside, he seemed to feel much more comfortable.

I didn't taste the first sip carefully just now, so I didn't feel much. I took this sip carefully and felt that the tea in my hand was much better than the village head's.

It seems that it makes sense for the old man in front of him to be so proud of the tea he made.