Chapter 291 291 One Pound of Tea Leaves Costs One Ounce of Gold

Chapter 291 291. One pound of tea leaves worth one ounce of gold

Song Sancheng said at this moment: "Three pounds of tea leaves, I'll take them away from you later. Do you want a tea box?"

"Yes."

Zhou Maozhu also understood, and said directly: "You pack first, and I'll pay for the tea box later. I know you don't make money from it."

But after he finished speaking about his needs, he still didn't forget his son's instructions, and asked:

"How do you usually sell this tea? I'll ask for my son."

Song Sancheng: ...

Should I tell you the price of 10,000 or not?

How can people believe the price if I tell you?

If I don't tell you, what if someone comes to buy it with money later?

Song Sancheng hesitated for a moment, and then smiled embarrassedly: "You also know that I have regular customers for this tea, and it's 10,000 yuan per pound here."

Just tell the price, otherwise if someone comes to buy it with 1,000 yuan later, and then tell the price, it will be a real slap in the face.

Song Sancheng smiled honestly and said, "You know, this is not easy to talk about in the village, so I didn't spread it."

Tan Tan said it was not the right time, and Song Sancheng understood.

Zhou Maozhu: ...

Zhou Maozhu was already dumbfounded.

He is in his forties or fifties, but he has never heard that tea from his hometown can be sold for 10,000 yuan per catty! Not to mention 10,000, even the scene of 1,000 yuan is not found!

He was really honest. Not only did he not have any bad intentions, but he shuddered in his heart:

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone!"

"My three kilograms of tea..." He cried: "How about giving it up... I didn't expect it to be so expensive..."

"No."

Song Sancheng rejected it outright: "We agreed at the beginning. Besides, even if you don't drink it, can it be easy for the child to work hard outside? With tea as a guide, it will be smoother. Take it-"

He asked quickly: "Wulan, is it packed?"

Wulan was in the room, and now he hurriedly responded: "Right away!"

After hearing what Song Sancheng said, Zhou Maozhu's trembling heart was slightly relieved.

But he still felt embarrassed: "Look, I didn't know this tea was so expensive before, and I took it shamelessly when you told me..."

Song Sancheng thought, I didn't know my daughter was so capable before.

But at this moment, he looked like the boss:

"We agreed, don't always think about the price."

After thinking for a while, he finally said: "Don't give it all to the children, keep some for yourself."

"This wave of summer tea, brew two or three teas in a cup, the taste of leaves and buds is also very good."

I think he is very experienced in being stingy.

The family has changed to frying summer tea since May 1st.

Summer tea is weighed, and one person can pick more than ten pounds a day!

Zhou Maozhu asked: "Is this summer tea also priced at this price?"

It is also not sieved, not graded, only old and yellow leaves are picked, and the rest are fried in one pot.

When Zhou Maozhu thinks about it now, he feels that this is not a serious tea seller.

But Song Sancheng nodded affirmatively: "Yes. This summer tea tastes stronger, and the sweet aftertaste is not much different from spring tea, but it is more bitter at the beginning. Some tea lovers prefer this kind, and the price is still the same."

…

Zhou Maozhu went back dizzy with three bags of tea.

After returning home, he first placed the tea leaves on the table in the main hall, but then he felt that it was damp after the rain, so he turned around and took it into the bedroom.

But isn't the bedroom also damp?

His wife watched him wandering around in the house, and couldn't help but mutter to him: "You will send it to the street tomorrow for the courier to take away, where can you put it?"

He turned around and asked again: "By the way, doesn't Song Sancheng's family always have a courier? Why don't you ask our son to wait for another day? I think they come every two or three days, and waiting a little longer will just save us from going to town."

No!

Zhou Maozhu trembled at the sight of such expensive tea leaves, and he didn't want to delay for a day!

If he didn't know that he couldn't ship the tea that night, he would go to town now.

But he swallowed his words in the end.

At this moment, looking at his wife's puzzled eyes, he snorted for a while: "You don't know, Song Sancheng's tea is very expensive."

His wife didn't take it seriously: "Just smell the tea fragrance in our yard, is it good? Do something energetic during the day."

"I'm just like a young man. It's reasonable for him to sell such good tea at a high price."

"But..."

Zhou Maozhu's face was about to turn red: "No, it's very expensive."

He tried to give his wife a hint, but she turned her head and asked him: "Did he promise to give you a few more kilograms of tea?"

"No." Zhou Maozhu shook his head quickly.

"Is he going to give you a raise?"

"No. What else do you want with this salary? Why are you so greedy?"

The wife rolled her eyes: "That's it! No raise and no tea gift. You are just an employee. Why do you care so much? A pound of tea costs one ounce of gold and it has nothing to do with us."

"Besides, if you really sell it, how many hundreds can you sell for a pound? Tan Tan works in the provincial capital after all. Young people go home to start a business now. They have channels."

"There are such customers who are willing to buy expensive ones. Can you find them?"

Zhou Maozhu: ...

He really can't find them.

He hesitated for a long time: "I'm thinking about buying a few more pounds for my son as a gift. It's too expensive and I can't afford it."

But the wife sneered: "What gift? What gift? Can he give it once or twice, or for a lifetime?"

"The two kilograms of tea leaves were so fragrant, I sent them to him, and told him not to give them to anyone, but he gave them away right away."

"Now he wants more, how much does he spend on gifts every year? Tea leaves in spring, wine in summer, cigarettes in autumn, and meat in winter - how can he do this?"

Zhou Maozhu was silent too.

Now think about it, his son gave the 10,000 yuan tea leaves as he wanted, and when someone said they wanted it, he asked for more than ten kilograms - where did he get so much money?

His wife was still muttering: "No, gift giving is not a critical threshold, so you have to keep a low profile at ordinary times!"

"You just gave so much with a wave of your hand. When you really need to do something, you will have to empty your family's coffers?"

After thinking about it, Zhou Maozhu looked at the three boxes of tea again and said ruthlessly: "Then I, I will only send him two boxes this time, and keep one box for us to drink!"

His wife said ruthlessly, but now she was a little hesitant: "Are two boxes enough?"

"I don't care whether it is enough or not." Zhou Maozhu was ruthless.

"You were in menopause and couldn't sleep at the beginning of the year. Since I started frying tea leaves, you have been energetic during the day and slept soundly at night!"

"Look at you recently, your complexion has improved. We are old and can't get sick. Drinking some tea is better than anything else."

When he said this, his wife, as an old couple, felt relieved. Then she thought again:

"That's fine. It's expensive for them to take health products! Let's drink some tea. It's sent by the old Song family, and it's free."

Good night.