Song Tan's Notes

Zhang Yanping believed what Boss Chang said, but Song Tan was not short of money this year! Didn't you see that people were much more generous?

So, why bother with all these trivial things! She was happy to post them online for Qiao Qiao to draw prizes.

Boss Chang was indignant as he ate a leek box with a few crunchy bites. He moved his chopsticks on the plate and finally accurately selected the oily, crispy and tender pancake. He ate two bites of the pancake and then said, "What about the milk? What's wrong with the milk? Just find a bucket and send it over with the car. It won't be a big deal!"

"That's still quite troublesome." Zhang Yanping said honestly: "The truck comes and goes at midnight, so you can't milk at midnight. You can milk during the day and leave it there, but it's not necessary - the amount is very unstable."

"The calf will eat a few more bites today, and the lamb will eat a few more bites tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, another one will be weaned... It's not necessary, it's really not necessary!"

This milk is sweet. My family doesn't drink much, but we can have a cup every day. If we don't want to drink it anymore, we can make some desserts and send it to Luchuan to make milk tea. Everyone can benefit from it...

"Aren't you here to look at the tea? Why don't you look at the tea instead? Tea is valuable!"

Boss Chang: ...

His heart was broken, and he quickly drank some white porridge with crispy and sandy duck egg yolks to mend his ways. Only then did he feel better.

After finishing his satisfying breakfast, Mr. Chang hesitated for a moment between the riverbank and the mountain, but decided to grab the important tea leaves first. At this moment, he followed Wulan on a tricycle up the mountain, and he was still curious:

"We should have enough manpower this year, right? Why do we still have to pick tea leaves ourselves? It's so tiring!"

His partner's mother was wearing an old dress with two worn-out sleeves and a basket tied around her waist, obviously going to work.

Wulan laughed and said, "I have worked all my life, and I feel uncomfortable sitting idle all the time. Tea picking in the spring is not tiring, so I will do it when I have time."

Not only her, but the child's grandmother is also working in the fields, keeping track of the wages every day! If the child's grandparents hadn't helped their son take care of the family, allowing them to free up their hands and feet to raise cattle, the old man and the old woman would have been pulled over by them -

  Who doesn't earn this salary?

These words really touched Boss Chang's heart.

He had been collecting mountain products himself for many years, and he often saw that many people became arrogant after receiving the money. Once they became arrogant, the subsequent cooperation would not last long. The Song family was still so diligent and hardworking, and they were helping him pick tea, so he was naturally happy.

At this moment, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Don't worry, if the quality of this year's tea remains the same, I will buy as much as you can!"

That still won’t work.

Song Tan had said that he would keep it online for everyone to grab regularly to increase the stickiness of fans. Although Zhang Yanping said that there was no need to increase the stickiness of fans, no one who came in could move their legs...

But in her simple opinion, when their tea was just sold, some people dared to spend 1 to buy it, which proved that there are still many good people on the Internet. Now they arrange ten bags of benefits every day for everyone to try their luck and have fun, which is good.

But I can't take all of it, but taking 70% or 80% is no problem. Boss Chang is so straightforward, he has already earned enough points in Wulan.

At this moment, the tricycle stopped, and she said twice and went to the field. When Boss Chang entered the factory, the first thing he saw was a middle-aged man standing in the tea shed of the factory, sweating profusely with his bare chest, frying tea leaves with a tea handle.

Oops!

What is bubbling in this pot is not green tea leaves, but gold!

  He walked around with satisfaction, and saw Song Sancheng and Song Tan standing together, pointing at the three cups of tea on the table, so he quickly went over:

"Hey, this is my tea this year!" The sovereignty in this sentence should not be too obvious. Song Tan looked at him and said, "Yes, it's yours. But we upgraded it this year and sorted them by size."

This year, there are more than ten acres of tea leaves, and we can screen several pots of each type every day. This is much more convenient than last year when the output was lower.

Boss Chang became nervous: "How much will the price increase be?"

Song Tan: ...

She hadn't originally intended to raise the price, so she just sold it at an average price of 50,000. But since Boss Chang had asked that...

"A good pure Maojian costs 80,000, a medium-quality one costs 50,000, and one with leaves costs 30,000. There are more with leaves at the moment, so you can just get the pure one..."

"Okay, I'll take care of it all!" Boss Chang interrupted her and sighed at the end: "You didn't raise the price! You scared me."

Song Tan couldn't help laughing out loud: "Okay! You pay quickly, whatever you say is what it is - come, try these three kinds of tea, which were roasted the day before yesterday, to see how they are cooked."

To be honest, maybe it’s because the tools on the mountain are more sophisticated. I feel that Zhou Maozhu’s tea-roasting skills are even better than last year.

At this moment, the tea soup is clear and fragrant. It tastes slightly bitter at first, and then a slightly sweet taste surges up from the throat like a clear spring.

Boss Chang smacked his lips and savored the tea for a long time. He found that the sweet aftertaste was still there, and he couldn't help but become more and more happy: "Good tea!"

Oh, Song Tan has set the price by grade, does he have to set a new price as well? The tea production is high this year, so he should be able to sell some to his top VIP customers.

When I think about this, my eyebrows start to raise.

He rubbed his hands and said: "Do you have any baskets? I'm going to pick some tea too - there are a lot of people in the tea fields, right? Take a picture for me later! I want to send it to my customer group!"

  He can't be the only one worrying! Starting tomorrow, he wants his teahouse to be bustling with guests!

Song Tan: ...I can see it.

  Boss Chang is not only not resisting hunger marketing, he even wants to write the words "hunger marketing" on his face!

At this moment, he held back his laughter and handed over the basket: "Go ahead, the tea leaves we have roasted in the past few days total more than 60 kilograms, if you stay for two more days you should be able to collect kilograms. Boss Chang, make a fortune!"

Boss Chang's eyebrows and eyes were full of joy: "Make a fortune! After Qingming Festival, my teahouse will open, and I will definitely make more money!"

After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Will you make some black tea in the summer? Now many people drink black tea for health preservation. I will buy that too."

Black tea...

It's not popular here, and Zhou Maozhu probably won't make it. But, it's true that drinking black tea in winter is warmer. Song Tan thought about it and nodded, "After the spring tea season, let's study it."

Boss Chang smiled widely, carrying the basket and giving advice in a loud voice: "If you have good osmanthus flowers at home, you can also make osmanthus black tea. Honeysuckle is also OK! Oh, by the way, there are wild chrysanthemums this year, right? I will collect wild chrysanthemums, too!"

"I accept everything. Don't think you won't come to me because the quantity is small! My car comes every day. Isn't it easier than selling it to others?"

"You have to pay for shipping if you post online, and it's free shipping. People may return the product, give bad reviews, and there are many, many other problems... If you leave all of this to me, then there won't be any problems at all, right?" (End of this chapter)