The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 19: Fox Noise

Chapter 19: Fox Noise
[Wish fulfilled: Good people will be rewarded (If I could bring honor to their family and have black smoke billow from their graves, perhaps Yu Xueqing's family would change? At least they wouldn't have to wait for the old to see the old.)]

"what?"

When An Sheng saw Yu Xueqing's wish and the conditions for achieving it on the wish list, he was stunned and the expression on his little fox face became serious.

Because in the wish fulfillment section, it is stated that good people need to be rewarded, and the line for perfectly fulfilled wishes is even more horrifying: a black-headed person sends a white-headed person away.

Before, Ansheng was just filled with anger and displeasure at the business brokers gang who humiliated their own shit shoveler.

But if you think about it carefully, you will find that the perfect conditions in the wish list are not sensational.

If Yu Xueqing had not met Ansheng, the uphill camellia garden contracted by her family would have been a wasteland.

Even the rat infestation may spread to the entire mountain.

Tree roots are indeed not on the mountain rats' menu, but as the canned food in the arsenal is eaten up, the hungry mountain rats don't care whether the tree roots are delicious or not.

After several generations of mountain rats' hard work and reproduction, thousands of mountain rats poured out of the uphill mountains.

This tea garden, which is famous for its Dongding Oolong tea, will not be able to produce any tea in the next two years. In addition, it will cost a lot to hire a professional team to eliminate the rat infestation and to disinfect the uphill mountain.

Yu Xueqing's father, Yu Zhenghong, not only contracts land for planting, but also juggles three jobs: running a tea shop and live streaming and selling goods online.

According to Ansheng, Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei currently have no plans to have a second child.

They already have a car and a house, so they shouldn't have any big expenses.

Ordinary people, even 007's slaves, would not work so hard unless they were in urgent need of money.

Then, Ansheng only thought of one possibility.

The tea shop run by Yu Zhenghong is in obvious operational difficulties, so he may invest in the upstream industrial chain and adopt a multi-pronged strategy.

Without knowing much about tea, many people think that tea is expensive, not affordable, and has a very closed and highly profitable industrial chain.

After all, the Dahongpao and Longjing green teas sold online are often priced at tens of thousands of yuan, which makes people feel scared.

It gives people a preconceived illusion. Not to mention those blended teas, tea that costs three to five yuan per pound can be drunk, and tea that costs thirty to fifty or even three to five hundred yuan can also be drunk.

Three to five to seven grams of tea can make about 700 milliliters of tea, which is enough for one person to drink for half a day.

After a tea drinker has consumed tea, he may not come back for the next six months.

With the development of online shopping, old tea drinkers who are accustomed to drinking local tea will choose to try famous drinks from other regions, and gradually reduce the probability of consumption in local physical stores.

An Sheng had encountered such a problem in his previous life.

After he went solo, he happened to encounter the same wave of competition between online shopping and physical stores that was also seen in other industries.

At that time, the market gave Ansheng two choices.

One is to increase investment and transform from a retailer to a supplier or tea plantation grower.

The second is to make additional investments and follow the example of other shop owners to open online stores, spend a lot of money to buy traffic, and operate online and offline at the same time to maximize losses.

No matter what choice you make, if you fail, you will be in debt starting from millions.

However, Ansheng did not choose either. He chose to delve deeply into the differentiated track of the sinking market and specifically lure the wallets of those veteran tea lovers.

Drink hammer machine fried tea! Come here, drink my tea. An old man here, with a small iron pot, stir-fries enough for a whole day, producing a strong tea with scorched leaves and a strong aroma. Three pots will make you drunk with tea.

In his previous life, Ansheng was so strong that he could throw bricks and use old tree leaves to make tea, which killed a gourmet on the street and made him famous.

Of course, these are just Ansheng's self-mockery. In his previous life, in order to deeply cultivate the sinking market, he traveled to countless deep mountains and old forests before selecting several varieties of tea trees to make new tea.

The old man he mentioned is also a well-known old tea maker in Jiule City.

The small iron pot is used in the ancient method of making tea. Because the pot is small and gathers high heat, if you are not careful, the tea materials that have gone through several steps of processing will be scrapped.

But the tea roasted in this way will have the aroma of caramel and the rich aroma of rice. When you savor it, you can also taste a sense of relaxation after a tight mouth.

In human terms, when you eat raw persimmons, you will feel a bitter taste in your mouth, but this tight feeling will disappear in a very short time and bring a comfortable feeling.

An Sheng had successfully walked this path in his previous life.

Those so-called gourmets are nothing but pigs who get bored easily.

Driving a construction vehicle, it will become obedient after a collision.
Rather than helping Yu Xueqing's family make money to overcome the current financial crisis which is not too embarrassing.

What An Sheng wants to do now is to dig up the ancestral graves of that group of business brokers!
Damn it! My business was already bad, and I was losing a lot of money from tea tree planting. Now you guys are ruining my only business, live streaming sales, which was a bit promising!

Judging from the wish list, if Yu Xueqing had not picked up Ansheng.

Yu Zhenghong will die of a cerebral infarction. The tea garden has not yielded any harvest for several years because chemical pesticides were used on the land, which will take several years to degrade naturally.

During this period, Chen Peipei and Yu Xueqing also need to pay for the maintenance of tea garden equipment and rat extermination.

That group of brokers, intentionally or unintentionally, pushed Yu Xueqing's family into a desperate situation.

Ansheng didn't know whether Yuxueqing could endure it.

But Ansheng absolutely couldn't swallow this.

"Xiao An, what's wrong? You look so serious."

Yu Xueqing was burning charcoal in the courtyard, preparing for a barbecue dinner in the evening. She was sweating profusely and there was some coal ash on her little face.

While making a fire just now, Yu Xueqing didn't notice that her little fox had been silent.

Now that the charcoal fire was ready, Yu Xueqing saw An Sheng squatting on the flower bed with a serious expression and sharp eyes.

It was as if he was thinking about something serious.

In other words, her cell phone was not with her, otherwise, Yu Xueqing would have taken beautiful photos of her fox.

"嘤嘤嘤"

Hearing Yu Xueqing's call, An Sheng came back to his senses from his thoughts, temporarily suppressed his unhappiness in his heart, jumped into Yu Xueqing's arms with a happy face, and kept moaning.

"Hahaha--"

Seeing the little fox coming to her arms, Yu Xueqing's hands were covered in coal dust, and she couldn't hold the little fox. However, the tip of the fox's nose touched the ticklish spot on her waist, making Yu Xueqing laugh happily:

"Stop messing around, Xiao An. Hahaha, it's so itchy." Yu Xueqing laughed so hard that she fell backwards. Then, she pinched An Sheng's cheeks with her two coal-dust palms.

The originally flawless fox now had several dirty finger marks on its cheeks.

"Oh oh——" An Sheng was furious. He used all his limbs to crawl all over Yu Xueqing, leaving footprints all over her.

While the two were playing around as usual, they didn't notice someone coming to their doorstep.

Yu Zhenghong happened to be taking Chen Fengshui home.

Before Chen Fengshui entered the door, he heard the fox howling and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

There is no mistake about the sound of this dead clamp. It is definitely the fox that has become a spirit.

"Hiro."

In front of Yu Zhenghong's house, Chen Fengshui saw the fox spirit. His face changed and he looked at Yu Zhenghong and said, "Let's forget about it during dinner."

"It was originally just a trip, but then I suddenly remembered I forgot to turn off the heater in the fish tank at home. I have to go back and check on the ranchu in that tank."

"Hey?"

It would have been fine if Chen Fengshui didn't say anything. As soon as he spoke, Ansheng, who had been accompanying Yu Xueqing in making a fuss, looked sideways.

An Sheng moaned, leaned on Yu Xueqing's shoulder, and looked at Chen Fengshui in front of the door with burning eyes.

Chen Fengshui seemed to have sensed something, and with a stiff expression, he looked at Yu Zhenghong beside him and said, "The orchid fish soup. It seems that it is delicious."

Oh no, I was so excited chatting with Yu Zhenghong that I forgot his daughter also picked up a tough one.

"嘤嘤嘤——"

Old Chen, Old Chen, you came at the right time.

I was just thinking of saying that I would go to your place in the evening and ask your group of brokers for some information. Unexpectedly, you actually came to my door. Ansheng couldn't help but laugh.

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