The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 97: Dog Network [Fourth update, please subscribe]

Old Chen was at Yu Zhenghong's house, teaching Yu Zhenghong step by step how to stand out in the village competition.

Time passed unknowingly and it was half past eight. After teaching Yu Zhenghong, Lao Chen ran away, as if there was a flood or a beast chasing him.

"Thank you, Master Fuli, for your blessing!"

Yu Zhenghong spoke sincerely, and took out a bunch of incense and candles from somewhere and lit them for Master Fuli first.

Xiadong's tea-fighting competition, even if it is only at the village level, still has a certain degree of value.

One of the hard standards for participating in the tea competition is that you must own your own tea field. In addition, you must submit a soil and tea quality inspection report before participating to ensure that no banned pesticides are used and the safety of the tea.

Yu Zhenghong's tea trees have just been planted. Even if they meet the above conditions, if he chooses to participate in the competition, he will most likely be rejected by the village committee.

During the growth process of a tea tree, most of the nutrients are used for its own development. In other words, tea produced by immature tea trees has no nutrition and flavor.

Although the competition is at the village level, people from other villages and tea merchants will also join in the fun. The village committee of Changxi Town will naturally not serve out some things that they know do not meet the production standards and damage the reputation of their own village.

If Yu Zhenghong wants to participate in the competition, he will have to wait at least three years, until the tea trees are in their infancy and the quality of the tea products is stable, before he can be approved.

But this year, for some reason, I was lucky enough that Lao Chen actually gave me a place in the competition.

You should know that as long as you can participate in the tea competition, you can put the "Tea Competition Selection Mark" on the corresponding product.

With this mark, it is equivalent to having official endorsement.

How this tea tastes is a matter of taste, but we can guarantee its safety.

If you win a prize in a tea competition, you can mark the award on the packaging and the price will skyrocket.

"I, Ah Hong, am not greedy. I just want to make it to the municipal level and be among the top ten in the provincial competition. May the master bless me." Yu Zhenghong muttered in front of the little fox, completely unaware of the roll of the eyes of Master Fuli.

Yu Zhenghong also knows the situation of his family, but what is the difference between being a human without dreams and being a salted fish?
Anyway, there is no need to pay taxes for talking big. What if Master Fuli really listens to it and runs to the moonlight at night to perform a ritual to increase his luck to the maximum?
The judges just happened to have oral ulcers, taste disorders, and presbyopia, and they felt that their own tea was even better than the Dahongpao from marginal production areas?
Yu Zhenghong offered incense to Master Fuli, and with a smile on his face, he transferred two thousand yuan to Yu Xueqing, asking her to entertain the classmates who came from afar. If the money was not enough, she could ask him for more, and she must not lose face.

just.

What Yu Xueqing asked next almost broke Yu Zhenghong's waist.

When Yu Xueqing was seeing her parents off, she asked her knowledgeable father, "Dad, do you know where I can eat super, super authentic Buddha Jumps Over the Wall?"

"Super authentic Buddha Jumps Over the Wall?" Yu Zhenghong was stunned when he heard this and immediately asked with a wary look on his face, "Master Fuli wants to eat it?"

"It is not."

"If Master Fuli doesn't want to eat it, then it won't be eaten. The name of that thing is not Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. The name of that thing should be Yu Zhenghong Hanging on the Crooked Tree. It charges me 1,800 yuan for one abalone. There are only six abalone in a jar, and that doesn't include other delicacies from land and sea." When Yu Zhenghong learned that it was not what Master Fuli wanted to eat, he directly refused.

I'm afraid that most people in Xiadong have never eaten the most authentic Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

If it was Master Fuli who wanted to eat it, Yu Zhenghong might grit his teeth and swallow it, and order the cheapest set meal of 18,800 yuan as a tribute.

If Yu Xueqing wanted to eat, Yu Zhenghong would rather give the money to his daughter and let her spend it as she pleased, and would never order a Buddha Jumps Over the Wall set meal.

"Oh! It's not that I want to go eat. Okay! Actually, I do want to eat a little bit, but I'm asking on Momo's behalf. The most important thing for her to do during her trip to Xiadong is to eat seafood, swim, and have Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

Yu Xueqing began to explain to her father.

"Oh"

Yu Zhenghong heaved a sigh of relief when he learned that his daughter hadn't murdered her father. He said, "You can eat authentic Buddha Jumps Over the Wall at the Longhai Reservoir in Changping District. However, they require reservations three days in advance."

"Well, the price is very expensive. One meal can cost you a year's living expenses."

After Yu Zhenghong finished speaking, he left with a relaxed look on his face, not at all worried about whether his daughters could afford the consumption.

Are you kidding? That shop's prices are a complete scam. If Ah Qing doesn't run away when she sees this, I'll just take my daughter's last name! Yu Zhenghong looked relieved, thinking it would be a good idea to broaden his daughter's horizons, so she wouldn't be so worldly-wise that she'd be tempted away by a plastic flower from a young man in the future. "Wow, that's a nice car! Every part of it is carbon fiber."

Sitting in the pickup truck, Yu Zhenghong saw his daughter's tram parked in front of the door, and also saw Mo Yiqing's Dodge Hellcat parked across the street, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Someone in our village has gotten rich again. When can I replace my rebar fishing rod with a carbon fiber one?"

Yu Zhenghong winked at Chen Peipei, but in return he only got a cold look from Chen Peipei.

"For our wedding anniversary, you give me a bag and I'll give you a set of Shimano fishing rods."

"I keep the bag in my closet, never use it, so where's that Shimano I used to show you off?"

"It was pulled away by a fish."

"louder please."

"Report! The fishing rod my wife gave me to show off in front of my brothers was dragged away by a fish!"

"Is it unfair to use rebar fishing rods?" Chen Peipei asked in a low voice.

Yu Zhenghong said nothing, but his face was still full of indignation.

Obviously, Yu Zhenghong has his own opinion about the failure of his last fishing trip.

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On the other side, Yu Xueqing just returned to the house and saw Mo Yiqing standing in front of the altar with his hands clasped together.

"Mo Mo, what are you doing?" Yu Xueqing looked at Mo Yiqing with a strange expression.

"Ah? I'm adapting to the local customs! I just saw my uncle praying so devoutly, so I'll try it too." Mo Yiqing said nonchalantly.

"嘤嘤嘤"

An Sheng looked at Yu Xueqing with a dark face, and uttered two moans:

"Ah Qing, you've arrived just in time. Come and take care of Mo Mo who's letting himself go."

"She treated me like a turtle in a wishing well and even asked me to be her bath ball. Yes, a bath foam ball."

"Moreover, she asked me to give her a full body massage!"

"It's like getting an annual bathhouse pass here."

An Sheng ran to Yu Xueqing and complained about Mo Yiqing's various strange ideas.

"Wang Wang Wang-"

"Fox, fox, the market boss Bai is looking for you. Brothers who heard this, please spread the word."

"Wang Wang Wang-"

An Sheng, who was squatting in the bathroom and enjoying Mo Yiqing's supermodel bathing service, was suddenly stunned when he heard the barking of dogs coming from Changxi Town.

Then, Ansheng looked up at Yu Xueqing.

Yu Xueqing seemed to sense something and exclaimed:
"What? The dog wants to bite the fox's butt?"

quiet:"."

(End of this chapter)