Almighty little villager

Chapter 52 Tea lovers

Naturally, Lu Qi didn't know about closing the family.

After inviting Ding Xiang out of the mountain, Lu Qi introduced Ding Xiang and Yang Guang to each other.

Ding Xiang is in charge of the main affairs of Shanwei Company. As for Yang Guang, he will be able to assume power after a period of training.

In this way, Lu Qian can just be the boss behind the scenes.

"Yang Guang, we need to learn more from Sister Xiang in the future." Lu Qi told Yang Guang.

"I will."

Yang Guang was very respectful when he learned that the beautiful young woman that Lu Qi had invited back had once been in charge of a listed company.

Lu Qi then said to Ding Xiang: "Sister Xiang, after you have worked in Shanwei for one full year, I will reward you with [-]% of the shares."

At present, Lu Qi's salary for Ding Xiang is an annual salary of one million.

This salary is actually not high for Ding Xiang.

But Ding Xiang didn't care. The reason why she came out of the mountain was not for money, but to do something big.

Ding Xiang was a little surprised to hear that Lu Qi was going to reward her with shares.

You must know that although Shanwei Company is currently poor and white, its future market value is hard to estimate!

One percent may be hundreds of millions or even hundreds of millions!
Ding Xiang appreciated Lu Qi's generosity in giving her shares, his mind to cherish talents.

"Then thank you boss."

Ding Xiang didn't reject Lu Qi's kindness, because she knew that only when her own interests were completely bound up with Shan Wei, would Lu Qi trust her like she trusted Yang Guang.

……

After handing over the affairs of Shanwei to Ding Xiang and Yang Guang, Lu Qi became the shopkeeper and drove to the tea market.

Some time ago, Lu Qi brought some tea grown in Yudu space to the tea market and asked someone to help make finished tea, so the time should be ready.

At this time, in the tea house, Du Meng was receiving an old man.

The old man was dressed in a gray Tang suit, with two long eyebrows stretching like white dragons, and he had an air of immortality.

Du Meng was originally a proud person, but when receiving the white-browed old man, he was very respectful.

"Bai Daoist, you haven't been here for three years, did you bring good tea this time for me to refine?" Du Meng asked with a smile on his face.

The white-browed old man put a cloth bag on the table and said, "Your tea-making skills are really good. These teas were just picked from the King Tea Tree in Foshan."

My tea king tree in Foshan? !

Du Meng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, the tea king tree in Foshan is a legend to ordinary people, even Du Meng has never seen it with his own eyes.

The only time Du Meng came into contact with the tea leaves from the King Tea Tree was brought by the white-browed old man five years ago.

Du Meng didn't know the exact identity of Taoist Priest Baimei, but the person who could pick tea leaves from the King Tea Tree was absolutely terrifying.

"Bai Daoist, I will definitely use [-]% energy to make the tea!" Du Meng carefully put away the tea and solemnly stated his position.

The white-browed old man nodded, took out a white-yellow pill from the cloth bag at his waist, and said, "I see that your pupils are yellowing and your kidneys are deficient, so I will give you this pill."

"Thank you, Daoist Bai!"

Du Meng was flattered and happily took the pill.

"Okay, I'll get the tea in ten days."

The white-browed old man stood up and prepared to leave.

"Bai Daochang, please wait a moment."

Du Meng called the white-browed old man to stop.

The white-browed old man turned his head slowly, his quiet eyes revealing the inherent majesty, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Du Meng said: "Bai Taoist priest, I recently encountered a kind of tea, which is very rare, and I would like to invite you to appreciate it."

The white-browed old man said indifferently: "I'm not interested in ordinary tea."

"It's definitely not ordinary tea." Du Meng said boldly, "I've already drank it, and I feel that this kind of tea may be even better than the tea from the King Tea Tree."

Hearing that the white-browed old man's eyes became sharper, Du Meng suddenly felt an invisible pressure.

"Du Meng, you're not too young, so don't be grandstanding." The white-browed old man's tone was a little more displeased.

"Bai Daochang, how dare I speak nonsense in front of you!"

Du Meng knew that Daoist Priest would not believe the empty talk, so he opened a cabinet and took out a small celadon tea pot from the innermost floor.

"Look, Daoist, it's this kind of tea."

Du Meng opened the lid and handed it to the white-browed old man.

The white-browed old man took it with a straight face, put the tea pot on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

Upon hearing this, his expression immediately turned to surprise.

The white-browed old man hastily poured some tea into his palm, smelled and smelled, looked and looked, and then said to Du Meng, "Quickly make a cup for me."

"Good Daoist!"

Du Meng expected this kind of reaction from the old man with white eyebrows, so he hurriedly went to make tea.

Du Meng took out an appropriate amount of tea leaves from the tea pot with a teaspoon and put them into a glass cup, then poured 85-degree boiling water in a constant temperature kettle to make tea skillfully.

The tea slowly stretches, swims, and changes in the water. The bud tip rushes to the water surface, hangs upright in the air, and then sinks slowly, like a spring bamboo shoot unearthed like a forest of golden guns, rising and falling three times, like a girl showing a graceful and graceful figure, which is extremely beautiful. wonderful.

Just watching is an artistic enjoyment.

"Daoist, please use tea."

Du Meng poured out a cup.

The white-browed old man picked up the teacup, watched the color of the soup in the cup, then closed his eyes and smelled it lightly, and took a sip after a few seconds, letting the tea soup swirl in his mouth.

"The taste is sweet and mellow, the fragrance is clear and far-reaching, and it does not disperse, like a dream entering a hidden curtain! Good tea, good Longjing!"

After tasting, the white-browed old man's eyes lit up and he was full of praise.

The white-browed old man admitted that this was the best and most memorable tea he had ever had!More than the tea king tree in Foshan!

"Du Meng, where did you get this tea?" the white-browed old man asked Du Meng with a burning gaze.

"A young man asked me to help refine it." Du Meng said.

"young people?"

The white-browed old man was surprised, could it be a disciple of some hidden force?But I haven't heard of any faction that grows top-quality tea.

"How many tea leaves are there, I bought them all!" said the white-browed old man.

"that is all."

"That's it?"

Seeing that there was not even one or two tea leaves in the tea pot, the white-browed old man felt that there was too little.

"That's all I have. If the Taoist priest still wants it, he can only find that young man." Du Meng said.

"Okay, give me his contact information."

"Don't worry, Daoist, the young man is here to pick up the tea today, he should be here soon."

The old man with white eyebrows sipped his tea while waiting for Lu Qi to appear.

Ten minutes later, Lu Qi came to the tea house.

As soon as he walked in, he immediately found the old man with white eyebrows.

This old man is not easy!
"Mr. Lu, let me introduce you. This is Daoist Bai. Daoist Bai is a tea lover. I can often drink tea from the tea king tree in Foshan."

Du Meng introduced the white-browed old man to Lu Qi, and his words implicitly reminded him that this Taoist priest can even taste the tea from the tea king tree in Foshan. His background is amazing, so he must respect him.

In fact, without Du Meng's reminder, Lu Qi had already seen that the white-browed old man was not ordinary.

(End of this chapter)