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As the tea entered my stomach, I felt all the pores in my body relax.

Extremely comfortable.

He opened his mouth and took a deep breath of enjoyment.

This breath.

There was horror in his eyes.

He quickly closed his mouth and carefully savored the tea flavor remaining between his teeth.

He trembled and said:

"Surprisingly, there is a sweet taste left in my mouth!"

"This is really amazing!"

As he said this, Duan Yan was afraid that he had tasted the wrong thing.

He quickly took another sip.

After tasting it again, he looked at Fang Yiyi in horror and said:

"OK, this is a wonderful thing, a wonderful thing!"

"It's bitter first, then sweet. It's absolutely wonderful!"

Fang Yiyi smiled and nodded:

"Its color is emerald green. When you pour hot water over it, it looks like a beautiful woman dancing. The soup is emerald green and tastes bitter but then sweet."

"Xiao Shuang, how much money do you think this thing can bring us?"

The pragmatic Fang Yiyi, while enjoying himself, thought more about how much profit tea could bring him.

How much benefit can he bring to the people with this money?

The elegant Duan Yan frowned.

Somewhat displeased:

"It's a noble thing, and it must not be associated with money."

“It’s really an insult to this thing.”

Fang Yiyi laughed in silence, pointed at Duan Yan and said:

"Xiao Shuang, I have to tell you about this."

Duan Yan was not slow at all. Instead, he sat upright and seriously.

Staring at Fang Yiyi, he said:

"Let me do it. Please teach me."

Fang Yiyi was stunned by the other party's serious look.

He shook his head speechlessly and said casually:

“Tea is a gift from heaven and earth.”

"Like grains, like silk and hemp."

"You think tea is noble and elegant."

"Then do you think grains, silk and linen are elegant?"

This question came out.

Duan Yan was stunned.

He was extremely smart and figured it out immediately.

He said ashamedly:

"Xingzhi is right, it is Xiaoshuang who is obsessed with the elephant."

"Grains can fill people's stomachs and keep them alive."

"Silk and linen can cover people's bodies and keep them warm, and they are also the things that allow people to survive."

"They are more important to people and more elegant than something that can be enjoyed like tea."

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Fang Yiyi nodded and said:

"Yes, elegance is determined by people."

"I will price this tea like grains."

"If everyone in the world can taste it, then it is not considered elegant."

“But if the price is high, sell it to the outside in small quantities.”

“People who can’t buy it will praise it, and people who can buy it will praise it even more.”

“In this way, it becomes something elegant.”

At this point, Fang Yiyi said seriously:

“Use the money earned from tea to do good things and benefit the people of the world.”

"Let the Tang Dynasty's military force become more powerful, and make foreign races dare not invade our Tang Dynasty."

"This tea is truly elegant!"

After listening to what Fang Yiyi said, Duan Yan looked at Fang Yiyi's fiery eyes with sparkling eyes.

He also felt that a fire was ignited in his chest, making his blood boil.

Duan Yan said seriously:

"Okay, let me get involved in the tea sales!"

Fang Yiyi immediately put on a smiling face and picked up the teacup.

"Of course it's fine, and you'll have to take more care of it!"

Duan Yan didn't waste any words. He picked up the tea and clinked glasses with his roommate.

This is the first time in the world that tea is used instead of wine.

Appear at this moment.

Fang Yiyi drank the warm tea in one gulp.

Duan Yan was a little traumatized after being scalded.

Still took a sip cautiously.

This caused Fang Yiyi to laugh out loud again.

Duan Yan was not angry. Instead, he smiled in shame because of his own reaction.

Then, Fang Yiyi started chatting with Duan Yan.

Ideas to promote the reputation of tea.

I can hear Duan Yan constantly changing.

A full half hour later.

Fang Yiyi, who was talking until his mouth was dry, stopped talking.

Duan Yan, on the other hand, was looking at something like a ghost.

Looking at Fang Yiyi who gave him a bunch of clever ideas.

He held it in for a long time before finally saying a word.

"Xingzhi, are you the reincarnation of Fan Li?"

puff!

Fang Yiyi, who had just taken a sip of tea, spat out the tea.

Good guy, I just talked about some methods of hunger sales and promotion in later generations.

Wouldn’t that make him the business saint Fan Li?

However, the marketing methods accumulated over thousands of years of history in later generations.

In this era, it really is a dimensionality reduction attack.

Fang Yiyi wiped his mouth.

He coughed lightly and said:

"Xiao Shuang, I don't deserve to be called the Merchant Saint."

“Just some thoughts.”

He was afraid that Duan Yan would say something embarrassing that would make him pick his toes.

Quickly get down to business:

"Without further ado."

"Let's split up."

"I will go to the palace to see the emperor."

"Go and do your business!"

"We will take a two-pronged approach and make tea the topic of conversation for people in Chang'an after dinner!"

Duan Yan was instantly excited and nodded quickly:

"Okay! Let's split up!"

......

Fang Yiyi used a one-foot-long wooden box to hold just a handful of tea leaves.

Then he took a carriage and drove towards the imperial city.

On the road, the carriage was driving on the wide and flat Suzaku Street.

Still shaking due to some ups and downs.

Fang Yiyi thought of the pain of riding in a carriage all the way to Henan Road.

Today's horse-drawn carriages all have two wheels, no shock absorbers, and cannot turn.

Throughout the Tang Dynasty, except for the main streets in some cities, the streets are relatively flat.

The others have ups and downs, and when they are bumpy, it is extremely uncomfortable.

Especially when walking on the official road and running over a small stone.

If you don't sit firmly in the carriage, your body will be shaken violently.

Moreover, we encountered some cliffs with winding roads.

You have to dismount and walk to avoid losing control of the carriage.

The car and the people fell off the cliff.

This was a long journey of more than two months.

Fang Yiyi, the iron-blooded soldier, suffered a lot while riding in the carriage.

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Fang Yiyi thought of the pain he had experienced along the way and gritted his teeth and said:

"I originally thought that since this carriage has no shock absorbers, it would be a bit bumpy on the official road, but I just had to bear with it."

"I didn't expect that riding in a carriage for a long time could be so deadly!"

"It's more uncomfortable than riding on a green train for days and nights!"

"When I'm done with all this, I'm going to get a four-wheeled carriage, with shock absorbers and the ability to turn!"