Chapter 1523: Tobacco Roasting Machine

This perfunctory method coaxed Proprietor Zhang to smile.

He thought proudly: Yes, clearly his wealth in the past year of fighting outside had been noticed by everyone again.

However, the happiness only lasted for three seconds, and he heard the woman on the side ask again: "Shouldn't there be no goods again? This Old Chang! Selling a membership card is still grinding."

Proprietor Zhang drank a sip of tea slowly: "It's okay, he made such a big scene, the goods must be prepared, it won't be impossible to buy."

But after saying this, except for the friend who came with him, the others were not very trusting. Proprietor Zhang couldn't help but drink a sip of tea silently, thinking what's wrong with this group of people? Can't they see such a simple routine.

He had a state of everyone is drunk and I am awake, now the tea artist added water to everyone again, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the cup.

In fact, this wave, Proprietor Zhang really wronged Proprietor Chang.

Where is he doing hunger marketing, it is clearly really no goods.

Now at the end of May, the spring tea with the softest taste has long been off the market, leaving only the summer tea with a slightly bitter taste and a slightly astringent taste. Just this, the production is still not enough.

This is not that the Old Song family doesn't sell to him, they have added hundreds of mu of tea mountains this year, but the problem is that most of them have planted small tea seedlings, and the remaining old tea trees total only a dozen mu.

After calculating, it is just a little more than the five mu of tea gardens at home last year.

In the early years when the tea business was okay, any family could pull out hundreds of mu of tea gardens, and the original tea trees on Li Laotou's mountain came from this.

But now?

Proprietor Chang was busy with various trivial matters backstage, and now hearing everyone's discussion, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat on his forehead again.

Fortunately, this time it was just to give the teahouse a sign, the real focus was still white liquor tasting.

But then a waiter came to ask: "Proprietor, a customer asked, if he handles a 5 million membership card, how much tea and liquor can be sold to him?"

Proprietor Chang's heart was happy, and it was a pain:... the terrible thing is, there is not much white liquor either!

It is shameful to say, so far, there are less than 500 jin of liquor in total—there is no way, the original liquor is blended, it can't be blended into hundreds of jin per jin, right?

If you want not to affect the taste, 1.5 times the blending is the limit.

He gritted his teeth, thinking that white liquor sales are not the purpose, the purpose is membership cards and increasing popularity, so he could only bite the bullet and reply: "In the evening, I will talk about it in person in the evening..."

And in the venue, the tender green tea soup rippled slowly in the fair cup, Proprietor Zhang had added to the 4th cup of tea.

This small tea cup was only enough for one sip, he didn't drink it so happily, but the sweet aftertaste in his mouth was really sweet, so he couldn't help but stretch his fingers to knock on the table, waiting for tea.

However, the tea artist's hand paused, while brewing a bubble again, while taking back the fair cup, and asked again: "Everyone didn't eat too much fruit this afternoon, right?"

Good question.

Everyone at the table was silent.

The tea artist was helpless: "Hot tea mixed with fruit is very easy to get a stomachache, do you want to take a break?"

Proprietor Zhang was stubborn: "Hot tea mixed with fruit is easy to get a stomachache, you pour it out first, and it won't be fine if it cools down?"

And this is just a probability problem, his stomach is very healthy, and he won't be stimulated at all.

Tea artist:... The fruit served in the afternoon was iced!

The female customer next to him also nodded, directly unscrewing her thermos cup: "If you don't pour it here first, I promise not to find you if I get a stomachache."

"Besides, if you wait any longer and drag it to the evening, you won't be able to sleep at night after drinking tea. It's not health-preserving."

Everyone:... So reasonable!

The tasting event was proceeding according to Proprietor Chang's expectations, and in the Old Song family in Yunqiao Village, Song Tan was wrapped tightly, picking peaches in the peach forest.

It is not the season for eagle-beak peaches to go on the market now, the peaches in the peach forest are very limited, just picked the first batch to urgently supply Proprietor Chang, so that his tasting event would not only have watermelon, cucumber, tomato, etc.

But in the large peach forest, after sending dozens of jin over, there were still sporadic mature ones that could be eaten—this area is close to the roadside, the light and temperature are slightly higher than others, and now it is mature early.

Yang Zhengxin shuttled back and forth inside, muttering like Xianglin's wife: "Qiaoqiao, after I leave, you must remember to send me peaches, must be Fengfeng ice transport!"

"Okay, okay." Qiaoqiao was tireless: "Cucumber, tomato, peach, watermelon, potted green vegetables, dried goods, various sauces, pickles, frozen buns and steamed buns..."

He counted them one by one, clearly during this period, he made more than three promises a day.

Yang Zhengxin didn't feel embarrassed at all, but patted his chest and promised: "If you send me things now, when the summer camp ends, I will take you back to our farm—we have big machines that are many, many times bigger than this excavator!"

"When the time comes, you come to drive, large plains can be harvested at will! Just say if it's cool or not?"

Qiaoqiao didn't know if it was cool or not, after all, he hadn't experienced it yet. But he soon asked: "Do you have an excavator at home? I want to drive that."

He was particularly envious of Little Zhang's excavator every time he moved, but his sister said that was a machine for people to support their families, if he broke it, Little Zhang would definitely not want compensation, but would be sad silently.

So he had to endure it all the time.

The last time he drove a big machine was at the Agricultural Products Expo in the Imperial Capital. But many of those machines didn't have tools in front, Qiaoqiao was taken by Yang Zhengxin to play for a long time, but still had a white moonlight in his heart.

Joke!

Mere excavator!

Yang Zhengxin was arrogant: "Don't worry! Whatever machine you want, we have... By the way, sister, I called my dad last night, he said there are two tobacco roasting machines in stock, do you want them?"

Eh?

Song Tan was interested: No more tobacco leaves were planted this year, after all, her dad and her grandfather's smoking addiction had been much smaller, and most of them were sent to others.

And quietly gave some to Lu Chuan, letting him luxuriously soak in water to water flowers.

But this thing had been asked by Little Secretary Zhu, and the original simple tobacco roasting room was demolished when rebuilding the house.

She was curious: "In stock?"

"Yes." Yang Zhengxin said: "Trial made at the beginning, but the farmers who grow tobacco leaves basically have simple tobacco roasting rooms at home, that cost is lower."

Although it needs people to stare at it all the time, the manpower of one's own family is the most free, so although the machine price is not expensive, it still didn't sell many.

He also saw Song Youde press tobacco into his tobacco bag two days ago, and mentioned this matter to his dad casually, only then did he ask.

"Okay!" Song Tan also felt that this thing was dispensable, but if it was planted again next year, it couldn't occupy the room of the factory building to renovate it again, right?

She laughed: "Little Yang, you are so good at helping now! Don't worry, when you participate in the summer camp, Qiaoqiao will make you the most enviable cub in the whole summer camp!" ===== CHAPTER 1524 =====