Chapter 272

At this moment, Song Sancheng said briskly: "Three jin of tea, I'll take it to you in a moment. Do you want the tea boxes or not?"

"I do."

Zhou Maozhu also understood, so he said directly: "You pack it first, I'll pay you for the tea boxes later. I know you don't make money on this."

But after finishing his own request, he still didn't forget his son's instructions and asked persistently:

"How do you usually sell this tea? Let me ask for my son."

Song Sancheng:...

Should I say the price of 10,000 or not?

If I say the price, how can people believe it?

If I don't say it, what if they bring money to buy it later?

Song Sancheng hesitated for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly: "You know, I have fixed customers for this tea, and it sells for 10,000 yuan per jin here."

If the price is said, it's said. Otherwise, if they bring 1,000 yuan to buy it later and then I tell them the price, that would truly be a slap in the face.

Song Sancheng smiled honestly and sincerely: "You know, this matter is hard to talk about in the village, so I didn't spread the word."

Tantan said it wasn't the right time, and Song Sancheng understood.

Zhou Maozhu:...

Zhou Maozhu was already stunned.

He was forty or fifty years old this year, but he had never heard of tea from his hometown selling for 10,000 yuan per jin! Let alone ten thousand, even a grand scene of one thousand yuan couldn't be found!

He was truly honest. Hearing this, not only did he not have any crooked thoughts, but his heart trembled:

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone!"

"Those three jin of tea..." he said with a mournful face: "Maybe I shouldn't take it... I never expected it to be so expensive..."

"No."

Song Sancheng rejected it outright: "We agreed on it. Besides, even if you don't drink it, isn't it hard for the child to struggle outside? With this tea to pave the way, at least things will go a bit smoother, take it, take it—"

He asked hurriedly: "Until Wu Lan, is it packed yet?"

Until Wu Lan was in the room and responded busily: "Right away!"

Hearing Song Sancheng say this, Zhou Maozhu's trembling heart eased a little.

But he still felt embarrassed: "Look, I didn't know this tea was so expensive before. You said you'd give it to me, and I shamelessly accepted it..."

Song Sancheng thought to himself, I didn't know my daughter was so capable before either.

But at this moment, he showed the appearance of being the master of the house:

"We agreed on it, don't keep thinking about the price."

After thinking for a moment, he finally instructed: "Don't give it all to the child, keep some for yourself to drink."

"This batch of summer tea, brew two or three leaves in a cup, the taste of the leaves and buds is also very good."

It seems he had a lot of experience in being frugal.

The family had switched to stir-frying summer tea since May Day.

Summer tea is heavy; one person can pick ten jin a day!

Zhou Maozhu asked: "Is this summer tea the same price?"

It was also unscreened, ungraded, only old and yellow leaves were picked, and the rest were stir-fried in a pot.

Zhou Maozhu thought about it now and felt that this didn't look like a proper way to sell tea.

But Song Sancheng nodded affirmatively: "Yes. This summer tea has a stronger taste, and the aftertaste is not worse than spring tea, it's just more bitter when it enters the mouth. Some tea lovers like this kind even more, so the price is the same."

Zhou Maozhu carried the three bags of tea and went back in a daze.

After returning, he first put the tea on the table in the main room, but later felt that there was moisture after the rain, so he turned around and took it into the bedroom.

But didn't the bedroom have moisture too?

His wife watched him spinning around in the room and couldn't help but mutter: "You're going to send it to the street tomorrow for the courier to take away, where else are you going to put it?"

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She turned and asked: "By the way, doesn't Song Sancheng's house always have couriers coming? Why don't you ask our son to wait another day? I see people coming every two or three days, wait a bit longer and it will save us from going to town."

No!

Such expensive tea, Zhou Maozhu's heart trembled just looking at it, and he didn't want to delay for even a day!

If he hadn't known that there was no way to ship at night, he would have gone to town now.

But he finally swallowed his words.

Looking at his wife's puzzled eyes, he grunted for a long time: "You don't know, Song Sancheng's family's tea sells for a very high price."

His wife didn't take it seriously: "Just smell the tea fragrance in our yard, isn't it good? You'll be full of energy doing anything during the day."

"I'm like a young man, with such good tea, it's only right that it sells for a high price."

"But..."

Zhou Maozhu's face was about to turn red from holding it in: "It's different, it's especially expensive."

He tried to give his wife a hint, but the other party turned and asked him: "Did he promise to give you a few more jin of tea?"

"No." Zhou Maozhu shook his head hurriedly.

"Is he going to give you a raise?"

"No. With this salary, what else do you want to raise? Why are you so greedy?"

His wife rolled her eyes: "Then that's it! If he doesn't give you a raise or give you tea, you're just a worker, why do you care so much? Even if his tea is worth its weight in gold, it has nothing to do with us."

"Besides, if you really want to sell it, how much can you sell a jin for? Tantan works in the provincial capital anyway, and young people nowadays have fiery brains when they return home to start a business; they have channels."

"There are customers willing to buy expensive things. Can you find them?"

Zhou Maozhu:...

He really couldn't find them.

He held it in for a long time: "I was just thinking about our son wanting to buy a few more jin for gifts? It's too expensive, we can't afford it."

His wife sneered: "What gifts? What gifts? He can send them once or twice, can he send them for a lifetime?"

"The first two jin of tea were so fragrant, they were all mailed to him, and he was instructed not to give them to people casually, but he turned around and gave them away."

"Now he wants more, how much money does he spend on gifts a year? Sending tea in spring, wine in summer, buying cigarettes in autumn, and meat in winter—how is he so capable?"

Zhou Maozhu also fell silent.

Thinking about it now, his son gave away the 10,000 yuan tea as soon as he said he would, and when people said they wanted it, he opened his mouth and asked for ten or twenty jin—where did he get so much money?

His wife was still muttering: "No, the matter of giving gifts shouldn't be done until the critical threshold is reached; usually, one must be low-key!"

"Giving away so much at once, when it's really time to do things later, won't we have to empty our family savings?"

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Maozhu looked at the three boxes of tea again and said ruthlessly: "Then, I—I will only send him two boxes this time, and keep one for us to drink!"

His wife spoke harshly, but she was a bit hesitant: "Are two boxes enough?"

"Enough or not, it doesn't matter." Zhou Maozhu became ruthless.

"Didn't you have that menopause thing at the beginning of the year where you couldn't sleep? Ever since I started stir-frying tea, I've been full of energy during the day and sleeping soundly at night!"

"Look at you recently, your complexion has improved. We are at this age, we can't get sick. Drinking some tea is better than anything."

When he said this, as an old couple, his wife also felt comforted in her heart. Then she calculated:

"That's fine, people spend a lot of money on health supplements! We drink some tea, and it's a gift from the Song family, it doesn't cost any money."