“Mr.Jian.” Gaoleng picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Mr.Jian. After smelling the fragrance, he buckled the cup and handed it to him, “To what extent do you want your tea?”

“Ah, it’s not something I can do just because I want to. To be honest, I can’t afford to lose.” Mr.Jian shook his head helplessly. He took out a handful of unbrewed Yunnan wild tea from the coffee table and chewed it. One of the elders’ eyes turned red and said, “Unfortunately, the real ancient wild tea, the wild tea preserved from all over the country, the ancient method of stir-frying tea, is going to be lost. It’s going to be lost!”

“Mr.Jian, have you learned all the productions in the world?” Old Diao asked.

“Of course not.” Mr.Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly as he spread out his hand. His entire palm was slightly black, revealing the acerbity of the tea leaves. It was covered in calluses. Now, there were not many calluses in the hands of a teahouse owner. Most of them wore Buddhist beads and took a book to drink tea. “I inherited the techniques of planting, picking and stir-frying wild tea in Yunnan, as well as the techniques of fermented tea,” he said. “Teas from all over the country have their own strengths and weaknesses. The real old tea people are craftsmen. They are trained in winter, bitter in summer, and bitter in summer. How can they be so easy to learn this technique?”

The real Old Tea Cultivator was one of the few craftsmen in Empire.

Nowadays, there were almost no young people who were truly willing to inherit the craftsmanship of these old tea men. They were bitter, tired, and unprofitable. It was better to make fake Dahongpao. There was no competition in the market. Who would do it?

“However, I have found all the ancient tea seeds from all over the world. I also know how to plant them. I have seen quite a few old tea cultivators who are still alive in all parts of the world.” Mr.Jian sighed, “I originally wanted to make some good tea from Empire. I wanted to make sure that people nowadays and those who understand tea would recognize our good tea. Although we were born and bred in an ancient way, the yield of our tea is not high, but the taste is different. Unfortunately…”

Unfortunately, Mr.Jian’s ambitions and actions have been drowned out by today’s fickle markets.

It wasn’t just Mr.Jian that was flooded? What drowned out was Empire’s thousand-year-old tea art.

A smile appeared on Gaoleng’s face, and he was very satisfied with Mr.Jian’s answer.

“If you can’t open this teahouse, what do you plan to do?” Asked Gaoleng.

“I won’t give up on tea even if I can’t open it.” Mr.Jian turned his face away from Gaoleng, but his agitated nose showed his inner sadness and stubbornness. “If I’m poor, I’ll go back to my hometown to continue growing and stir-frying tea. This skill is not lost. I’ll let my son learn it, my grandson learn it!” If they don’t learn, I’ll break their legs and make them learn! There are some things that cannot be measured in terms of money. I do not have the ability to carry forward this skill, nor can I lose it! It’s my dream. ”

A lot of people have dreams. In order to dream of running on the road, like a fool, fell, climbed up, fell down again, climbed up again.

Mr.Jian did not fake anything in front of the market like everyone else. In fact, he could choose another way. While running his good tea, he could also get some fake goods that no one could see like other teahouses. He could at least maintain the operation by filling them with substandard goods. Someone will taste his good tea.

But he didn’t want to.

Stubborn, Mr.Jian is extremely stubborn in this regard. In his eyes, good tea was good tea, and bad tea was bad, so he couldn’t tolerate the slightest adulteration. Such a person seems destined to be eliminated from the market.

But now impetuous people, often overlooked the most important point: the real tea giant, are extremely stubborn, insisting on making tea.

It was precisely because of that persistence, precisely because of that stubbornness, precisely because of that arrogance that did not resemble the bow of the current mass market, that he became a giant.

Adapt to the market? It was precisely because too many people complied with the market that Empire’s tea became famous in the world. It was precisely because too many people complied with this impetuous market that so many craftsmen lost their craftsmanship.

Gaoleng looked at the stubborn and desolate tea craftsman in front of him, and his heart was moved. A voice sounded in his ear: Such a craftsman is worthy of support.

“I don’t believe that good stuff can be buried?!” Mr.Jian’s eyes shone with determination. “My generation can’t carry forward Empire’s true good tea. I keep this technique. One day, someone will think of our Empire’s true good tea. Someone will make a small amount of traditional handmade tea!”

“Yes, good things won’t be buried.” Gaoleng laughed and stretched out his hand, “Mr.Jian, there’s no need to wait until ‘One day’. Today, I brought you a project. Please accept it.”

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Hearing that, Mr.Jian was stunned. He hurriedly reached out and held Gaoleng’s hand. He couldn’t react and asked, “What, President Gao… Is President Gao going to order our tea?!”

Good enterprises often have an investment in tea reception, the customer list of enterprises, for the teahouse is an excellent list.

“No, ordinary enterprises can’t afford your good tea.” Gaoleng shook his head. Mr.Jian’s expression darkened when he heard this. He also knew that this kind of handmade tea was top-grade tea. Companies would not buy entertainers. It was just a private collection of tea or a gift.

“My friend is having a party. I’ll buy you some tea.” Said Gaoleng.

“Oh, that’s right. Thank you.” Mr.Jian was disappointed, but he still said gratefully, “Thank you for thinking about my teahouse business. What kind of tea does your friend want? I’ll give you a 70% discount on the cost.”

“What’s your best tea?” Gaoleng asked.

“A lot. There are rare top-grade wild teas everywhere.” To be able to be said to be a top-grade tea was to have excellent quality.

“How much is it?”

‘”This …” Mr.Jian hesitated and gritted his teeth. “I have fifty grams of the top ancient species Mengding Yellow Sprouts. I guess I have three hundred thousand yuan. The prices of other top-grade teas are the same.”

With that, Old Diao almost spat out a mouthful of tea from his mouth.

Three hundred and fifty grams? !

“President Gao, there is no need for my friends to use my top-grade tea when entertaining clients. After all, I asked the old craftsmen to personally stir-fry this kind of tea. Only a dozen grams of it can become a top-grade tea year-round. “If your friend is entertaining a distinguished guest, it is also very high-grade with our ordinary ancient species. I personally cooked them. They are sold in the teahouse for about one to two thousand one small kettles. If you want, I’ll pay the cost price.”

One or two thousand and one small jugs may sound expensive, but it’s not expensive for tea drinkers.

The cost of manual frying in Mr.Jian alone was extremely high, not to mention the value of this ancient tree.

“In that case, bring over all your top-grade tea leaves. It’s up to you to decide how many you want. I estimate that they will be sold out at the banquet.” Gaoleng thought for a while and said loudly.

“Sell… sell out?!” Mr.Jian’s back teeth almost flew out in fright, “These are all treasures of my shop. The ancient tea that I have accumulated over the years is worth millions. It’s all my possessions. No, it’s all my ancestral possessions!”

“That’s right, it might not be enough.” Gao Leng nodded his head, “The other ones that you said could soak a pot of water in a thousand or two thousand yuan, give them 500,000 yuan.”

“Five hundred thousand?!” Mr.Jian was dumbfounded.

“Five hundred thousand is not enough.” Gaoleng shook his head and thought, “I still have to give it to someone. One million yuan. With your top-grade ancient tea, it should be enough.”

This was equivalent to emptying Mr.Jian’s shop.