Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

Zhiyun Tea Shop,

Sima Qingcuo sat cautiously beside the huge tea table, looking at the surrounding tea shelves and arches made of wenge and green sandalwood, as well as the exquisite pottery carvings all over the place, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She quietly touched the thick and hard bench under her buttocks, and then looked up at the gauze lamp above her head with the picture of Cuju. If it wasn't for the old god Yang Zhu standing there, she would definitely run away.

Such a high-end place, how expensive things are! ——A certain little girl thought nervously and painfully.

………………

Yang Zhu sat there feeling nothing. As a hardcore old tea drinker, the tea shops he passed by in later generations are gone.

Although the decoration style of this Zhiyun tea shop is considered very good at present, it still looks a bit immature compared to those real high-end tea shops and clubs in later generations.

"Boss, do you have any Pu-erh tea? Let me try some better cooked tea first." Yang Zhu looked at the girl next to him angrily. Didn't your little girl have a psychological shadow because of making cooked tea carelessly? , I will break your magic barrier first, and let you see what real cooked tea tastes like.

Chen Suhua smiled and looked at the young couple in front of him who seemed to be angry, and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Not long after, he brought over a cake of cooked tea: "My little brother, how about trying this cake?"

Yang Zhu looked at the three words "Banzhangwang" shining brightly on the package, and frowned: "Boss, please change a cake, I didn't make it clear just now, please give us a cake, the real price is around 100 yuan Try the cooked tea."

Different from the "Old Banzhang" and "Iceland King" who are flying all over the sky with nine yuan and nine dollars in the later generations, although the current price of Pu'er has not been raised, the famous camellia in southern Yunnan still retains the tradition of mixed harvesting, and the mature tea is not. No, but the current Pu-erh tea market is really chaotic. Just in case, Yang Zhu is still extremely worried about carrying various "king" and "empress" names.

Chen Suhua glanced at this young man with a little surprise. Now Qilu knows very little about Pu-erh tea. Even if there are so few people who like Pu-erh tea and understand tea, they are middle-aged and elderly people. Presumably I just bought it to try something new, so I picked a relatively cheap cooked tea, so everyone is happy.

But I didn't expect that the other party just looked at the name and immediately asked for a change of tea, and even pointed out the real price. It seemed that he was not very unfamiliar with the tea business.

"Okay, little brother, I'll give you another cake." Chen Suhua didn't say anything, and immediately brought over another cake packed with plain-looking cooked tea.

Looking at the black and white lantern engravings above, and the words "Qian Lizhen. Song Pinhao" written on the lantern, Yang Zhu frowned. If this is the real Song Pinhao, the price would be more than 100 yuan.

Seeing Yang Zhu's puzzled look, Chen Suhua smiled: "Brother, I'm really sorry, I don't have good cooked tea for about 100 yuan here, and this cake costs 160, but it's okay, I have a drink first; of course , It doesn’t matter if you don’t buy it, just treat it as a tea meeting.”

Yang Zhu sighed in his heart, this boss is really a good person, this kind of method is common in later generations, but when the tea boss knows your psychological price, he will always make you some better tea first. In the end, the grade is gradually lowered, and I will give you a try of the tea at your psychological price.

As for the result of doing so...

Anyone who drinks Pu-erh often knows that the taste is a thing that can only go up but not down. Once you drink a few better teas, basically no one is willing to buy a lower tea.

Therefore, the ridicule of later generations that "there is no prodigal, only those who drink tea and poor" is really not just a joke.

But, Yang Zhu doesn't care, he doesn't like cooked tea, even if you give him the best cooked tea, he will definitely not be moved by it - of course, except for the one that turns from raw to cooked.

Following Yang Zhu's nod, Chen Suhua, who felt that this business was a good deal, immediately started her own performance. A series of actions, such as pressing cakes, prying tea, weighing, throwing tea, pouring water, washing tea, dividing soup, and presenting tea, flowed smoothly. After doing it, that kind of elegant posture coupled with a calm smile made the little girl stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

This aunt... No, this sister is so feminine, like a lady in a costume movie.

Looking at the soy sauce-colored tea soup in the transparent glass, Yang Zhu didn't take it seriously. Now that it is not popular to make tea with pure water in the whole country, the tea soup will indeed appear in various variations due to the different pH and mineral content of mineral water in different places. an unpleasing color;

Of course, if it is placed in later generations, this soy sauce color that has been hyped as the "worst color" by countless merchants will immediately persuade a large group of beginners to dismiss.

He took a sip lightly.

Well, I have to say that the quality of Songpinhao is still guaranteed. Although the color of this tea soup is not beautiful, it is not cloudy. After the entrance, as the oily and thick tea like rice soup passes over the tip of the tongue, after a slight bitterness , Immediately is the sweetness of the tip of the tongue.

Not bad!

Yang Zhu put down the teacup and signaled the little girl to try it quickly.

With a bitter face, the little girl looked at Yang Zhu who kept urging her, and then at Chen Suhua who was smiling and staring at her. Finally, she took a few deep breaths, used all her courage to raise the cup, closed her eyes, and decided to die He poured a sip of tea soup into his mouth.

Huh? ?

There is no strange smell, although there is a bit of bitterness, but it disappears immediately;

Smack your lips, huh?

Where does the sweetness come from?

It's a strange feeling, but... it seems that it's really not bad to drink!

With the experience of the first sip, the little girl didn't reject it immediately, and drank it several times in succession. The wonderful feeling of sweetness gushed out from the tip of her tongue made her smile like a flower. I don't know if it's because it's delicious or because Think of it as an extremely fun game.

After the little girl drank about seven or eight teas, Yang Zhu, who hadn't touched the tea soup in front of him, signaled Chen Suhua to have a cake of Songpinhao's cooked tea, then asked for a cup of warm water and rinsed his mouth: "Boss, what do you do here?" Have you ordered raw tea?"

Chen Suhua saw Yang Zhu gargling his mouth, and heard him ask about raw tea. He immediately knew that the young man in front of him was not shy in his pocket, but also a veteran. Otherwise, the newcomer would never rinse his mouth immediately after drinking the cooked tea. ——This is to get rid of the interference of the taste of cooked tea, what he really wants to buy is raw tea.

"Well, I don't know what price of raw tea I want? Also, I don't know if I usually drink sweet-based tea or bitter-based tea? Or, do you have a brand you like?" With the previous judgment , Chen Suhua didn't treat the other party as a rookie this time.

The so-called bitter base tea, as can be seen from the literal meaning, is those mountain teas that taste bitter and astringent. They are mainly distributed in the Lincang area of ​​southern Yunnan, and their representatives are Banpen and Laobanzhang;

The sweet-based tea refers to those teas that are relatively mild in taste, not strong in bitterness, and produce a strong aftertaste. They are mainly distributed in Banna, and their representatives are the various hills of Yiwu. Qizhai in Iceland, but this product is not produced in Banna, but in Lincang, which can be regarded as a different species.

"Well...the price doesn't matter, as long as it's worth the price, I can probably afford it."

"As for preferences... Actually, I don't have any taboos. Both bitter and sweet teas are fine, but I like Shantou tea. Most of the brands from big factories are blended, which doesn't suit my taste;"

"By the way, do you have any old ones here, don't want small trees and terraces." Yang Zhu really wanted to know if the boss had any real good ones.

"Uh... I'm really sorry, there is no Xigui." Chen Suhua shook her head embarrassedly, she did have a Xigui Xiaoshu here, but the other party pointed out that Xiaoshu was not wanted, so she didn't have to show it and get stared at.

"Oh, what about the brick?"

"No."

"What about the sinkhole? Windy village is also possible."

"Um...not at all."

"There is always a land boundary or a southern barrier, right?"

"Ah... I'm really sorry, but I don't."

"Where are Yibang, Gordon, Mangzhi, and busy lung?"

"Brother, none of these..."

"Tsk tsk... Boss, just tell me what's wrong with you, let me listen to you?" Yang Zhu looked dissatisfied, and he didn't feel that he was bullying anyone at all.

You must know that it is only 1998, and the hype of Pu’er tea has not yet started. Except for southern Yunnan and Guangdong province, tea shop owners in other places will only pay attention to the brands of big factories, and will not pursue the top of the mountain.

"Eh...brother, I really didn't expect you to like drinking mountain tea. In this way, I have some ancient Jingmai trees here. I wonder if you want to try it?" Chen Suhua's face was a little embarrassed. She didn't expect this young man It is completely different from the customers she met before, and she actually likes Shantou tea?It seems that the master is not very old, but he is an old tea drinker.

"Tsk tsk, Jingmai? The aroma is quite high, but the taste is a bit thin, not what I like." Yang Zhu looked a little disappointed, and looked at Chen Suhua with a bit of contempt.

Noticing the look in Yang Zhu's eyes, Chen Suhua felt wronged and wanted to cry, you think I don't want to get some better tea from the hills and put it in the shop, but you don't even look where it is,

This is the spring city where green tea dominates the world. Even if you meet a few people who are interested in Pu’er on weekdays, they either like cooked tea or only recognize the brand. 99% of people here don’t know that Pu’er is still alive. In the era of tea, who do you want me to sell these mountain teas to! ?

"Tsk tsk, forget it, meeting is fate, and you are lucky. I just brought a few good teas here, so I will borrow your venue and make a few teas. It can be regarded as making friends with tea!" Yang Zhu shamelessly came from Jiefang. He took out a small plastic bag from his bag, carefully placed it on the tea table, and gently pushed it forward.

Chen Suhua looked at him in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that there is such a shameless person in this world, in front of himself, the owner of the tea shop, belittled himself to nothing, and then took out his own tea for her to make...

What is this? It's a mess! ?

However, thinking that the other party bought a cake of cooked tea for him anyway, and that the other party did not look like a colleague, Chen Suhua could only take the small bag of tea that was obviously broken roughly with a bit of grievance.

"Which mountain tea is this?" Chen Suhua could tell at a glance that it was the genuine Touchun tea after taking a look at the not-so-fat cord and the faint pornography, and asked curiously.

"Oh...it's said to be from Mansong, Wang Zishan, but I just opened this cake and haven't drunk it yet, so I don't know if it's true or not, so I said, boss, you are blessed!" Yang Zhu lazily threw his elbows There was a pestle on the tea table, but there was a hint of complacency in his eyes.

hiss?

Mansong tribute tea from Prince Mountain?

Chen Suhua looked at the tea in his hand with some doubts, which was only enough for two brews at most.

If it's really Mansong from Prince Mountain, then I'm really lucky.

"By the way, the boss remembers to make the soup faster. This girl just started drinking tea, and she can't bear too much bitterness." Thinking of one of the two purposes of entering the shop today, Yang Zhu made a special statement.

The corners of Chen Suhua's eyes twitched, and he looked at Sima Qingcuo with a look like killing his father and enemy.

Are you kidding me, if you speed up the soup, how can you enjoy the wonderful flavor of Mansong?

Besides, is Mansong still suffering?

Then why don't you just soak some brown sugar water and drink it slowly! ?

Seeing Chen Suhua's angry eyes, the little girl couldn't help shrinking her body to the side.

I,

Did I do something wrong again?

The little girl pursed her mouth, wanting to cry aggrievedly...