"Even if my little girl has quick hands, she can only pick about ten kilograms of green tea each time."
"One piece at a time, ten pounds is already a big deal. Wouldn't it be better if there were more people?"
"The men can't pick the tea, can they only be picked by women?"
Lu Wuyuan was confused: "Why?"
Old Man Hu leaned closer and whispered: "The woman who picks tea must be a virgin who is soft and boneless, and the smoke is flowing and charming. As soon as she picks it, she should put the tea leaves on her body to warm them, brewing a sweet and fragrant smell, and then dry them.
Put it in the tea basket."
"I understand this, virgin tea."
Old man Hu nodded, and Lu Wuyuan asked: "Since men can't do it, let women pick it."
Old Man Hu smiled bitterly: "Master, what I just said, you said that the girl suffered like this, this is not feasible in the first place, it is because of the stubbornness of the little girl..."
Old Man Hu was a rough man, so Lu Wuyuan said on his behalf: "Turning decay into magic, turning the impossible into possibility is truly unparalleled."
Old Man Hu nodded: "When I get these ten kilograms of tea, I have to pick it out from the average size. No one else can do this. Old man, I can't compare even if I stand close to you."
Lu Wuyuan blurted out: "Qi is the most difficult person in the world!"
Old man Hu continued: "After picking out ten kilograms of tea leaves, less than one-tenth is left. After roasting, there is at most one or two left."
Lu Wuyuan clicked his tongue and praised: "Excellent tea! Shopkeeper, I want this excellent tea now!"
Seeing that the young man still didn't understand after he had explained so much, Old Man Hu said directly: "No!"
"Why not? You just said that your little girl can bake."
Old man Hu was in a bad mood and said rudely: "I said no, it means no!"
"Believe it or not, I gave this tea shop to you..."
Just when Lu Wuyuan was about to get angry, he remembered the reminders from Zhang Lingxiao and Brother Dian. It seemed that he couldn't force it, he could only outwit it. He smiled and said: "If you don't want to make and sell me, I will stay here and not leave."
Old Man Hu didn't bother to pay attention to him and went directly back to the backyard to take care of his wife who had limited mobility. As for the young man's luxurious clothes, there was nothing in the tea shop that he liked.
Not long after Old Man Hu left, Lu Wuyuan secretly thought to himself that he must have kept this kind of peerless tea for himself, and the old man refused to sell it to me, so he was trying to frustrate me by saying so.
He was not a man of rules. He would rummage through the tea shop without hesitation. He, the devil incarnate, had restrained himself by not destroying the tea shop on the spot.
As a famous nobleman, he usually has people to do all the big and small things for him. Soon the tea shop was turned into a mess, and he himself was covered in dust and sweating all over his body.
He simply took off his outer robe and sat down wearing only his underwear and trousers. He found a board to fan himself and cursed: "Damn it, you don't even have a fan."
A woman came to buy tea: "Shopkeeper, please bring me a pound of high-quality green spring tea!"
But when he saw that the tea shop was in a mess, with only a disheveled and dirty young man sitting there, he shouted: "Hey, are you the new guy?"
When Lu Wuyuan heard that he was angry, he said angrily: "What's wrong with your eyes!"
The woman smiled and said, "The way I look at you, you must be a young master."
"Would you think that I am not a young master?"
This woman had a very good temper and said with a smile: "I don't think you are a young man in any way."
Lu Wu rushed to the maid to follow him and said angrily: "You cheap maid, I will slap you several times, do you believe it or not?"
The woman gently poked Lu Wuyuan's forehead with her finger: "Wash your hands first, girl, my face is very white."
"Don't you dare poke me!"
He raised his hand, but his expression was stunned. He found that the heel of his hand was smeared. Looking at the clothes and trousers on his body, he looked like a hard worker. No wonder this woman regarded him as a clerk.
"Dude, where's your shopkeeper?"
"I'm not his father, how do I know where he died?"
"Well, you are the illegitimate son of Shopkeeper Hu, right?"
"Fuck your shit."
"Haha, I guessed it right."
Lu Wuyuan was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment. He didn't expect that a lowly slave girl would dare to tease him like this. He couldn't hold it in any longer, and the Demon King came.
"Man, since your shopkeeper is not here, please bring me a pound of Lu Yangchun."
"Look at this tea shop. Does it look like there is tea? There is no tea. We are closed today for rectification. Come back tomorrow!"
"Ugly guy, then I'll come back tomorrow."
Ugly! Lu Wuyuan was stunned. He could be called arrogant, domineering, a bastard or shameless, but he was unbearably ugly. How could he be ugly when his handsome face was placed here?
Looking over, I saw that the woman had turned around and left, and there was a particularly subtle smell of rouge and gouache lingering in the air.
As a land rich man, he has a lot of contact with ladies from all over the world, and even more contact with ladies from brothels. As soon as he touches his nose and smells carefully, he can tell that it is the fragrance commonly used by ladies from brothels.
He shouted loudly: "Madam, which Qin House are you from?"
The woman turned around and glanced out of the corner of her eyes, her eyes filled with emotion, and smiled: "Lingyun Tower, why do you want to come to drink?"
"Yeah, I'll fuck you tonight."
The woman giggled, twisted her plump and charming butt and left: "I have seen too many people like you, maybe in the next life."
Listening to the woman's words full of sarcasm and contempt, Lu Wuyuan let out a cry, and he seemed to find some kind of fun.
If I were to appear in front of this woman tonight, just thinking about her surprised expression would make me feel happy.
Why don't I just be a poor man for once? I have been a rich man for so many years, but I have never tasted what it's like to be poor.
At this moment, another man came forward to buy tea. Judging from his clothes, he must be a servant of a wealthy family. Lu Wuyuan took the robe he had just taken off and tried to change the other man's clothes, but he was scolded by the other man.
Lu Wuyuan was dissatisfied: "Open your eyes and take a closer look. The texture of this is fine sudsin, and the embroidery may be exquisite."
This man worked as a servant in a wealthy family, so his eyesight was naturally unable to detect anything. After careful inspection, he found that although the clothes were stained, they were real luxurious clothes, so he happily took off his clothes and changed with Lu Wuyuan.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Lu Wuyuan changed his clothes and saw that he was dressed in coarse cloth, but he smiled happily. This feeling is really fresh, I am a poor man.
The business of Caiwei Tea Shop was indeed good, and people came to buy tea one after another. Lu Wuyuan changed into coarse clothes, and with the dirt on his face covering his handsome face, he was really regarded as a new waiter by others.
Lu Wuyuan simply pretended to be a waiter, but he was asked too many questions and became impatient. He simply found a piece of paper and wrote "Tea has been sold out. Come back tomorrow" and then hung it upright on a bamboo pole.
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This saves a lot of effort, and you can lie down and enjoy yourself with a wooden board fanning you.
As I lay there, I felt slightly sleepy and squinted my eyes to rest, listening to the noise of the street, I felt more at ease than lying on a soft big bed in a brothel.
A sound of "Eh" came, and Lu Wuyuan tilted his head and looked sideways. When he saw a young woman wearing a cloth skirt and a jingle hairpin, he didn't bother to pay attention and continued to squint his eyes to rest.
The woman said again: "Don't you know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are."
"Are you new here?"
As the business of the tea shop is booming, my father has been saying that he needs to hire someone, but tea needs to be surprising and careful. He is too old and clumsy to do it, and the young lady is not willing to show off, and the young man is not willing to do this kind of thing.
For things that are girly, the young master fits the bill, but what kind of young master would do such a thing, so I haven't found a suitable candidate yet.
Lu Wuyuan said lazily: "Yes."
Hu Caiwei took a closer look. Well, he was quite young, with long legs and hands, and they were made of material.
The appearance...the appearance is too dirty and I can't see clearly.
Looks rather lazy.
"I'm Hu Caiwei."
"Go, go, I don't care if you are a flower picker or a thief."
Hu Caiwei chuckled: "Hu Caiwei, Caiwei from Caiwei Tea Shop."
Lu Wuyuan suddenly stood up, looked at the muddy woman carrying a tea basket in front of him, pointed at the signboard of Caiwei Tea Shop, and then pointed at Hu Caiwei herself.
Hu Caiwei smiled and nodded.
Lu Wuyuan was delighted that the person in front of him was the one who could bake the best tea. His eyes immediately fell sharply on the tea basket behind her and asked: "Have you picked the tea leaves?"
"certainly."
"Let me see."
As he spoke, Lu Wuyuan walked around behind Hu Caiwei, looked into the tea basket, smelled the fragrance, and then saw the tender buds and leaves, green and fragrant, and the leaves were in good quality without any damage or blackening. He couldn't help but praise: "You
What a pair of miraculous hands. After picking, the appearance of each leaf can be kept so perfect."
Hu Caiwei said calmly: "Of course."
In her eyes, this was a very normal thing. She suddenly noticed that the other person reached out his hand into the tea basket, and his reaction was even more sensitive than touching her breast. She turned around to avoid it and hit the back of his hand hard: "Don't
bump!"
The strange thing is that Lu Wuyuan was not angry, but felt a little electric shock. He just heard the woman's reproachful tone: "If you touch me, it will be over."
Hearing her scolding, Lu Wuyuan felt a sense of relief in his heart, and said with a smile: "It's a strange thing, isn't it?"
"I know you still touch me."
“When I see such good tea buds, I can’t help but fall in love with them.”
Hu Caiwei exclaimed: "Do you know tea too?"
Lu Wuyuan looked proud: "Of course."
"Then why did you come to Caiwei Tea Shop to be a waiter?"
Lu Wuyuan chuckled: "I've heard about Caiwei Tea Shop for a long time, so naturally I came here to learn from it."
It is a taboo to teach a disciple that starving the master is a taboo. How can he say this out loud? However, Lu Wuyuan was not from an ordinary family, so he did not have such taboos.
When Hu Caiwei heard this, she secretly thought that she was really here to steal her teacher.
My elder brother also taught me how to bake tea. My elder brother is generous and selfless and wants to spread the tea ceremony. I should follow my elder brother's example and not hide my personal interests.
Besides, I will get married sooner or later, and my mother-in-law is getting old, so this craft cannot be ruined in my hands.
Thinking of this, he smiled and asked, "What's your name?"
"Lu Wuyuan!"
These three words are known to everyone in Suzhou City, and they specialize in wealthy businessmen and dandies. When the brothel lady heard about it, her heart beat wildly, and she felt like her virginity could be snatched away at any time.
This is Yangzhou, but Hu Caiwei didn't recognize it, so she smiled and said, "Lu Wuyuan."
Lu Wuyuan was quite arrogant and said hum.
"My name is Hu Caiwei."
Lu Wuyuan responded coldly: "Oh."
"Lu Wuyuan, how old are you?"
Lu Wuyuan thought to himself, how could anyone ask such a question? It was really rude to the village girl, so he replied: "I was born in the year of Guiwei."
Hu Caiwei said happily: "What a coincidence, I was also born in the year of Guiwei. In what month were you born?"
"The May moon is red."
Hu Caiwei was confused: "How many months?"
Lu Wuyuan had a hidden look of disdain in his eyes, and the uneducated village girl responded: "Every house has calamus hanging, it's May."
"Oh, then I am one month older than you. I was born in April, so you should call me sister."
"elder sister?"
Hu Caiwei responded with a chuckle, "So good."
Lu Wuyuan waved his hand: "If you want to take advantage of me, there is no way!"
Hu Caiwei chuckled: "You are younger than me, how can I take advantage of you?"
Lu Wuyuan was speechless and only heard Hu Caiwei say: "Just think that I just took advantage of you. That's all right. I'll call you little buddy."
Young man! Young masters are most afraid of being called young, and Lu Wuyuan felt extremely unwilling to do so.
Hu Caiwei smiled: "Then I'll just call you by your name."
Lu Wuyuan said angrily: "You have taken all the ideas, what can I say."
Hu Caiwei noticed the eight characters hanging on a bamboo pole and asked in surprise: "Did you write these characters?"
Because of Xie Fu, Hu Caiwei always has a feeling of admiration for people who are knowledgeable about literature and ink. The main reason for dating Xie Li was that she felt that Xie Li was very knowledgeable and admired him. In fact, she didn't like Xie Li very much.
His personality is too strict and serious, unlike Big Brother Fu who is easy-going and approachable, making people feel comfortable and natural.
Lu Wuyuan responded lightly: "Yeah."
Hu Caiwei said: "The handwriting is really good."
Lu Wuyuan was a little proud: "You are handsome, aren't you?" Although he was not considered erudite or talented, after all he was born in a famous family. He was taught by famous teachers since he was a child, and he learned to write since he was a child.
"Xiaojun." Hu Caiwei responded and thought to herself, the words written by Brother Fu are truly handsome.
Lu Wuyuan was angry: "Do you have trouble with "little"? Why do you have to add this little word every time!"
Hu Caiwei chuckled: "Okay, little brother."
"Are you done yet?"
Hu Caiwei didn't know what was going on. She probably rarely had contact with men who were similar in age and younger than her. This gave her a sense of initiative. She looked at the messy tea shop and asked: "Why is the tea shop like this?"
chaos?"
Lu Wuyuan didn't know how to answer for a while. It couldn't be said that he was rummaging through boxes and cabinets. At this moment, Hu Caiwei's eyes were slightly half-closed, and then she was shaking slightly.
Lu Wuyuan, with quick eyes and quick hands, helped Hu Caiwei before she fainted: "What's wrong with you?"
Hu Caiwei slowed down for a moment, opened her eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired."
The work she did was demanding both physically and mentally. She gently took away Lu Wuyuan's hand.
Lu Wuyuan said: "Then sit down first."
Hu Caiwei sat down and looked at Lu Wuyuan: "Can you..."
"Say." Lu Wuyuan didn't know why he became humble. Perhaps he was naturally infected by this woman's peaceful temperament.
