On the first day of stall practice at the Qianmen Building, when there was not much traffic on the street, Li Jie once again demonstrated the correct posture of shouting to three young men.
"Two words make a big bowl of tea, freshly brewed tea with boiling water!"
"Come on, let's rehearse it first and then shout out!"
The three of them looked at me and I looked at you. They hesitated for a long time without making a sound. Li Jie sighed. The three young brothers were still too thin-skinned. When they were practicing in private before, one of them yelled more vigorously than the other. It was really amazing.
I felt embarrassed when I was there.
"Don't worry, we earn money by working, there is no shame! Don't you want to support yourself? The stall has been set up, but if you want to eat, the first step is to put down your dignity and go to the countryside.
It’s time to get into the ‘chicken-stealing’ spirit!”
Yao Wenguang glanced at the other two people. He and Li Jie lived in the same alley. They grew up playing together. He had been back to the city for several months and his job had not been found.
Gifts have been given, and troubles have been made, but the job quota is really tight, and he has been putting it off again and again. He will be 20 years old soon. It is always embarrassing for such an old man to eat food from home every day.
Therefore, when Li Jie found him this time, Yao Wenguang agreed immediately without even thinking about it. For this job opportunity, Yao Wenguang was very grateful to Li Jie. In addition, the two of them were young, so he felt that he had
Need to take the lead.
"Two...two words...a big bowl of tea, boiling water...newly brewed tea!!"
The first sentence was spoken intermittently, and the next sentence, Yao Wenguang gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and roared out. The voice was very loud. Pedestrians within a few dozen meters looked at him sideways, and Fang Yuan and Zhou Tong were even more frightened.
Jump.
"Hey, little brother, do you sell tea here?"
A middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, holding a cowhide bag in his hand, walked to the tea stall, looked around, and asked curiously.
Seeing a customer coming to the door, Li Jie hurriedly stepped forward and responded with a smile: "Yes, it costs two cents a bowl. All the ingredients are high-end. As soon as you drink it, the jasmine fragrance will slowly come out!"
After introducing the tea leaves on the stall, Li Jie pointed to the neatly arranged tea bags on the other side: "By the way, we also sell tea bags part-time here, and they are all sifted from No. 5 and above tea bags."
The middle-aged man in a white shirt immediately became interested when he saw the tea bag.
"Oh? Do you still sell high-end shoes here?"
Gao Mo'er is the broken pieces of high-grade tea, the quality of high-grade tea, and the price of low-grade tea. The reason why the middle-aged man is curious is because during a special period, Gao Mo'er has been beaten into the four olds, which is said to make the
The remnants of the working people and the bourgeoisie.
If it weren't for the banner of old man Yang Jianhua, Li Jie might not be able to get the raw materials from the supply and marketing cooperative. After all, although he has been rehabilitated now, without the instructions from above, the supply and marketing cooperative would not dare to make the decision privately.
"Yes, the old brand Jinghua, take a look!" Li Jie picked up a bag of tea and waved it.
“Try a bowl and try it!”
The middle-aged man nodded with a smile and took out a two-cent dime note.
"Okay, just wait, I'll pour it for you right now!"
Li Jie and the others arrived here when it was still dark and made a special cup of tea. Now the temperature has almost cooled down and is suitable for drinking. Li Jie skillfully scooped a spoonful of tea leaves and poured it into the bowl. The tea soup was clear, translucent and fragrant.
Overflowing.
"Please!"
The middle-aged man took the tea bowl with a smile. Li Jie's enthusiasm made him feel a little uncomfortable. He secretly thought that if this service attitude could be maintained, it would be nice to have a big bowl of tea every morning when he passed by.
It's not impossible.
Two cents, cheap!
‘Eh!’
'That's the smell!'
The middle-aged man is a frequent visitor to the teahouse and knows all kinds of teas as soon as he drinks them. However, he goes less often recently because there are more children at home and he has to reduce his hobbies.
However, people who love tea cannot give up their tea addiction, but high-end tea often costs more than ten yuan per catty, which is too expensive, and the tea that costs only two and a half cents per catty does not taste good.
In order to buy high broken pieces and Gao Mo'er, he visited many supply and marketing cooperatives, but never found any. Unexpectedly, he saw Gao Mo'er at a roadside stall today.
"That's the taste! Young man, bring me a bag of tea!"
"Great! Chenghui pays 50 cents for a bag of tea!"
The middle-aged man happily took out the 50 cents and took the tea bag happily. It costs 50 cents a bag, which is affordable!
The stall in Qianmen Building still sells large bowls of tea, which is fresh and fresh. This is the first time for ordinary people to see it. Yao Wenguang shouted loudly just now. There was already a circle of people around the stall. The middle-aged man was the first to eat crabs.
The onlookers saw him drinking tea and buying tea bags, and the aroma of tea revealed when Li Jie took off the lid just now, everyone understood instantly.
The tea culture in Sijiucheng is very strong. Teahouses could be seen everywhere a long time ago, but in recent years there have been fewer and fewer people. There are not many passers-by who like middle-aged men who like tea.
The news of the re-selling of Gao Mo'er has not yet spread on a large scale. Many people thought that it was only sold here, so they donated generously, either drinking a bowl of tea soup to quench their thirst, or buying a bag of tea to quench their greed.
Everyone who goes out at this time is an office worker, and no one is short of two cents in their pockets. Soda drinks cost only 15 cents. Compared with soda drinks, the price of a large bowl of tea is obviously much more affordable.
Seeing that more and more people were gathering in front of the tea stall, Li Jie alone could not keep up the workload. Yao Wenguang, Fang Yuan, and Zhou Tong had no choice but to temporarily put aside their reserve and put in work.
This work lasted most of the day. At this time, the big bowl of tea was still a new thing. There were many curious people, and Chinese people have the custom of joining in the fun. Others saw that there were many people surrounding the tea stall, and more and more people stopped.
After one walk, another one came immediately. The four of them were busy without touching the ground. Li Jie had a good foundation and exercised regularly. This kind of intense work was nothing to him, but the other three were a little bit.
I can't bear it anymore.
Mechanically ladling tea soup, washing dishes, boiling water, making tea, and moving tea buckets. Half a day of high-intensity labor left them feeling sore in their arms and even more tired than when they jumped in line.
If it had been two or three months ago, the three of them would have started to give up. This work was much more tiring than they imagined. They were so busy that they didn't even have time to drink water, and they had to hold in their urine.
As it approached noon, the weather gradually became hotter, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, and the flow of customers in front of the tea stalls also decreased a lot.
Yao Wenguang held it in for two or three hours, feeling that his bladder was about to explode. He finally waited until there were fewer customers, said a word, and rushed out without waiting for others to react.