After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

West Lake Longjing is a famous tea in the south of the Yangtze River, but it was originally only famous in the south of the Yangtze River.

Due to transportation restrictions and high tea production costs, even traveling merchants are rarely willing to purchase.

The purchase price alone is a considerable expense.

If the dried tea leaves encounter rainy weather on the road, the whole piece of tea will probably become moldy if they get a drop of rain.

If the taste of the tea is not good, it cannot be sold at a good price.

Only those with more financial resources would buy in smaller quantities, wrap them in layer upon layer of oil paper to seal them, and transport them in covered horse-drawn carriages to be sold at a high price in the wealthy Kyoto city. Only in this way could they make some money.

It was also thanks to these traveling merchants that the officials in Kyoto had the opportunity to taste it.

It happened that Da Zhao had just been established and there was a lot of work to be done. His Majesty was so anxious about state affairs that his mouth was filled with bubbles. The officials in Kyoto sent people to Jiangnan to ask the local officials in Jiangnan to pay tribute.

The official from Jiangnan was also very decisive in his work. He took the pre-rain Longjing tea from the area and filled a horse-drawn carriage with it and sent it over.

His Majesty felt that it tasted good after drinking it, so he gave a lot of this Longjing tea to officials above the third rank.

Father Jiang’s rank was not high enough, so naturally he could not receive the imperial gifts, but it was inevitable that some families would give them out to entertain guests.

After he unexpectedly tasted it, he remembered that he had a daughter who loved tea as much as he did, so he sent someone to Jiangnan to purchase more.

The news that the emperor loved Longjing before the rain spread back to Jiangnan, and Longjing tea became popular throughout the country, and the price also rose sharply.

Itinerant merchants love it. The cost is already high, and if it can be sold at a high price, it will be much more cost-effective than those fragile gold and silver objects.

At the same time that Jiang's father sent people to Jiangnan, merchants from all over the country brought West Lake Longjing tea to Kyoto to sell. This time, Jiang's father bought a lot for his daughter.

Of course, the people who were sent out were not easily sent back. They were only sent a message to ask them to go and look for Longjing before the rain.

Once tea was associated with imperial power, even if the rich and powerful flocked to it, the scarce Rain-Prediction Longjing tea in the area would have been bought up before the people sent there even arrived in Jiangnan.

Fortunately, one of Jiang's men had some medical skills and by chance saved a tea farmer's child.

Only with the recommendation of a local was I able to get two kilograms of pre-rain Longjing tea.

However, despite all the twists and turns, when Bai's mother finally drank it, she was still so moved that tears filled her eyes.

Not only is the fragrance of the tea refreshing, but I am also moved by my father's heart.

The family had to live under the wishes of their grandfather and step-grandmother, and the only money they had at their disposal was the monthly salary of Jiang's father and the dowry of Jiang's mother.

Even so, Jiang's father sent people he trusted to Jiangnan just so that his daughter could taste the most fashionable tea at the time.

But in a family of doctors, how could it be possible that all the servants around them knew medical skills?

The only person around Jiang's father was also trained by his father for his son. At that time, he still had the possibility of inheriting the position of head of the family.

But as his stepmother's son began to emerge, the head of the Jiang family had better options, so how could he even look at his eldest son?

Life has become a little more difficult, but how can one not be moved to tears by such sincere love for his daughter?

In the second year, with the experience of the first year, Jiangnan began to expand the area of ​​tea tree planting, and Pre-Rain Longjing was no longer so scarce, and could even be sold in Kyoto.

The price is still high, and even if you can afford it, you have to buy it in limited quantities.

But Baimu can drink some every year, and her favorite West Lake Longjing tea has never been out of stock.

……

Mother Bai held the cup of tea, her thoughts drifting far away. When she recalled that time, her heart was always warm.

If he loved his parents so much, why would he be willing to exchange his daughter for his future?

The past cannot be retrieved, and she is not someone who likes to be stuck in the past.

But now, the Jiang family in Jiangzhou Prefecture still has this pre-rain Longjing tea on hand, how can it not make people feel upset!

Mother Bai put away her gentle look and glanced at Father Jiang.

The person who was chattering the last second suddenly became quiet.

"You're welcome. I'm here today to discuss something with you." Bai's mother's voice was not loud, but there was a rare severity in her words.

Unlike the harshness with which he reprimanded the Bai brothers, there was a bit of love in it.

Today's severity is without any other connotation, just like talking to a stranger on the street, without intimacy, but also without deliberate alienation, just stating the truth in a plain and straightforward manner.

Father Jiang's eyes were always on his daughter, and when Mother Bai picked up the teacup, her eyes were full of hope.

Just the words he said dealt him a heavy blow.

He also knew that he couldn't rush into reconciling with his daughter, so he could only suppress his emotions.

His voice was as soft and gentle as when he was a child: "If you have something to say, just tell me directly. There is no need to discuss it with me."

After saying this, he stroked his beard with his hand and glanced at Bai's mother with some resentment in his eyes.

Bai Qingyun was sitting opposite, and could see everything in Jiang's father's eyes.

She looked at Mr. Bai again, and her eyes twitched as expected: Is this... a change of strategy?

It’s useless to play the emotional card of the past.

If there was anyone that Bai Qingyun resembled for his soft-heartedness, it would naturally be his mother.

Now even Bai Qingyun is curious whether his mother's attitude will change as Jiang's father changes his strategy.

The father and daughter watched the excitement and secretly...

Bai Qingyun blinked: Dad, I bet mom will not be soft-hearted, what do you think?

Father Bai picked up the teacup to hide his guilty conscience and glanced at Bai Qingyun: What a joke, I don’t even know your mother. She wanted to take the injured puppy at the east end of the village to see a doctor.

Bai Qingyun noticed that his mother was looking at him vaguely, and he felt distressed: Dad, you still don’t understand my mother, I know your wife better than you do!

When Father Bai saw Bai Qingyun's provocative look, he thought, it was okay for his dignity as a father to be lost, but how could his dignity as a husband be lost as well?

He narrowed his eyes slightly: Let me bet, your mother is definitely soft-hearted!

That look also contained a bit of determination.

Bai Qingyun responded with a provocative look: Okay, let’s bet, how about the loser agreeing to one of the other party’s requests?

Father Bai had no doubts and agreed happily, while he was still thinking in his mind: If I win, I will make this girl my mobile wine jar, and I can ask her for a drink whenever I want, and I won't be afraid that my wife will confiscate it!

Father Bai was so absorbed in his thoughts that he naturally didn't notice the disdainful looks others gave him.

Mother Bai glared at him imperceptibly, and when her eyes passed by Bai Qingyun, she caught a glimpse of him looking at her with his big white teeth bared. She tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth and acted as usual.

But I never dare to pay attention to the two unreliable people opposite me again.

He exhaled a breath of foul air and asked in a normal tone, "Didn't you build a house in Dayang Village? When do you plan to move in?"