With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

in the afternoon.

Under the leadership of Wang Zihao, they returned to the village.

After passing a lake similar to a reservoir, the car stopped at a two-story building covered with red and white tiles.

After they got out of the car, they went up the steps to the outside yard.

"Second Uncle Zeng."

Wang Zihao stood at the gate of the courtyard and called out for help before entering.

Da da da--

A lean but strong yellow and black dog walked out of the gate with its head tilted.

When it saw Wang Zihao, its drooping tail immediately began to wag.

Until Yuan Fang and Qiu Ling followed closely behind him and stepped onto the stairs, only two steps away from the yard.

The dog suddenly made a vigilant grunt, bared its teeth, and stood there barking "Woof woof woof", as if warning strangers not to enter!

"Xiao Bang, don't bite!" A middle-aged man who was eating with a large bowl came out with a frown.

He was tall and thin, with a darker complexion than Wang Zihao. Under his short-sleeved shirt, his muscles were bulging with veins, and one could tell at a glance that he had worked a lot.

The local dog named Xiaobang, who was scolded by him, kept silent, slipped into the house and never came out again.

"Uncle Zeng, why are you eating just now?" Wang Zihao greeted casually as he entered the yard.

Uncle Zeng picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. "I just came back from the city. What's the matter?" he asked directly.

"I brought a friend to buy tea."

"You're out of tea?"

"My friend only wants premium tea and first-grade tea, but we don't have enough in our factory."

Uncle Zeng nodded and shouted into the room, "Chengcheng, pour three cups of tea." Finally, he turned around and glanced at the three people, "You sit down first. After I finish my meal, I will take you to the factory to check out the goods."

The small Western-style building was built in the style of a villa. Its appearance is simple and unpretentious, but the interior decoration is very grand.

There was a separate reception room here. Not long after they sat down, a young man about the same age as Wang Zihao came in with three cups of tea.

After putting down the teacup, he nodded politely to the others, "Brother Wang Zi, Brother Yuan Fang, this is..."

"My friend, Qiu Ling." Yuan Fang said.

The man glanced at Qiu Ling and said, "Hello, Miss Qiu. You guys have some tea and I'll go on with my meal." He smiled shyly and hurriedly left the living room.

Qiu Ling, who was called "Sister Qiu" for the first time, scratched her head out of discomfort.

Wang Zihao was not surprised. The youngest son of his second uncle Zeng was the type who was introverted and spoke little. He would blush when talking to girls.

A quarter past three.

Led by Uncle Zeng, they went to a tea garden.

After the picking season, the vast tea garden is no longer seen with tea pickers.

But you can still smell the earthy scent of the green mountains and the fragrance of the leaves.

After crossing the mountain, they came to a factory.

Like Wang Zihao, Uncle Zeng first brewed the tea produced by his own factory for Qiu Ling to taste.

The teas are from the same place and made using the same traditional techniques, but they are so similar that Qiu Ling really can't taste the difference.

Only after Yuan Fang nodded did Qiu Ling feel relieved.

She said, "The tea is very good. I want to buy premium tea and first-class tea. I wonder how much Uncle Zeng can sell it to me?"

Since she was brought by Wang Zihao, she naturally followed him to call for help.

Uncle Zeng took out the delivery note, looked through it carefully, and then said, "I can sell you at most 80 kilograms of premium tea, and 700 kilograms of first-grade tea. There is no more."

Although it is still very little, it is better than nothing.

There are still several factories I haven't visited, but a little bit can add up to a lot!

"Okay, what's the price?"

"Fine tea costs 1500 yuan per kilo, and first-class tea costs 800 yuan per kilo."

Uncle Zeng and Qiu Ling had no personal relationship, so for the sake of Wang Zihao's father's face, it was already good enough for him to take a shortcut and sell tea to her. It was impossible to reduce the price.

Qiu Ling naturally understood this and paid the money without bargaining.

After signing the contract, Qiu Ling gave the address to Uncle Zeng, but did not ask him to ship the goods immediately.

She had to go to other places next, so even if she sent the goods back to Yangcheng, there would be no one to sign for them.

Let's wait until she finishes her work.

Next, I visited five more factories in succession.

I bought 110 kilograms of fine tea and 2400 kilograms of first-grade tea respectively.

When we came out of the last factory, the sun had already set. The sky was dyed with crimson or golden sunset. The wind was still mixed with the residual heat of the scorching sun. Soon, Qiu Ling broke out in a sweat.

The car windows were all open. Wang Zihao held the steering wheel with one hand and leaned on the window with the other hand. He looked at Qiu Ling, who looked tired, in the rearview mirror. "Is this enough?"

A detailed count of today's results shows 390 kilograms of fine tea and 5100 kilograms of first-grade tea.

If all of them were resold at double the price, it would be enough for Qiu Ling to make a fortune.

"Uh... the more the better."

"Not enough?!" Wang Zihao said in shock.

Ordinary tea merchants would purchase a few hundred kilograms at most. Only companies like Yuan Fang, which specialize in selling tea and have independent storefronts and resources, would purchase over a thousand kilograms.

"Lu'an Guapian tea emphasizes freshness. It is unlike Pu'er tea, which becomes more fragrant as it ages. I don't recommend you to stock up." Wang Zihao glanced at Qiu Ling's face and saw that she looked calm and had the leisure to blow the wind. He changed the topic and said, "Of course, if you have sales channels, just ignore what I said."

Qiu Ling met Wang Zihao's eyes and smiled gratefully, "Don't worry, I won't do business at a loss, and I know this."

Last night, she opened the system specifically and confirmed the message in the background.

The netizen named Yue Shang alone can finish the entire batch of Lu'an Guapian tea she bought!

There is no doubt that this is definitely another rich guy!

The students have been complaining about the restaurant closing down recently, so she has to bring some good stuff back, otherwise she won't be able to comfort the sad students and will have to listen to their nagging for several days.

"Then next, we can only buy tea from private tea farmers. I know a few of them. But it's getting late, so let's set off tomorrow morning." Wang Zihao said as he listened to the rumbling sound of his stomach.

They stayed at Wang Zihao's house at night.

His family built a two-story Western-style building of the same style as his uncle Zeng's, except that the former had blue and white tiles on its exterior walls, while the latter had red and white tiles.

Wang Zihao said that his parents were very busy, and even at dinner time, only his grandparents were present.

There was a bathroom in Qiu Ling's room. After dinner and some tea, she felt a little tired, so she went back to her room to wash up and go to bed. Fortunately, she bought new clothes, so she didn't have to fall asleep in clothes that smelled of sweat.

The following day, under the leadership of Wang Zihao, she collected another 300 kilograms of first-grade tea from private tea farmers, but that was all.

This year, the high-quality tea picked in Qishan Village was divided up completely among a number of tea merchants.

After staying in Qishan Village for 2 days, she had bought the tea she needed and it was time to move on to the next destination.

Wang Zihao said he would help them to the end and send them to the city.

As soon as they left, two strong old men appeared in Qishan Village.

Uncle Wang: "Humph, it's a plane and a car, my old bones are almost broken by the bumps!"

Grandpa Rong supported his old comrade and walked forward, "Ah, if you want to drink good tea, you have to come to the place of origin!"

"Besides, I paid for the plane tickets and the car, what are you complaining about?"

Arrogant Uncle Wang: "...Humph."