Great Imperial Merchant
Chapter 152 Plan
In summer, the lotus pond is sparkling.
Yang Zhongyuan was sitting in the tea room, thinking about the new menu while calculating the accounts.
Now it is the end of July, the branch has opened, and the new teas of Mingqian are also on the market one after another.
Fumanlou has completely established itself in Quzhou. They have also participated in the two quarterly meetings of the Quzhou Chamber of Commerce this year, and they are already familiar faces.
Cheng Weizhe became more and more busy, and Yang Zhongyuan also got busy after recuperating for a month. However, the baby in their house was a bit hot these days, so Yang Zhongyuan didn't go to the shop anymore, but worked at home.
Speaking of this child, he was so anxious when he was born, but he was not a troublemaker after he came out.Every day, I go to bed when I am full, and only cry when I feel wet and uncomfortable, and I can smile again after being coaxed.
Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe loved him to the bottom of their hearts, wishing they could watch him by the cradle every day.But outside business still had to be done, and the whole family had to eat, so they had to buy a few more servants to let Zhou Quanxu and Zicao take care of the children during the day.
Even so, when they returned home every night, the two fathers had to take a good look at their sons so that they could eat with peace of mind.
Yang Zhongyuan was looking at the account book seriously, when suddenly the child in the cradle next to him made a small sound, he hurriedly put down his pen, and went to look at him.
My son is four months old, he was born in March, and he is much stronger now.A pair of eyes are particularly beautiful, shiny black, just like the most precious oriental pearls.
Yang Zhongyuan lay on the edge of the cradle, looked down at him seriously, and saw that the child woke up at some point and was whimpering and biting the hem of his clothes.
He looks the same every day now, he's a good eater, and he's a solid young man.Seeing his father watching him, the little guy may not recognize anyone, but he knows how to call out to attract attention.
The expression on Yang Zhongyuan's face became more and more gentle. He bent down and took his son out of the cradle, carefully hugged him into his arms, and slowly rocked him.
Zicao heard the movement in the room and hurried in to have a look. Yang Zhongyuan ordered him to prepare the milk fruit, and touched his son's white and tender buttocks.
There is no need to change the urine if it is not wet.
Zicao quickly brought a new milk fruit, the milk fruit was soft, with a little bit of skin pierced on it, and put it in the child's mouth for him to suck.Babies are easy to get hungry, and they will babble non-stop when they smell the milk fruit.
Yang Zhongyuan smiled and pinched his little butt, sat on the couch and hugged him to feed him milk juice: "Snack guy, I don't know who I followed."
He was just saying a few words to tease the child, but Cheng Weizhe's voice came from outside the door: "Who did you say you followed, you are the only chef in our family."
Ever since the child was born, Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan were always at home no matter how far they traveled outside. Every afternoon, if they were not busy, they would rush home early to take care of the child. Yang Zhongyuan didn't find it strange that he came back now.
"Okay, okay, the children have followed me, okay." Yang Zhongyuan gave him a blank look, but the expression on his face did not change.
As soon as Cheng Weizhe came back from the outside, he hurried over to see his son as soon as he entered the door. Yang Zhongyuan saw that his clothes hadn't been changed yet, so he said, "I'm watching at home. Why are you in such a hurry to come back? Hurry up and change your clothes."
"I miss him, and I miss you too." Cheng Weizhe said, came over and kissed him on the cheek, but went upstairs without touching the child.
The son's small mouth was very strong, and he finished eating a milk fruit in a short time. He smashed his mouth, as if he was still thinking about it, and Shaoqing grabbed Yang Zhongyuan's clothes with his hands carelessly for a moment.
Yang Zhongyuan was caught by his hair, and he didn't get angry when it hurt. He smiled and opened his hand, and nodded his little nose dotingly: "Bad boy."
When Cheng Weizhe came back from changing clothes, he saw this scene.He only felt that his eyes were hot and humid, and the satisfaction in his heart was indescribable.
"Come on, Doudou, let father hug you." Cheng Weizhe walked to Yang Zhongyuan's side and lifted his son from his lover's arms.
The child is only four months old, and his bones are still not strong. The two of them have been taught by Zhou Quanxu for a long time, and their movements are more regular.
Yang Jincheng, whose nickname was Doudou, was suddenly changed into another embrace, and he didn't show any dissatisfaction. He was drooling and chewing on his fingers, enjoying himself.
Cheng Weizhe picked him up and walked slowly around the tea room.
"I've already contacted the Cao Gang, and I will let Li Yi take his grandson to Danluo in a few days. The tea tree is settled." Cheng Weizhe said while coaxing his son.
"Who is Danluo looking for to be responsible? If you can't find the right person, you'll be in trouble. The tea gardens in Qili Village are pretty good, so just find the ones you're used to working with." Yang Zhongyuan tidied up his account books, looked at their father and son with a smile and said .
"I asked Li Yi to bring a letter to the shopkeeper of the previous teahouse. He has worked with me for many years and is a kind person. It should be fine."
When they were in Danluo, they didn't have the scenery in Quzhou, but the shopkeeper of the teahouse took good care of them both, and he was always kind every day, he was a nice person.
"Okay, let's see if the shopkeeper is willing to do it. If he is willing, he will be in charge of Danluo's tea garden in the future. He also understands tea, so it is most suitable."
Cheng Weizhe turned his head and smiled at him, knowing that the matter was settled.
The two of them talked about the fortification for a while, and Doudou snored again after eating and drinking. He fell asleep but didn't wake up honestly.
Seeing that he had fallen asleep, Yang Zhongyuan hurriedly stood up and re-rolled the cradle, and then Cheng Weizhe carefully put his son on the bed: "This kid is really strong."
Cheng Weizhe muttered something, but he was full of complacency inside and out.
The two of them stood by the cradle and looked at it for a long time before they walked to the side and sat down on the couch.
Yang Zhongyuan poured him a cup of hot tea, and said with a smile: "The imperial capital's tea fight in spring is over. This year, Qian Chongxue and Cai's Man Tingfang won. The other loose teas are also almost half to half. And next year's The tea fight was decided by the county government a few years ago, Ah Zhe, are you sure?"
Cheng Weizhe paused while holding the teacup, but still soaked the warm tea soup into his heart: "The Gu family started out making green tea, whether it is Chongling Xueya or Qianchongxue, they are all based on green tea. Man Ting Fang from the Cai family is black tea, you haven’t tasted it, but the master said that the taste is just borrowed from Xiao Ronghua’s three parts of the original taste, and it’s a little bit worse in the two characters of ‘Fu’ and ‘Strong’, if It’s not that there is no small glory in the world, so how can there be a place for the Cai family to be full of Tingfang.”
Originally, Yang Zhongyuan was listening to his analysis carefully, but at the end he suddenly heard that "there is no such thing as a little glory in the world", and he immediately felt desolate in his heart.
"Azhe, I was doing well in the palace back then. I was lucky enough to taste Xiaoronghua Chen tea in the early years. The tea was old and not made by the Han family, but it was quite delicious. I remember that the color of the tea soup was really red. It is bright and clear, and if you boil a pot at noon, there will be a lingering fragrance in the room all day long, but the fragrance is not suffocating, it is clear and slightly sweet, and it is the top grade. However, there is no old tea for the reunion of dragon and phoenix. Many people in the palace said , the reunion of the dragon and the phoenix has turned into a fairy luan, and there is nowhere to follow, ever since something happened to the Han family that year, the most famous reunion of the dragon and the phoenix has become a legend."
When Cheng Weizhe saw him unconsciously talking about his early years, he listened very carefully.It has been more than two years since he returned home, but he can count the number of times he mentioned his life in the past ten years.Even if he said it, it would be insignificant and interesting things, those hardships were not mentioned at all, and those difficult years were just as if they did not exist.
"Actually, when Master discussed with me about buying tea in Danluo, I had some understanding. He had already taught me Xiao Ronghua's recipe, but if we want to win the championship in one fell swoop, we should do better than before. .As for the reunion of the dragon and the phoenix, there is no rush."
Yang Zhongyuan also knew about this, he knew in his heart that Han Shiqian imparted all he had learned, not for the resurgence of the Han family, but because he wanted the two children to make Fumanlou's own tea cakes.
The prosperity and wealth of the Han family have been lost in history, just like the reunion between Xiao Ronghua and the dragon and phoenix in the past, the past is finally over, and he has passed on his craftsmanship, which is no longer an insult to his ancestors.
"Master... this life is also suffering." Yang Zhongyuan said, and asked him again, "You haven't answered my question yet, shall we go next year or the year after? Are you sure?"
Cheng Weizhe has been busy in the courtyard specially converted into a teahouse recently, and Yang Zhongyuan knew that he was trying to make new tea, so he rarely bothered him.However, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help feeling a little anxious because he had been busy for so long and didn't get to know himself.
In fact, it's not that Cheng Weizhe didn't say anything, it's just that the loose tea fried in a small pot is different from tea cakes. It tastes good to him. I don't know if it will taste better after being pressed into tea cakes and sealed.Moreover, the black tea he is currently using is just left over from the previous winter, and it is different from the young leaves they choose by themselves.
If you want to make a fighting product, you can’t just try it casually. The best buds should be used for the buds, and the amount of auxiliary flavors added in it must be considered. The precious fragrance is strong.
"I have tried it a few times recently, and the taste is probably stable, but I haven't bought the tea from Beidi yet. Once I buy the best special tea, I will start making it." Cheng Weizhe thought for a while, and said.
The tea cakes they want to participate in the tea fight this time not only can't use Xiaoronghua, but also better and more fragrant than Xiaoronghua, which is difficult.But Cheng Weizhe is a quick-witted person, and has the taste of Han Shiqian who has been alone in these years. After all, he has studied many variants.
One of them not only added the new peach that Xiaoronghua already had, but also added a very small amount of fragrant slices and pear blossoms. When it was finally out of the pot, the aroma was quite complex. It smelled like a tea, but after boiling it was It is another kind, and when I drink it in the mouth, I feel that there is still a difference, and it is really very mouth-watering.
After Han Shiqian tasted it, even his usual gentle expression changed, and he rarely showed some joy: "This time, it's quite good."
Cheng Weizhe didn't tell Yang Zhongyuan about this, recently there are a lot of new dishes in the store, he has been working very hard, running back and forth between the main branch and the main store, for fear of making any mistakes.It's not good to bother him with this matter, if it works for a while and doesn't work for a while.
After listening to his words, Yang Zhongyuan felt relieved, and sighed after thinking about it: "To be honest, I still think the tea made by Master is the best. However, you do a good job. I am very happy to give you the pot before my birthday." like."
A few days ago on Yang Zhongyuan's birthday, Cheng Weizhe specially made him a small pot of tea.There are his favorite pears in it, and the taste is a bit sweet and bitter, but it is completely Yang Zhongyuan's favorite taste.
Cheng Weizhe's understanding of him is like the most suitable pot of tea, whether outsiders like it or not, it can warm his heart.
"Why did I listen to the praise I said so reluctantly later? No, I don't feel very good in my heart, rub it for me." Cheng Weizhe said, and was about to hold his hand and stick it to his chest.
It is summer now, all the outer doors in the teahouse are open, and you can see the lotus pond when you look up.Yang Zhongyuan blushed immediately after being made by him, and gave him a blank look: "What are you doing nonsense!"
Cheng Weizhe leaned over with a playful smile and made a fuss for a while, enjoying their time together before giving up.
"However, we also sell Ronghua in our own shop, which is nothing. There will be no such good opportunities in the future, so we can sell it a little lower than the market price. But this tea for imperial offerings, I always feel that I grow it at my doorstep. Some. Tell me, can Ronghua tea trees be planted here in Quzhou?"
It's not that Cheng Weizhe doesn't worry about this problem. Although water and land transportation in Quzhou is very convenient, it is very far away from Danluo. If there is any mistake there, no matter how carefully they arrange it, it will be beyond their reach, not to mention that it is still the territory of the Cai family.
However, it doesn’t mean that tea trees can be exchanged for land. Danluo has a northern climate, which is colder than Quzhou in winter and summer, and because there is less rain, it is relatively dry in spring and autumn, which is very different from Quzhou.
Although tea trees are not delicate, they cannot survive casually. You can know a thing or two by looking at the varieties of tea trees in different places.
But Yang Zhongyuan was very active. He thought about it and said: "The local dark tea in Quzhou is not very good, so few people sell it. Tell me, is it feasible for us to marry Quzhou dark tea with Ronghua? Moreover, when you talk about heat and cold, Quzhou County is indeed hotter than Danluo, but the surrounding area is not necessarily so, what do you think... how about Chongling?"
Generally speaking, the mountains are relatively cold and cool. Chongling is not far from Quzhou, and it can be reached by horseback in a day, so it is a good place.
Cheng Weizhe's eyes lit up when he heard it. Although Daliang's planting skills have always been very good, it is impossible for ordinary people to put a lot of effort into planting flowers and trees from other places.But Yang Zhongyuan has been in the palace for so many years, what is there in that glorious Yong'an Palace?Even in the middle of winter, the unique desert rose can bloom in the desert, which is basically impossible in the common understanding of the people.
Cheng Weizhe himself has indeed learned how to grow tea trees, but he is not proficient in it. If he wants to study it seriously, he still needs to rely on Lao Sun, an old tea farmer.
"Xiao Yuan, you are so smart, you can even think of such a method. I will write a letter to someone to send it later, asking them to bring back dozens of tea trees this time. There must be all kinds of tea trees. Let's go slowly." Study slowly, it will take a long time, and it will always be planted."
The two of them had a discussion like this, and suddenly felt that the future was very bright.
They sat in the tea room with the breeze blowing, and the son in the cradle beside them was sleeping soundly. Even the gods did not have such a happy life.
Yang Zhongyuan was sitting in the tea room, thinking about the new menu while calculating the accounts.
Now it is the end of July, the branch has opened, and the new teas of Mingqian are also on the market one after another.
Fumanlou has completely established itself in Quzhou. They have also participated in the two quarterly meetings of the Quzhou Chamber of Commerce this year, and they are already familiar faces.
Cheng Weizhe became more and more busy, and Yang Zhongyuan also got busy after recuperating for a month. However, the baby in their house was a bit hot these days, so Yang Zhongyuan didn't go to the shop anymore, but worked at home.
Speaking of this child, he was so anxious when he was born, but he was not a troublemaker after he came out.Every day, I go to bed when I am full, and only cry when I feel wet and uncomfortable, and I can smile again after being coaxed.
Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe loved him to the bottom of their hearts, wishing they could watch him by the cradle every day.But outside business still had to be done, and the whole family had to eat, so they had to buy a few more servants to let Zhou Quanxu and Zicao take care of the children during the day.
Even so, when they returned home every night, the two fathers had to take a good look at their sons so that they could eat with peace of mind.
Yang Zhongyuan was looking at the account book seriously, when suddenly the child in the cradle next to him made a small sound, he hurriedly put down his pen, and went to look at him.
My son is four months old, he was born in March, and he is much stronger now.A pair of eyes are particularly beautiful, shiny black, just like the most precious oriental pearls.
Yang Zhongyuan lay on the edge of the cradle, looked down at him seriously, and saw that the child woke up at some point and was whimpering and biting the hem of his clothes.
He looks the same every day now, he's a good eater, and he's a solid young man.Seeing his father watching him, the little guy may not recognize anyone, but he knows how to call out to attract attention.
The expression on Yang Zhongyuan's face became more and more gentle. He bent down and took his son out of the cradle, carefully hugged him into his arms, and slowly rocked him.
Zicao heard the movement in the room and hurried in to have a look. Yang Zhongyuan ordered him to prepare the milk fruit, and touched his son's white and tender buttocks.
There is no need to change the urine if it is not wet.
Zicao quickly brought a new milk fruit, the milk fruit was soft, with a little bit of skin pierced on it, and put it in the child's mouth for him to suck.Babies are easy to get hungry, and they will babble non-stop when they smell the milk fruit.
Yang Zhongyuan smiled and pinched his little butt, sat on the couch and hugged him to feed him milk juice: "Snack guy, I don't know who I followed."
He was just saying a few words to tease the child, but Cheng Weizhe's voice came from outside the door: "Who did you say you followed, you are the only chef in our family."
Ever since the child was born, Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan were always at home no matter how far they traveled outside. Every afternoon, if they were not busy, they would rush home early to take care of the child. Yang Zhongyuan didn't find it strange that he came back now.
"Okay, okay, the children have followed me, okay." Yang Zhongyuan gave him a blank look, but the expression on his face did not change.
As soon as Cheng Weizhe came back from the outside, he hurried over to see his son as soon as he entered the door. Yang Zhongyuan saw that his clothes hadn't been changed yet, so he said, "I'm watching at home. Why are you in such a hurry to come back? Hurry up and change your clothes."
"I miss him, and I miss you too." Cheng Weizhe said, came over and kissed him on the cheek, but went upstairs without touching the child.
The son's small mouth was very strong, and he finished eating a milk fruit in a short time. He smashed his mouth, as if he was still thinking about it, and Shaoqing grabbed Yang Zhongyuan's clothes with his hands carelessly for a moment.
Yang Zhongyuan was caught by his hair, and he didn't get angry when it hurt. He smiled and opened his hand, and nodded his little nose dotingly: "Bad boy."
When Cheng Weizhe came back from changing clothes, he saw this scene.He only felt that his eyes were hot and humid, and the satisfaction in his heart was indescribable.
"Come on, Doudou, let father hug you." Cheng Weizhe walked to Yang Zhongyuan's side and lifted his son from his lover's arms.
The child is only four months old, and his bones are still not strong. The two of them have been taught by Zhou Quanxu for a long time, and their movements are more regular.
Yang Jincheng, whose nickname was Doudou, was suddenly changed into another embrace, and he didn't show any dissatisfaction. He was drooling and chewing on his fingers, enjoying himself.
Cheng Weizhe picked him up and walked slowly around the tea room.
"I've already contacted the Cao Gang, and I will let Li Yi take his grandson to Danluo in a few days. The tea tree is settled." Cheng Weizhe said while coaxing his son.
"Who is Danluo looking for to be responsible? If you can't find the right person, you'll be in trouble. The tea gardens in Qili Village are pretty good, so just find the ones you're used to working with." Yang Zhongyuan tidied up his account books, looked at their father and son with a smile and said .
"I asked Li Yi to bring a letter to the shopkeeper of the previous teahouse. He has worked with me for many years and is a kind person. It should be fine."
When they were in Danluo, they didn't have the scenery in Quzhou, but the shopkeeper of the teahouse took good care of them both, and he was always kind every day, he was a nice person.
"Okay, let's see if the shopkeeper is willing to do it. If he is willing, he will be in charge of Danluo's tea garden in the future. He also understands tea, so it is most suitable."
Cheng Weizhe turned his head and smiled at him, knowing that the matter was settled.
The two of them talked about the fortification for a while, and Doudou snored again after eating and drinking. He fell asleep but didn't wake up honestly.
Seeing that he had fallen asleep, Yang Zhongyuan hurriedly stood up and re-rolled the cradle, and then Cheng Weizhe carefully put his son on the bed: "This kid is really strong."
Cheng Weizhe muttered something, but he was full of complacency inside and out.
The two of them stood by the cradle and looked at it for a long time before they walked to the side and sat down on the couch.
Yang Zhongyuan poured him a cup of hot tea, and said with a smile: "The imperial capital's tea fight in spring is over. This year, Qian Chongxue and Cai's Man Tingfang won. The other loose teas are also almost half to half. And next year's The tea fight was decided by the county government a few years ago, Ah Zhe, are you sure?"
Cheng Weizhe paused while holding the teacup, but still soaked the warm tea soup into his heart: "The Gu family started out making green tea, whether it is Chongling Xueya or Qianchongxue, they are all based on green tea. Man Ting Fang from the Cai family is black tea, you haven’t tasted it, but the master said that the taste is just borrowed from Xiao Ronghua’s three parts of the original taste, and it’s a little bit worse in the two characters of ‘Fu’ and ‘Strong’, if It’s not that there is no small glory in the world, so how can there be a place for the Cai family to be full of Tingfang.”
Originally, Yang Zhongyuan was listening to his analysis carefully, but at the end he suddenly heard that "there is no such thing as a little glory in the world", and he immediately felt desolate in his heart.
"Azhe, I was doing well in the palace back then. I was lucky enough to taste Xiaoronghua Chen tea in the early years. The tea was old and not made by the Han family, but it was quite delicious. I remember that the color of the tea soup was really red. It is bright and clear, and if you boil a pot at noon, there will be a lingering fragrance in the room all day long, but the fragrance is not suffocating, it is clear and slightly sweet, and it is the top grade. However, there is no old tea for the reunion of dragon and phoenix. Many people in the palace said , the reunion of the dragon and the phoenix has turned into a fairy luan, and there is nowhere to follow, ever since something happened to the Han family that year, the most famous reunion of the dragon and the phoenix has become a legend."
When Cheng Weizhe saw him unconsciously talking about his early years, he listened very carefully.It has been more than two years since he returned home, but he can count the number of times he mentioned his life in the past ten years.Even if he said it, it would be insignificant and interesting things, those hardships were not mentioned at all, and those difficult years were just as if they did not exist.
"Actually, when Master discussed with me about buying tea in Danluo, I had some understanding. He had already taught me Xiao Ronghua's recipe, but if we want to win the championship in one fell swoop, we should do better than before. .As for the reunion of the dragon and the phoenix, there is no rush."
Yang Zhongyuan also knew about this, he knew in his heart that Han Shiqian imparted all he had learned, not for the resurgence of the Han family, but because he wanted the two children to make Fumanlou's own tea cakes.
The prosperity and wealth of the Han family have been lost in history, just like the reunion between Xiao Ronghua and the dragon and phoenix in the past, the past is finally over, and he has passed on his craftsmanship, which is no longer an insult to his ancestors.
"Master... this life is also suffering." Yang Zhongyuan said, and asked him again, "You haven't answered my question yet, shall we go next year or the year after? Are you sure?"
Cheng Weizhe has been busy in the courtyard specially converted into a teahouse recently, and Yang Zhongyuan knew that he was trying to make new tea, so he rarely bothered him.However, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help feeling a little anxious because he had been busy for so long and didn't get to know himself.
In fact, it's not that Cheng Weizhe didn't say anything, it's just that the loose tea fried in a small pot is different from tea cakes. It tastes good to him. I don't know if it will taste better after being pressed into tea cakes and sealed.Moreover, the black tea he is currently using is just left over from the previous winter, and it is different from the young leaves they choose by themselves.
If you want to make a fighting product, you can’t just try it casually. The best buds should be used for the buds, and the amount of auxiliary flavors added in it must be considered. The precious fragrance is strong.
"I have tried it a few times recently, and the taste is probably stable, but I haven't bought the tea from Beidi yet. Once I buy the best special tea, I will start making it." Cheng Weizhe thought for a while, and said.
The tea cakes they want to participate in the tea fight this time not only can't use Xiaoronghua, but also better and more fragrant than Xiaoronghua, which is difficult.But Cheng Weizhe is a quick-witted person, and has the taste of Han Shiqian who has been alone in these years. After all, he has studied many variants.
One of them not only added the new peach that Xiaoronghua already had, but also added a very small amount of fragrant slices and pear blossoms. When it was finally out of the pot, the aroma was quite complex. It smelled like a tea, but after boiling it was It is another kind, and when I drink it in the mouth, I feel that there is still a difference, and it is really very mouth-watering.
After Han Shiqian tasted it, even his usual gentle expression changed, and he rarely showed some joy: "This time, it's quite good."
Cheng Weizhe didn't tell Yang Zhongyuan about this, recently there are a lot of new dishes in the store, he has been working very hard, running back and forth between the main branch and the main store, for fear of making any mistakes.It's not good to bother him with this matter, if it works for a while and doesn't work for a while.
After listening to his words, Yang Zhongyuan felt relieved, and sighed after thinking about it: "To be honest, I still think the tea made by Master is the best. However, you do a good job. I am very happy to give you the pot before my birthday." like."
A few days ago on Yang Zhongyuan's birthday, Cheng Weizhe specially made him a small pot of tea.There are his favorite pears in it, and the taste is a bit sweet and bitter, but it is completely Yang Zhongyuan's favorite taste.
Cheng Weizhe's understanding of him is like the most suitable pot of tea, whether outsiders like it or not, it can warm his heart.
"Why did I listen to the praise I said so reluctantly later? No, I don't feel very good in my heart, rub it for me." Cheng Weizhe said, and was about to hold his hand and stick it to his chest.
It is summer now, all the outer doors in the teahouse are open, and you can see the lotus pond when you look up.Yang Zhongyuan blushed immediately after being made by him, and gave him a blank look: "What are you doing nonsense!"
Cheng Weizhe leaned over with a playful smile and made a fuss for a while, enjoying their time together before giving up.
"However, we also sell Ronghua in our own shop, which is nothing. There will be no such good opportunities in the future, so we can sell it a little lower than the market price. But this tea for imperial offerings, I always feel that I grow it at my doorstep. Some. Tell me, can Ronghua tea trees be planted here in Quzhou?"
It's not that Cheng Weizhe doesn't worry about this problem. Although water and land transportation in Quzhou is very convenient, it is very far away from Danluo. If there is any mistake there, no matter how carefully they arrange it, it will be beyond their reach, not to mention that it is still the territory of the Cai family.
However, it doesn’t mean that tea trees can be exchanged for land. Danluo has a northern climate, which is colder than Quzhou in winter and summer, and because there is less rain, it is relatively dry in spring and autumn, which is very different from Quzhou.
Although tea trees are not delicate, they cannot survive casually. You can know a thing or two by looking at the varieties of tea trees in different places.
But Yang Zhongyuan was very active. He thought about it and said: "The local dark tea in Quzhou is not very good, so few people sell it. Tell me, is it feasible for us to marry Quzhou dark tea with Ronghua? Moreover, when you talk about heat and cold, Quzhou County is indeed hotter than Danluo, but the surrounding area is not necessarily so, what do you think... how about Chongling?"
Generally speaking, the mountains are relatively cold and cool. Chongling is not far from Quzhou, and it can be reached by horseback in a day, so it is a good place.
Cheng Weizhe's eyes lit up when he heard it. Although Daliang's planting skills have always been very good, it is impossible for ordinary people to put a lot of effort into planting flowers and trees from other places.But Yang Zhongyuan has been in the palace for so many years, what is there in that glorious Yong'an Palace?Even in the middle of winter, the unique desert rose can bloom in the desert, which is basically impossible in the common understanding of the people.
Cheng Weizhe himself has indeed learned how to grow tea trees, but he is not proficient in it. If he wants to study it seriously, he still needs to rely on Lao Sun, an old tea farmer.
"Xiao Yuan, you are so smart, you can even think of such a method. I will write a letter to someone to send it later, asking them to bring back dozens of tea trees this time. There must be all kinds of tea trees. Let's go slowly." Study slowly, it will take a long time, and it will always be planted."
The two of them had a discussion like this, and suddenly felt that the future was very bright.
They sat in the tea room with the breeze blowing, and the son in the cradle beside them was sleeping soundly. Even the gods did not have such a happy life.
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