The Beijing-flavored tea master and the rich and powerful boss are HE

Song Zhi came back from the tea market, walked to the door, and saw the overly thin "heron legs" last night.

The college student village official paced back and forth in front of the store, as if waiting for someone.

When the other party looked up and saw him, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he strode towards him immediately: "Hello."

"Ah, why are you here?" Song Zhi asked.

"I'm here because I want to discuss something with you." Tian Jiamu wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and he didn't know what he ate to grow up. He was extremely tall, but he was too thin.He has a thin face, which makes his eyes surprisingly large, his eyebrows are as thick as paint, and his eyes are staring at Song Zhi with a burning gaze.

Song Zhi invited him to go inside.

Tian Jiamu sat on the edge of the tea table, and his sitting posture was somewhat reserved: "It's like this. The notice from the superior has been calling for some village-level cultural activities. Our town has never had any tricks. In the past, it used to set up a stage for the old people. I saw you making tea last night, and found it very pleasing to the eye. I was thinking, can I hold a tea art competition around the tea market, and I especially hope that you will come to participate. "

Song Zhi frowned more and more when he heard it.

There are so many tea growers in the village, who knows how to make tea, what is the comparison?In his tea house, there is nothing more than a little more tea utensils.

"Our town government can respond to the policy." Tian Jiamu said, "It's also good for you to win the prize."

Song Zhi went straight to the point: "What's the benefit?"

"There is a bonus, but not much." Tian Jiamu gestured: "It's only five hundred."

Seeing that Song Zhi didn't seem very interested, he added: "From now on, the tea purchased by the government will also come from the No. 1 tea house."

The sister-in-law was packing things in the warehouse, but she also came out at this time. She listened quietly at first, thinking that this activity was good.

"I think it's okay, the amount of bonus is not a problem, if we can cooperate with your work, we can be regarded as a good business in the town." The sister-in-law agreed.

Song Zhi held his chin, he was attracted by the words "government procurement".

He looked at the account books, and all the goods in their tea house were wholesaled.

Song Zhi also stepped on it, and found that he had never seen any individual customers on this street, and everyone delivered goods to all parts of the country through logistics. If one person came to the door for consultation a day, it would be considered very good.

Some of these individual visitors are young people who don't understand tea, and the questions they ask are not familiar.There are also retired old people in the town. They like to go shopping when they have nothing to do. It is unrealistic to consume too much. A few cups of tea are enough to drink for a long time.

The rest are people who need to give gifts temporarily, which is considered an unstable factor. There are also customers who are interested in tea and have a thirst for knowledge. They like to come in and chat about semi-finished products, whether to buy or not is another matter.

If you can get the sweet pastry of government channels, you will definitely be able to develop for a long time.

Here Song Zhi is still weighing, Tian Jiamu on the opposite side got the affirmation from his sister-in-law, and has already taken out a pen and paper from his pocket: "Then I will fill it in for you."

He was still a little timid when he spoke, but he was already more mature than his peers. "name is?"

"Song Zhi."

"Okay, then I should call you Brother Song."

"No, just call me by my name."

"My name is Tian Jiamu." The village official quickly wrote on his hand, and took a moment to look up and smile at him.

But he saw Song Zhi resting his chin on the other side, meditating.

"You don't have to worry, Brother Song, it's nothing more than a publicity event. You just make tea that day. Let's take a photo, submit a report, and let us accumulate some political achievements at the end of the year."

Only then did Song Zhi say: "OK."

After the sister-in-law and Song Zhi sent the person away, they turned around and started to discuss. Both of them felt that this channel was good, and after getting their sales channel, they would have a basic guarantee.

However, the crux of the problem is, how do they get the first place?

Throughout the day, Song Zhiqian did not forget to search for videos about tea art learning on the Internet when he was busy sifting tea.

He was sitting by the back door, holding a tea bucket in his hand, while watching the tea art teacher in the video. The female teacher was as pale as a chrysanthemum, wearing a plain cotton and linen dress, with her legs crossed on the futon, and every step The steps are very strict.

The more Song Zhi looked, the tighter his eyebrows frowned.He imagined the elegant appearance of himself sitting sideways, and finally turned it off.

Near noon, an old man entered the door of the tea house.

The old man had gray hair, and he came over to hold Song Zhi's hand as soon as he entered the door: "Oh, brat, you're back."

Song Zhi didn't understand, so he said, "Master, you...?"

Hearing that Song Zhi didn't call him a "bad old man" anymore, Zheng Haizhong took Song Zhi's hand with tears in his eyes, and pulled him away. "Go, go, come to my house for dinner."

Song Zhi looked at his sister-in-law for help, and the sister-in-law smiled and raised her chin, signaling him to go, but he was pulled out of the door on his front foot, and the woman next door who delivered the cat yesterday also came on his back foot: "Zheng Rong, you come too, I made a Good food on the table."

Uncle Zheng held him with a trembling hand, unwilling to let go, and took him to the dining table at his home to sit down.

"Good baby, eat more."

It wasn't until the sister-in-law followed the woman to the dinner table that Song Zhi realized what was going on after listening to the sister-in-law's explanation, and politely waved to them saying that he was in much better health and there was no need to bother.

Song Zhi was desperately trying to pick up fresh seafood. Uncle Zheng's daughter finished peeling a shrimp for him, and suddenly said: "Zheng Rong, have you heard? Our area is about to be rebuilt."

"Building a new district?" Chen Zhengrong put down the bowl, "I've heard that it's so fast?"

"It's more than that, I'll come to dismantle it in two days." The woman said.

"From where?"

"It's between my house and your tea house," the woman said with a little excitement, "it just so happens that your tea house doesn't need to be demolished."

"We'll have to move out when the time comes."

The sister-in-law was very surprised: "Our family even asked me and Xiaozhi to sell the tea house. From what you said, if it can be demolished, it can be replaced by a new building, which is more worthwhile."

The woman was also surprised after hearing this: "Are you going to sell the store?"

"No, you go to inquire. Everyone is holding on to the real estate tightly. No one is going to sell it. When the new district is built, the surrounding stores will be very popular. Don't be stupid at this juncture. At least we have to keep it for two years before selling it."

The woman spread her hands: "That's worth it!"

The sister-in-law felt very reasonable. She thought about it, and even the asparagus in her mouth was tasteless.

Buying a house and buying a store is nothing more than that. When they were young, their family sold a house in a village in the city, but within two years, a public elementary school was built next to the house, and it was a big loss.

After eating, Chen Zhengrong complained repeatedly that she was sleepy, and went back to sleep on the second floor of the tea house.

No one came to the tea house all afternoon.

But Song Zhi was not impatient. When Chen Zhengrong woke up, she found that her brother-in-law seemed to be a different person. He basically didn't say anything all day, and he didn't rest after a busy day. He was tinkering with tea by himself.

Before the accident, after he finished his work, he was never idle.Either to tease the cat, or to hang out in the street, or to play with Uncle Zheng.

But Song Zhi is a good boy, he takes the initiative to do the heavy and dirty work, a spoiled child like him, who grew up in rich clothes and fine clothes, never complains about being dirty or suffering, this alone is enough.

The sister-in-law saw that he was so serious, and what she heard about at noon, after thinking about it all afternoon, she still felt that the tea house could not be sold easily...

Wait two years, let's talk...

She also put on her glasses, and began to study a series of words such as polite collection, free gift when you buy full, matching packages, etc. on the phone.Chen Zhengrong had the idea of ​​becoming an online business a long time ago, but she has never acted.

"Xiaozhi, how about we open a live broadcast room too?" said the sister-in-law.

"I see a lot of them on the Internet," she pointed to a certain video software: "They are all women who sell tea, and they are all about my age."

Song Zhi went over to take a look: "How can it be?"

The user name in the video is a certain tea house, but all of them are middle-aged women dancing in front of the camera.

"Is this a tea seller?" He looked at the videos carefully, "Why doesn't it look like a serious tea seller?"

"You can't keep your mouth shut." The sister-in-law laughed.

"I won't be able to tell my age when I get my skin peeled." She said, "The business of the tea house will be smoother every day."

"Hey, sister-in-law, you don't need to worry about it. Just let me work hard on this kind of thing. Believe me, if our business continues like this, I'll find a rope and hang myself."

"Bah, bah, that's bad luck."

Song Zhi pondered with her for a long time, hit it off immediately, and planned to try it first.

She waited for a full hour, finally waited for one, and then hurriedly withdrew.

The bloody Chen Zhengrong was suddenly frustrated again, Song Zhi comforted her: "Take your time, take your time."

Then he went out to sieve tea, turned on his phone, and gathered the number of people for his sister-in-law's live broadcast room.

The sister-in-law is only 32 years old this year, with a plump face and good skin, and she has a Wangfu face.She faced the camera dryly, not knowing what to say.When someone came, she would just say: "Hi everyone, please pay attention." Then she began to introduce tea.

Someone finally came in the live broadcast room, and a comment suddenly popped up at the bottom: "Is it a tea girl? Add a WeChat chat for five yuan. (color)"

Immediately afterwards, the second and third items popped up below.

[Mountain Temple Serves Tea and Knows Gu Yu]: Where did this shameless thing come from?

[Mountain Temple Giving Tea Zhigu Yu]: Hurry up and get lost.

The man immediately exited the studio, leaving the two of them.

The sister-in-law couldn't laugh or cry.

After Song Zhi pressed the tea leaves, he suddenly saw a few engineering team vehicles coming from the back door. He turned his head and followed them. There were banners hanging on the engineering vehicles, and they drove away to the south with a bang.

He took two steps there, wanting to see where the construction started and when he would be able to move to the front of their tea house.

After walking 200 meters, it was hard to keep up with the team of cars.

He looked from a distance through the tea market bosses who were watching, and saw the word "real estate" written on the banner, and the words ahead were blocked by the big crane next to it.

Can't see clearly.

Hey!

I don't know which big real estate company or which rich person wants to invest here.

This place is small, and it will cost a fortune to coax the tea farmers in this area to move. If you don’t have a few tens of millions, you can’t do it, right?

He watched happily, and when he got tired of watching, he turned around again:

Fang Chengyan, CEO of Century Real Estate, broke into his field of vision just like that.

"..."

Song Zhi choked up directly.

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