Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo picked up the tea cup.

At this time, the temperature of the tea is just right, and the tea leaves are slowly unfolding in the teacup, revealing their beautiful figure.

Zhao Zhuoqian took a sip, tasted it carefully, and suddenly showed a surprised expression.

"Uncle, did you grow this tea yourself in your tea garden?"

The old man smiled and said:

"Look at what you're saying, I grow tea at home and don't use my own tea, so why should I buy it from outside?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo did not speak in a hurry, but took another sip and tasted it carefully.

It turned out that Zhao Zhuo thought that the ordinary Qingshan Biluochun must taste just average, but he did not expect that both in terms of aroma and taste, it was exactly the same as the top-quality Qingshan Biluochun he drank in the tea shop last night, but it was slightly inferior in every aspect.

Just one chip.

This discovery suddenly surprised Zhao Zhuo.

After all, although they are slightly inferior, the price difference between the two is huge!

Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but ask:

"Uncle, how come I taste this tea, it's not much different from the Qingshan Biluochun on the top of the mountain."

After hearing this, the old man asked curiously:

"Why, have you ever drank that top-quality Qingshan Biluochun?"

Zhao Zhuo nodded:

"I was lucky enough to try it last night, and I think they are almost the same."

The old man couldn't help but give a thumbs up after hearing this:

"Young man, you are a person who really understands tea, and you are not swayed by those illusory reputations.

In fact, let me tell you the truth, tea leaves are all produced in such an area with a piece of water and soil. How much difference can there be in the actual quality?

What is top-notch or not is actually just what they have blown out for the sake of this brand.

The quality of the tea at the top of the mountain is indeed good, but it is not as good as the legend says."

After hearing these words, Zhao Zhuo suddenly became more determined in his idea of ​​purchasing ordinary Qingshan Biluochun.

"Uncle, if I buy a large amount of tea like this, how much will it cost per kilogram?"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but feel a little excited at first, and then looked at Zhao Zhuo:

"A large amount? How to make a large amount?"

Zhao Zhuo smiled faintly:

"A large amount means that I want as much as you have."

Seeing what Zhao Zhuo said so arrogantly, the old man subconsciously said in disbelief:

"The newly picked tea leaves in my house now weigh six to seven hundred kilograms. Can you want them all by yourself?"

Zhao Zhuo pondered for a moment:

"Six to seven hundred pounds..."

Seeing Zhao Zhuo like this, the old man added:

"It's not six or seven hundred pounds of fresh tea, but six or seven hundred pounds of finished tea leaves that have been roasted!"

Zhao Zhuo nodded slightly:

"Well, if it's six to seven hundred pounds, if it's of this quality, it can barely be considered an acquisition."

Hearing this, the old man was stunned.

He originally thought that the reason for Zhao Zhuo's hesitation was that six to seven hundred pounds was too much.

But looking at the meaning now, it seems that six to seven hundred pounds is... a bit too little?

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but ask:

"I said, young man, you are really not joking, you really can have them all."

Zhao Zhuo nodded again and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said:

"I can't be joking with you here, right? Do you think I'm the kind of person who has nothing to do?"

Hearing this confirmation again, the old man couldn't hold back the surprise on his face.

It seems that the old man has also been troubled by the problem of unsalable tea for a long time.

The old man thought for a moment and then said:

"Originally, the retail price of a pound of tea is about fifteen yuan, and the wholesale price is twelve or three yuan.

If you can take it all, I can give you ten yuan per catty."

Zhao Zhuo was slightly surprised when he heard the old man say that the price was fifteen yuan per catty. But when he heard that the price was ten yuan per catty for everyone, Zhao Zhuo almost laughed out loud.

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On the one hand, it is because the market price of a pound of top-quality Qingshan Biluochun has reached one thousand yuan, while the taste of ordinary Qingshan Biluochun is not much different, but the price difference is a hundred times higher!

Such a huge gap was completely unexpected by Zhao Zhuo.

This also made Zhao Zhuo once again firmly believe in the correctness of choosing to do ordinary tea business yesterday, instead of doing mid-to-high-end tea business like a tea shop.

On the other hand, and more importantly, after the tea at this price is shipped back to Fengtian, the profit margin will be very huge!

Because Fengtian itself does not have any tea-producing areas, and the products produced are mainly white tea, the price of the most common green tea in Fengtian tea market is thirty or fifty yuan per catty.

In other words, when Qingshan Biluo returns to Fengtian during the Spring Festival, not counting transportation costs, a pound of tea can net a profit of dozens of dollars!

What this means is that Qingshan Biluochun sells it at the price of ordinary green tea.

You know, ordinary green tea is nothing compared to the prestigious Qingshan Biluochun.

And because tea takes up very little space, the transportation cost itself is not that high.

After figuring out the business involved, Zhao Zhuo smiled and said to the old man:

"It's not too late, let's go see the tea leaves quickly."

When the old man knew that he could sell all the tea, he couldn't wait for it.

Hearing this, he smiled and nodded:

"Yes, without further ado, let's leave now."

The old man packed up the things in the tea shed.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up, it is just to put out the fire to avoid causing a fire.

As for the teacups and teapots, they are not worth much in themselves, so just put them away and no one will steal them.

Then, led by the old man, several people came to a small, single-family courtyard at the foot of a nearby mountain.

The small courtyard is located among green mountains and green waters, with no other people around, making it look particularly leisurely and secluded.

Seeing Zhao Zhuo constantly looking at the surrounding environment, the old man smiled and said:

"You who come from the city will be curious when you first see this kind of single-family residence."

Zhao Zhuo smiled and nodded:

"Yes, sir, I was a little curious when I saw it. Why don't you live in the village and build a house here?"

The old man laughed loudly after hearing this:

"You just don't understand it at first glance. There is a mountain range here, and every family has to grow tea near the mountains, so it can't be a village at all.

Everyone builds their houses near places suitable for tea gardens. It’s convenient to grow tea, and there are mountains, water, scenery, and good air, but the transportation is a bit inconvenient.”

After hearing this explanation, Zhao Zhuo and Zhang Yun suddenly realized.

Zhang Yun couldn't help but sigh:

"This is life in paradise."

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