Su Nuo actually doesn't know how to sell tea, and she doesn't know much about tea tasting, but she knows a little about tea ceremony.
The tea ceremony is really broad and profound in a big way, but in a small way, it is just an artistic conception of making tea.
Sunuo has always believed that tea is for drinking, the price is not important, and the type does not need to be too particular. Anyway, as long as you drink it smoothly, it will be fine.
But Sunuo was very good at tea ceremony. She even learned a few tricks, and her pretense was enough to bluff people.
Su Nuo didn't dare to do anything in front of the tea seller, Mr. Yang, so he looked at the tea sets on the tea table and asked tentatively: "Then can I make you some tea?"
"Okay." Yang Qiuping readily agreed and gave up her position.
"Show your embarrassment." Sunuo thanked him and sat down.
Warming the pot, washing the tea, setting the tea, brewing the tea... everything is done step by step in an orderly manner, with elegant and beautiful postures.
But when she poured the tea, Su Nuo frowned. She could smell the aroma not enough, maybe because the water temperature was not controlled properly.
To make a good pot of tea, different tea leaves have different water temperature requirements.
Every time Su Nuo measured the water temperature, there was always some difference, which affected the aroma of the tea.
"Sorry for wasting the good tea." Sunuo's face turned red as he served the tea. I didn't want to show off, but I still ruined it.
"It's already very good." Yang Qiuping took the tea and took a sip but smiled: "Many people just hold a big tea cup when drinking tea. Some people don't even have a purple sand cup, but just an enamel cup and drink with gusto. It depends on your mood. "
Suno gave way and stood aside politely and sighed.
"Can you come over at three o'clock this afternoon?" Yang Qiuping put down the tea cup and said, "I have a customer who comes to choose tea in the afternoon, and you just happen to play a song."
"But I have to go back at five o'clock." Sunuo said that he had to go to the bar in the evening.
Yang Qiuping agreed. He said that if he succeeds today, he can come here from 3 to 5 pm every day. She'll get a commission on how much tea she can sell. If she can't sell it, she'll sing two little songs and she'll be given ten yuan a day.
"Thank you." Su Nuo was very happy.
Although ten yuan for two hours was really incomparable to the income from a bar, what Su Nuo was interested in was the commission from selling tea.
After coming out of the teahouse, Su Nuo happily bought a few snacks and returned to the hotel.
I put down my things and organized the things I wanted to bring for the evening, and left a note for Chen Guodong and my cousin, saying that there was no need to wait for her to come back for dinner.
Then Sunuo went out to the musical instrument store, rented a sanxian, and then went to the teahouse.
The teahouse girl already knew Sunuo, so she asked her to wait downstairs for a while, saying that she would go upstairs when Boss Yang called her.
Su Nuo was fine sitting there, so he asked, "Can I tune the strings first? I'm afraid my hands will be raw after a while."
"Okay. Just don't disturb the guests."
In fact, there are usually few customers in the teahouse. The teahouse is not like a supermarket where people come and go. There are only a few tea-buying customers. Big customers directly discuss business with the boss in the teahouse upstairs. The hall below is basically idle.
Sunuo sat down and tuned the strings, then played a minor tune to practice his skills.
As soon as the song ended, I heard a bell ringing upstairs.
Sunuo was stunned, not knowing what was going on.
The teahouse girl quickly reminded her: "The boss is asking you to come up. The boss never calls people, he always rings the bell directly."
Sunuo said "thank you" and went upstairs holding her Sanxian.
When I arrived at Boss Yang's tea room, I saw the door open. Standing in the door was a young man in his twenties, looking at Sunuo and smiling...
(End of chapter)