The three most disgusting things in life, ugly children selling bears, ugly girls selling cute, old men selling old... Lao Chen felt one of them today.
He had never seen such a troublesome old man. Long Tuteng not only went to the Town God's Temple to eat soup dumplings, but also went to the Oriental Pearl Tower to see the river view, climbed the International Financial Center to feel the towering clouds, and went to the Huangpu River Beach to enjoy the river breeze.
He made a list of things to do that was as long as an old grandmother's foot wrap, and he had to do everything one by one before he would start working.
Originally, it’s fine to greet the uncle for fun, anyway, this is what Lao Chen does, but who would have thought that he would be so good at showing off? Wherever he goes, he needs someone to hold an umbrella for him, and someone to fan him when it's hot. Even when he was tired and wanted to take a rest by the flower bed beside the road, he asked a younger brother to sit for a while before changing himself.
I asked him why, and the answer was, "The ground is dirty. I bought a new suit for 298 yuan. Of course it can't be dirty."
That little brother wanted to take out the watermelon knife and kill this shameless old man on the spot. You must know that his suit is still a domestic first-line brand, costing thousands of dollars.
No matter how shameless he is, due to the face of the gang leader, Lao Chen still has to offer this dragon map vine like a grandfather, accompanied by 3 cars throughout the journey, and a total of eight younger brothers accompanied him around to listen to him.
And all the expenses will be borne by Lao Chen, and he is not required to spend a dime. Originally, this kind of consumption could be reimbursed by the group's finances, but in order to impress the leader, he already planned to pay for it out of his own pocket.
Unexpectedly, after Long Tuteng realized that he didn't need to spend money by himself, the way of spending money was even more shameless. He had to buy four soup dumplings, and if he couldn't eat enough, he just drank the soup, and threw away the extra parts to feed the dogs.
I went to the mall to buy special products for my seven aunts and eight aunts, but my mother only bought shoes, high-end perfumes and cosmetics, and only 10 bottles of Chanel No. 5 came.
"I said, sir, why do you need so much perfume? Take a bath?" Lao Chen paid the bill with tears in his eyes.
"Give it to my lover, to tell you the truth, I am a well-known public lover in the village. Widow Liu at the head of the village and Aunt Wang next door even fought over me, and my head was broken!" Jinyin showed off with a chuckle, "Especially I have been practicing qigong all the time, my body is in good shape, and I will be tough if I ask for it! Would you like to take a look!"
"I don't want to watch it in my life, old man." Old Chen broke out in a cold sweat, and the boss wanted to tell the old man to take it easy, but looking at the appearance of this old X stick, he looked like he was going to destroy himself. !
Fortunately, Lao Chen didn't have to play with the old man all the time. When it was time for dinner, Liu Qingcheng called and arranged for Long Tuteng to have a banquet at a private table in a high-end club.
Lao Chen drove Long Tuteng to the location very punctually. When he said goodbye to Long Tuteng at the door of the private room, he was so moved that he almost cried, and finally sent the god of plague away.
Liu Qingcheng's box was named "Guanyue", it was located at the best position in the entire clubhouse, the bright moon in the sky could be seen through the glass curtain wall, hence the name.
You must know that this is a magical city surrounded by smog, and seeing the box on the moon is already extravagant to the extreme.
"Master Long, I have looked up to you for a long time, and I hope to forgive you for being far away." After meeting Liu Qingcheng, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.
"Boss Liu is the one who bothered. I am such a mountain villager, I am really flattered that you treat me so warmly." Seeing Allah, Xun Jinyin immediately became polite.
"That's what it should be. The person I respect most in my life is a craftsman like Mr. Long. He only does one thing well in his life. How can others do this kind of persistence." Liu Qingcheng clasped his fists in admiration.
"Boss Liu has won the award, but it's just a skill of begging for food. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and the younger generations refused to learn it, so they all sharpened their heads and ran to the city. There is no way, I have only reached this age, and I am still continuing. "Xun Jinyin said with a helpless smile.
"Stop standing, sit down, waiter, the food can be served." After Liu Qingcheng told Xun Jin to sit down quickly, he continued to chat, "I heard that your profession is called 'tea breeder', can you talk to me? "
"The so-called tea growers are actually a kind of tea workers, but they are somewhat different from those workers who pick leaves and make tea cakes. Tea growers are responsible for the storage process of high-grade tea. Although raw cakes like Pu'er tea cakes Living antiques that claim to be able to store for thousands of years actually require a very good tea grower to handle them, regularly maintain them, and check the natural fermentation conditions to deal with them accordingly. That’s what we do. A good tea grower needs cooked tea Sex, understand the principles of tea, understand the heart of tea, understand the language of tea, if you can't do these four points, you can't protect tens of thousands of tea cakes." Xun Jinyin stroking his beard to show off, telling lies, even Bo Jie Liars are ashamed.
"Sure enough, come on, come on, drink some water to relieve fatigue." Liu Qingcheng poured a glass for Xun Jinyin himself.
The fragrant tea fragrance fills the whole health care with the taste of tea tree, just like being in nature. This is Mansong tribute tea puer cake that has been on the market for 20 years, and the market price is as high as 300,000. Few people have drunk this kind of tea, and only the top tea masters can taste its age and taste. When Liu Qingcheng gave Yuzan this tea to drink, she kept complaining that Liu Qingcheng didn't tell in advance, otherwise she would have to take a bath and change clothes before drinking it.
Liu Qingcheng just wanted to try the depth of the Longtu vine, but the old man picked up the teacup and sucked it down his throat, and he didn't even hiccup. Liu Qingcheng was slightly hesitant, worried that the old man was fake, so he made a special call to the teacher's mobile phone number provided by the boss in Nanjiang, but the mobile phone that was looking for gold and silver really rang, and Liu Qingcheng hung up on it.
"Sir, do you know what you're drinking?" Liu Qingcheng pretended to be mysterious.
"Of course I know, it's just a puddle of extremely expensive corpse water." Xun Jinyin put the teacup back on the table with a deep smile.
"Where did the old man say that?" Liu Qingcheng was puzzled.
"I know that Mr. Liu is also a tea lover. From the way you treat me like this, I can understand that you are crazy about tea. But... For us tea growers, tea drinkers are corpse-eating ghosts, and good tea leaves It is condensed by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. Its taste grows stronger and fuller with the years, like a person from ignorance to seeing through the sea. After 7 years of Pu'er, and those teas that can be collected, the tea breeder is regarded as a human being. Also, they have spirituality and can communicate with us. A scent, a color, and a weight all tell their emotions. People who raise tea generally don’t drink this kind of high-grade tea. 1. We can’t afford it ;2, and this water, there will be retribution."
"Then why did the old gentleman drink that tea just now?"
"Because Boss Liu thinks highly of the old man, not to mention the corpse water, even the melamine old man has no reason to say no." Xun Jinyin clasped his fists and said.
"It's interesting, old sir, very interesting." Liu Qingcheng laughed happily, and the sumptuous dishes were put on the table, and the old gang leader ate happily.
Xun Jinyin is an old man who loves to tell stories, and he can't stop telling them. He may be the most experienced tea grower in existence, so the stories he tells are all related to tea. Liu Qingcheng listens with extra vigor, just as energetic as listening to Mr. Zhang's storytelling.
After a full meal, Liu Qingcheng brought the topic back to the main topic, "Actually, I have invited the old gentleman here this time to ask for something."
"The boss in Nanjiang has already told me about it. I heard that Boss Liu has a piece of peerless imperial treasure. It is said that it has been 500 years old. Although the tea leaves that I have seen in my life are piled up like a mountain, I have never heard of tea cakes that are so old. I wonder if I can help Boss Liu?" Xun Jinyin said anxiously as he put down his chopsticks.
"Don't worry, old man, just do what you can. In fact, I have always thought that it is a kind of fate that antique tea cakes can be preserved to this day. It is best to keep them in my hands. If If something goes wrong... it can only be considered as the end of its life." Liu Qingcheng said lightly, 30 million tea cakes are not a problem in his mouth, but it just sounds beautiful.
The accurate fact is that the boat on the Huangpu River has already parked the boat for throwing the corpse and the gasoline barrels for the corpse. Once the stupid dragon figure vine dared to miss, his old bones would never want to go back to his deep mountains and old forests in southern Xinjiang.
After leaving the clubhouse, Liu Qingcheng greeted Xun Jinyin and got into his Bentley sedan, and then he went around the city, taking a tour of the night view of Shanghai.
Xun Jinyin is no longer interested in everything outside the window, and now the only thing in his mind is what does that 500-year-old Puer tea cake look like
Liu Qingcheng really likes the nervous look of looking for gold and silver, which is a kind of concentration in itself, unlike those deceitful charlatans who pat their chests to guarantee everything, and if something goes wrong, they will blame each other or beg for mercy on their knees to pretend to be pitiful .
But at this time, the real Long Tuteng greeted by the iron chain was arranged to live in a 7-day hotel and ordered a McDonald's for dinner. The promised hospitality has turned into abuse, but the real Longtuteng happily gnawed on the hamburger, and kept saying it was delicious. Dare to say that this old man has never been out of the mountains in southern Xinjiang, and the iron chains are so shabby. Some are a little embarrassed because they abused the old man.
"You eat first, I'll go out for a while." Tie Lian left the room, and called Yin Nail outside the door, "How is the situation at Dad's side?"
"I just had dinner, and I've already come out. The car is driving around very much. I don't know if it's to relax or to prevent being followed?" Silver Nail sighed helplessly.
"Keep an eye on it, it doesn't matter if the business succeeds or fails, Dad's safety is the most important thing!" Tie Chain has been worried about this.
"It's useless to tell me these things. Just now he has used a special password to turn off the tracking signal on the phone, and I can no longer track it." Used to lock target position.
But the tracking signal has a chance to be detected in the face of high-tech inspection methods, so Xun Jinyin turned off the tracking in desperation. Now it means that he has no backup and can only fight alone.