Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 200 - . Yellow Leaf Pieces_1
Chapter 200: 200. Yellow Leaf Pieces_1
Chapter 200: 200. Yellow Leaf Pieces_1
By middle age, fishing, drinking tea, and chatting with friends is a fine art, and Uncle Carp is quite skilled at it.
At the moment, he scrutinized the cup of tea in his hand, firstly admiring the clear color of the brew, then being completely captivated by the fresh aroma of the tea.
Finally, he frowned slightly, scrutinizing the tea leaves:
“These leaves weren’t picked well, why’s there a small leaf on top? Your sorting isn’t up to standard.”
Zhang Yanping thought to himself: Are you still nitpicking about sorting? At least I served you Yuqian Tea, if I’d given you the second picking from just a few days ago, which leaves a slightly bitter aftertaste… lets see you critique that!
The fragrance of the tea was so fresh and overwhelming that everyone seated around could smell it. They all sat on their little stools, eyes glued to that cup, and no one mentioned going home anymore.
Uncle Carp had been leisurely swaying his cup of tea, but seeing their expressions, he abandoned any pretense and quickly blew on the tea, then cautiously sipped—
Hmm!
Seventh Uncle was leisurely sorting through vegetables for dinner, and glanced again at Song Tan, who was silent, thinking to himself:
That tea is really mesmerizing!
He had fallen for it from the very first sip.
With his picky taste, he couldn’t resist the spell of the tea leaves, not to mention the folks here.
At this age, those who can afford the leisure to go fishing might not be short on cash, but they certainly know how to enjoy life.
Just as expected!
After a sip, Uncle Carp caressed the cup again and hesitated before asking, “Is this really tea worth ten thousand a kilo?”
Zhang Yanping directly presented proof: “Come on, Tantan, show everyone your transaction records.”
Right now, there’s so little farm produce, without a mini-app or online store; otherwise, a quick look at the sales volumes would make it clear.
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To judge if the tea is good or not, why bother with that? One taste reveals it all.
Uncle Carp didn’t ask his question out of disbelief, but hesitated whether to spend the money or not.
But witnessing these transaction records, the most recent one showed someone bought ten kilos without a second word—wow, how generous!
On second thought, if he used a little less tea each time, wouldn’t it be enough to make it last six months?
For half a year, ten thousand bucks. It works out to just over a thousand a month if he skimps on buying fishing lines and hooks, couldn’t he save up for it?
Without a second word, he said:
“Give me a kilo too!”
And after some thought, he specially instructed: “No need for any gift wrapping, just pack it in a tin box for me, otherwise it’s too eye-catching and hard to explain when I get home.”
All right then!
Upon hearing this, Wu Lan turned her head to open the freezer, weighed the tea leaves, and packaged them.
After giving it some thought, Uncle Carp asked again, “You really can’t let us stay for dinner? We’re willing to pay, and I’m even buying such expensive tea.”
Everyone else was also itching with curiosity: What kind of tea costs ten thousand a pop, and you just pay like that?!
But smelling this fragrance, it seemed like it wasn’t impossible.
Everyone started crowding around: “Hey, aren’t you going to brew a cup for us to try? What if I decide to buy some too?”
Zhang Yanping thought to himself: If tasting were that casual, how could he maintain the prestige of his ten-thousand-yuan tea?
So, with a look of heartfelt pain, he said:
“Gentlemen, look, I offer fishing for free and even provide breakfast and lunch at no cost, if I were to also brew tea for free, then I’d be running at a complete loss all day long. How could I afford to make such a loss?”
Thinking it over, he feigned a pained expression:
“How about this, that yellow leaf tea my uncle usually drinks, I’ll brew a cup each for a taste.”
This was the older, yellow tea leaves that Song Sancheng had picked out and just couldn’t bear to throw away—
Ever since they found out they could sell their homegrown tea leaves for ten thousand yuan per pound, neither he nor Song Youde drank them anymore.
Day in and day out, they either picked out the broken bits of tea leaves or these yellowed leaves.
And believe it or not, while the broken leaves are fresh, tender, and fragrant, these old yellow leaves are slightly bitter, but have a strong aftertaste.
Aside from not looking great, there’s nothing to complain about in the taste. Drinking them comes without any psychological burden, which is an absolute delight.
It’s just that the yield is low; ten pounds of tea leaves might not even render one pound of yellow leaves. Luckily, these leaves endure multiple brews, and keeping them in a large pot works just fine.
Everyone was speechless.
Even Song Tan hadn’t expected that, although she wasn’t as frugal as before, her cousin had truly mastered the essence of Yan Jian’s frugality!
So, several people divided up a few disposable cups and each poured themselves half a cup from the large water jug Song Sancheng was drinking from.
The scent was really enticing, and the flavor unique—these yellow leaves are worth thousands of yuan.
But watching Uncle Carp leisurely savor the exquisite Yuqian Tea, while they were stuck drinking these yellow leaves, why did it feel so unsatisfying?
It was quite a while before Wu Lan finished packing up the tea leaves and brought them out, that someone finally spoke up slowly, “I’ll take a pound as well, surely I can be offered a cup to try, right?”
Zhang Yanping’s smile bloomed like an anemone:
“Look at what you’re saying! A guest from afar deserves a cup of tea, don’t they?”
After some back and forth, four out of ten people each carried away a pound of tea, and another three pooled money to buy a pound together. The last three, although they didn’t make a purchase, had a hesitancy in their eyes that suggested they weren’t far from buying as well.
Business, after all, is about slow and steady returns—Zhang Yanping could wait.
However, since she couldn’t provide dinner for them, the others couldn’t wait—
“It’s almost six o’clock, we need to hurry back, or there won’t be any dinner at home.”
At the mention of that, everyone’s expression turned a bit dour:
“That’s hard to explain…”
Life as a fisherman is truly hard.
If you catch fish and bring them home, the folks at home complain about the hassle of cleaning and the pervasive fish smell, not to mention no space in the fridge.
But if you come back empty-handed, imagine braving the ridicule after sneaking out in the dead of night…
Uncle Carp had the experience:
“I just heard you say, you’re selling vegetables tomorrow? What kinds are you offering? I’ll take three to five pounds.”
All the while, he explained with a chuckle, “I’ll just tell my family it’s a newly opened farm restaurant where we’d come to eat, and we bought some organic vegetables on the way.”
It sure sounds better than returning as an empty-handed fisherman.
And his wife eats up that kind of story.
Zhang Yanping then asked, “The stir-fried eggs with green onions and the double-cooked pork with garlic shoots at lunch—they were tasty, weren’t they?”
If they hadn’t been, surely those who were all about healthy living in their middle age wouldn’t have asked for second servings.
“Coincidentally,” Zhang Yanping slapped her thigh, “we’re selling green onions, garlic shoots, coriander, and Jingjie herbs. Twenty yuan for a bunch, and three ounces per bunch.”
“How much do you need? I’ll go pluck them from the vegetable plot right now.”
That price is really high!
Even those who didn’t buy vegetables raised an eyebrow at that.
But somehow, after the ten-thousand-yuan tea leaves, twenty yuan didn’t seem like much at all.
After a moment of contemplation, Uncle Carp said, “My family doesn’t like coriander or garlic shoots much; just give me two pounds of green onions. The flavor of the onions at lunch was really good.”
Mixing them with tofu—oh, that taste!
Everyone patted their stomachs, and even those who hadn’t splurged on tea leaves now spoke up, “I’ll take two pounds as well.”
