My Farm Is Too Popular

This is an incredible, fantastical farm, capable of producing the world's most delicious fruits and top-tier ingredients. Let's remember its name, Nanshan Farm, and of course, its owner, Zhao ...

Chapter 66 Good News

In the following days, Zhao Xiaoyang continued to manage his small farm, and everything progressed steadily.

As for the bet between Guan Yu and Zhou Fuhai, there was no follow-up, but seeing that they were chatting in the group, Guan Yu's words were not so harsh anymore.

Obviously, he knew whether those tea eggs had any effect after eating them.

That afternoon, Zhao Xiaoyang came to Qianshan carrying a small basket of green-shelled eggs.

"Second Master?"

There was no one in the front yard, so Zhao Xiaoyang went to the backyard and saw Zhao Baotai tending to the tea trees with a pair of scissors.

"Hey, Xiaoyang is here!"

When Zhao Baotai saw Zhao Xiaoyang, he quickly put down his work and asked Zhao Xiaoyang to sit down.

"Master, these are the eggs laid by the chickens I raised. I'm giving you some to nourish your body."

"Okay, your egg is good. Zhao Guangcai told me about it when I went to the tea factory a few days ago!"

Zhao Baotai accepted it with a smile and was about to say something when Zhao Yuanzheng's joyful voice suddenly came from outside.

"Dad! Good news, great news!"

Zhao Yuanzheng rushed into the backyard holding his cell phone, but when he came in, he found Zhao Xiaoyang and Zhao Baotai holding teacups and drinking tea leisurely.

"Oh, Xiaoyang, you're here too! Look at me, rushing here to tell you the good news. Isn't this a waste of time?"

Zhao Xiaoyang shook his head: "Second Uncle, what good news? I really don't know."

"Oh? Take a look at the news. It's officially announced on the Hailing City news account I follow."

Zhao Yuanzheng then came over and showed the contents on his phone to the grandfather and grandson.

Sure enough, the screen showed the selection results that had just come out this morning, and the photos of the top three contestants were also displayed.

The top three are in no particular order and are all finalists.

As for the large illustration below, which shows the group photo of the top three, Zhao Xiaoyang naturally did not appear.

The person occupying the C position is a fat man weighing 200 pounds.

Li Pingan was holding the medal with his mouth almost stretched to his ears.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoyang's cell phone vibrated. When he opened it, more than a dozen messages popped up.

The private chats between Xu Jianguo, Zhao Guangcai, Fatty and others were still bubbling.

The small group of Hailing Tea Association was flooded with messages about it.

“Beep…”

“Beep…”

Before I had time to look at the chat history carefully, several video calls came in at the same time.

Zhao Yuanzheng's eyes shot up. "Wow, Xiaoyang, is this Lu Qingquan the CEO of the Lu Group?"

Hearing this, Zhao Baotai stood up involuntarily.

To him, the Lu family's reputation is well-known!

If Zhao Baotai's generation of white tea growers are called local tea-growing experts, then the Lu family is definitely the national team!

Master level!

"Xiaoyang, answer Mr. Lu's call quickly. Don't be negligent."

There was a hint of nervousness on Zhao Baotai's face.

"Hi, Uncle Lu and I are old friends."

Zhao Xiaoyang connected the video as he spoke.

"Uncle Lu, I just received the news that I've been shortlisted for the top three. Thank you so much for your help!"

"Haha, Xiaoyang, I didn't interfere at all. It's just that your tea is of good quality!"

Although Lu Qingquan was modest, Zhao Xiaoyang knew that he, a newcomer, was able to successfully qualify. It was definitely impossible to say that Lu Qingquan had not contributed.

At the very least, without Lu Qingquan, Zhao Xiaoyang would have no way of getting the recommendation qualification from the Hailing Tea Association.

At this time in the video, Lu Qingquan looked completely different from his usual appearance as an old farmer. He was rarely seen wearing a suit and tie, and his hair was combed meticulously, making him look ten years younger.

"Xiaoyang, I'm currently in Beijing filming a program, so I'll cut to the chase."

As Lu Qingquan spoke, he seemed to be gesturing to the person next to him.

Then he told Zhao Xiaoyang, "Get ready. Ask Li Qiangdong to make a few samples of the best tea you have!"

"At the earliest, early next month, or at the latest, by the end of next month, once the results from other provinces are out, you must come to Beijing in person!"

Zhao Xiaoyang couldn't help but ask with a hint of confusion, "Uncle Lu, doesn't each province only have one quota? Our province will decide the top three."

Lu Qingquan shook his head and smiled. "You kid, do you want me to be so blunt? Among the top three, take a look at who is the shareholder of one of the tea companies?"

Before Zhao Xiaoyang had time to look, Lu Qingquan said directly: "One of them was invested by Hu Yunjin. He used the provincial capital's quota, but he is also from your Hailing City Association. Compared with you, he has actually been eliminated."

"As for the other one, they grow our province's famous tea, Biluochun. Nominating it for the top ten shouldn't be a problem. However, after internal research, we've decided to promote you this year!"

Lu Qingquan said, "Now is the era of the attention economy. This spot is even more important to you! It will also greatly enhance the strength of our provincial association, so please understand."

Zhao Xiaoyang nodded and said, "Uncle Lu, I don't have much first spring tea left. How many samples should I prepare?"

"Not much, just about half a catty or eight taels will be fine!"

Lu Qingquan had already stood up and continued to gesture to wait in the distance.

"Our minimum goal is to be among the top ten and get a gold medal, so we just need to prepare the samples for the first round. As for going further, it will be somewhat difficult, so don't feel any pressure."

"I've already discussed this with Qiangdong. He'll take care of it for you. You just need to provide the tea. That's it for now. I'm going to go record the show."

After saying that, Lu Qingquan turned off the video call.

Zhao Xiaoyang shook his head: Forget it, let’s not talk about Bailu Tea in a hurry.

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