M80's CPU spun at high speed, and finally came to the conclusion: [Host... this is a good idea! ]
Xie Pu Rou was very happy, "Is it really okay?" If Tongzi could get confirmation through big data analysis, it would definitely be a good idea.
[Okay, okay, will the host hire the elderly then? ]
Xie Pu Rou was silent. "Perhaps we can give them some senior citizen education classes to improve their character first. Otherwise, I'm afraid they won't be able to pass the maliciousness test."
[Host is so smart!] M80's eyes were full of flowers.
"Just spoil me. You even praise me for this." Xie Pu Rou was helpless. How much self-awareness did she have? How could she not know?
Chu En is a very efficient child. After chatting with her, she felt that Aunt Wang’s husband was really capable, so she brought him to meet Xie Pu Rou that afternoon.
Aunt Wang didn't come. The only one who came was Uncle Fu, Aunt Wang's husband who was well versed in tea culture.
Chu En gave a brief introduction to Uncle Fu.
"Boss, this is Uncle Fu. He had some understanding of tea before, and he was also very fond of tea culture before the end of the world."
Xie Purou looked over and saw that he was a respectable and likable old man with neat clothes and neatly combed hair.
Uncle Fu stood very straight, spoke in a loud voice, and his expression was serious and solemn.
"Shopkeeper, our B&B is looking for a teahouse manager, right? I have some insights into tea culture, and these are some tea-related documents I collected."
As he spoke, he handed over a thick folder. The paper was clean and wrinkle-free. It was obvious that the owner had really taken good care of the documents.
Xie Purou took it and flipped through a few pages casually. After just a few pages, she felt that Uncle Fu was really something.
The information above records uncommon teas, with their growth habits and picking times marked. Some of the text added later is handwritten, and the font is very elegant and she can understand it. It can be seen that the original owner of this stack of information really treated it with care.
As an outsider, she didn't understand anything, so she asked M80. After a system scan, she confirmed that the tea leaves were real.
The information she saw was indeed about relatively rare teas, and the growth habits were all correct. It seemed that Uncle Fu was worried that he would forget the precious tea information as he got older, so he printed it out in a paper document and recorded it.
"Fu... Mr. Fu used to do this kind of work?"
There is nothing wrong with respectfully calling a knowledgeable person "teacher".
The familiar name startled Uncle Fu, and he quickly replied, "I don't dare to be called a teacher. My previous work involved some aspects of this field, but later I discovered I was very interested in tea, so I taught myself. After I retired, I focused all my attention on this."
"I never thought the end of the world would come. I am a lucky old man. I was able to save this information and bring it with me to the job interview."
Xie Purou smiled and didn't respond, letting Chu En and Uncle Fu sit down first.
She slowly took out the tea leaves, which she had taken from the expensive little booth in the teahouse, and began to make tea.
She used unprofessional techniques throughout the process, observing Uncle Fu's micro-expressions out of the corner of her eyes.
When she first took out the tea leaves, Uncle Fu was surprised at first. When she put the tea leaves into the tea set, he was surprised again. When she added water, Uncle Fu could no longer hold back. He was hesitant to speak and scratched his head, which was reflected vividly in his behavior.
When the water was about to be poured onto the tea leaves, Uncle Fu finally couldn't help it.
"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, let me do it. Let me do it!" Uncle Fu almost had the words 'please' written on his face.
The moment he took out the tea leaves, he keenly smelled the faint scent of tea in the air, a scent he had only smelled at a world-class tea party.
The tea party was held to entertain distinguished guests and used the best tea in China as the opening. He, an ordinary citizen, was lucky enough to have a taste of it.
He smelled the fragrance of the tea leaves only once, and he would never forget it.
This time he smelled it again, there was no mistaking it! It was that familiar smell!!!
No, that's not right. It's even richer than the tea at the tea tasting party.
I wonder how long the tea leaves at the tasting session have been stored. No matter how carefully they are stored, some of the fragrance will still leak out.
The tea that the owner brings out has a richer flavor and a more exquisite color.
When he saw that the owner was using the wrong method to brew the tea, Uncle Fu finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
Faced with Uncle Fu's reaction, Xie Pu Rou readily agreed.
Originally, she was just testing Uncle Fu. A person who truly loves something will not bear to see it being "ruined" by an outsider.
She wanted to see him speak up and interrupt her.
The director of the teahouse is another more important position given by the B&B besides Chu En, the assistant owner. She hopes that the person in this position will not be afraid of power. After all, there are too many people who bully others in the last days, and this is something she does not want to see.
The tea leaves and tea sets were given to Uncle Fu. The old man was as if assisted by God when he got these things. He was in high spirits and explained them to them at the same time.
"If I'm not mistaken, this is a very precious Dahongpao, right?"
Xie Purou replied: "Yes, have you tried it too?"
“I was lucky enough to have a cup at the tea tasting.”
"But you haven't drunk it yet. How do you know if it's the one you drank?"
"There's nothing special about me, an old man. I just have a more sensitive nose than others. I can remember any tea scent I've ever smelled."
"Your skill is quite impressive." Xie Pu Rou admired sincerely. Could it be that this was God's gift to her?
Uncle Fu couldn't help but feel a surge of joy when he was praised for something he loved and excelled at.
He took out some of the tea leaves that Xie Purou had carelessly put out, "There's too much tea. This much is enough."
Xie Purou and Chu En watched silently from the side. It was pleasing to watch Uncle Fu's smooth operation. It was the first time she realized that watching someone who knew the business make tea was also a kind of enjoyment.
Uncle Fu took the kettle and sniffed it carefully, "This water..."
Xie Pu Rou raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong with the water?" Could it be that he could even tell that the water was spiritual spring water?
Uncle Fu sniffed it carefully again and said, "This water smells like a natural fragrance, very similar to the spring I found in the mountains before."
Is there more than one spiritual spring in this world? !
She had an idea and went to the water's edge, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't smell any difference from ordinary water.
So he asked, "Uncle Fu, where is the spring you mentioned?"
Uncle Fu shook his head. "I don't remember where it is. I accidentally found it while hiking in the mountains many years ago when I was young. I didn't understand it at the time, but I just thought the spring water tasted sweeter and more thirst-quenching than ordinary spring water."
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