Chapter 182 Add WeChat, Little Sister
As we all know, premium Dahongpao is a very valuable tea. However, the value of mother tree Dahongpao is even higher than premium Dahongpao.
Dahongpao is produced by the mother tree of Dahongpao. Currently, there are only four mother trees of Dahongpao in China, and the amount of Dahongpao produced each year is very small.
Therefore, scarcity makes things valuable, and mother Da Hong Pao has already fetched sky-high prices. At an auction last year, 20 grams of mother Da Hong Pao fetched a staggering 250,000 Chinese yuan.
Of course, 250,000 is nothing to a wealthy family. But the problem is that even if they have a mountain of gold, the mother trees of Dahongpao they can get are pitifully few.
So, when Qiao Zheng identified the tea in the teapot as the mother tree Dahongpao, everyone present went crazy.
"This, this..." Qiao Zheng's hand holding the teapot was shaking a little. "This is the mother tree Dahongpao, right? Am I smelling it right?"
No one answered him.
Several of Qiao Zheng's friends stood there in a daze. After a while, one of them, a young woman in a black dress, screamed and rushed over like crazy.
"Mother tree Da Hong Pao! Let me see you!!"
The young woman rushed to Qiao Zheng with a ferocious face and grabbed his wrist.
Qiao Zheng was so frightened that he almost dropped the teapot in his hand.
The young woman's face suddenly changed. She cursed "Fuck" and her hands were as fast as lightning. She caught the teapot steadily as if it were her ancestor.
The white jade teapot fell into her palm. The woman breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to glare at Qiao Zheng fiercely.
"If you can't even hold a teapot steady, what good are you?!"
Qiao Zheng:? ? ?
The young woman ignored Qiao Zheng, who looked bewildered. She turned back to the teapot and carefully pinched a handful of tea leaves from it with two fingers. She held it to her nose and sniffed gently.
“Ah!~”
The woman seemed to be on drugs, closing her eyes and letting out a cry of enjoyment.
"Top-grade mother tree Dahongpao, genuine goods at the right price, this is the taste!"
The woman sighed in a series of passionate and emotional expressions, then she opened her eyes, neatly stuffed Qiao Zheng's teapot into her bag, turned around and grabbed Ruan Qi's hands.
"Little sister, how old are you this year? The mask you wear is so beautiful, I liked it at first sight. We have the same taste, so we must be destined to be together! Why don't you add me on WeChat so we can keep in touch in the future?"
Ruan Qi, who bought six packs of masks for ten yuan, said: "..."
Ruan Qi was stunned by the woman's sudden enthusiasm.
She turned her head, and her confused and helpless eyes passed through her sunglasses and fell on Qiao Zheng.
Qiao Zheng: "..."
Qiao Zheng's mouth twitched twice, and he explained to Ruan Qi helplessly: "The four generations of Lulu's family are all experienced tea connoisseurs. The tea house in the imperial capital is owned by her family."
Ruan Qi suddenly understood.
Minglou is the top teahouse club in the upper class circle of the imperial capital. Ruan Qi had been there once with director Jian Guoqiang and others when she was filming "Blade".
Because Nie Beilou loved tea, Ruan Qi also had a deep understanding of tea. The time she went to Ming Lou, she only took two sips and realized that the owner of this teahouse was a true tea connoisseur.
Ruan Qi had wanted to befriend the teahouse owner so she could find better tea for Nie Beilou later. However, her visit to the teahouse was to discuss filming, and Jian Guoqiang and the others were busy with work, so she didn't want to waste their time on personal matters. So the matter was put on hold.
But I didn't expect that I would meet the owner behind Minglou today.
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