"Enough is enough, this is enough!"
Zhao Xiaoyang smiled.
This small box also has six, which is more than enough.
Besides, I won’t be sending it to many people, and I still have to drink this small amount myself.
Then, Zhao Xiaoyang took out a purple clay pot and put some first spring tea leaves into it.
A full jar actually only weighs two or three taels.
But it is definitely worth a lot.
Although he wouldn't be as good as Lu Qingquan, who would just throw out tens of thousands of dollars, a few thousand dollars shouldn't be too much.
"Here, Jiaojiao, this is the tea I grew myself. Let your dad try it."
Zhao Xiaoyang handed it to Xu Jiaojiao and said, "I didn't prepare anything else."
"No, no, no, no need. Why are you being so polite?"
Xu Jiaojiao covered her mouth and smiled.
After getting in the car, we arrived at Xu Jiaojiao's small house in a short while.
"Hey, Xiaoyang is here, come in and sit down!"
When Yuan Xiuqin saw Xu Jiaojiao and Zhao Xiaoyang coming in, she immediately greeted them warmly.
Xu Jiaojiao also went to make a pot of tea.
The first spring white tea, also a specialty of Lao Nanshan, also smells fragrant.
Of course, compared with the first spring tea grown by Zhao Xiaoyang, it still feels a lot worse.
"Ahem... Xiaoyang!"
Yuan Xiuqin raised her voice slightly, and the sound of flushing suddenly came from a bathroom inside.
Yuan Xiuqin then looked at Zhao Xiaoyang with a smile and praised him, "It's been a long time since we last met. You seem to be getting more and more energetic."
"Haha, it's okay. I've been eating well and sleeping enough since I came back for a few days, so I'm naturally in better spirits!"
Zhao Xiaoyang said with a smile.
In just half a month, the most obvious change is that the upper limit of physical strength has reached 180!
Just a little bit more and it will double the previous amount.
The whole person's spirit, including strength, is undergoing subtle changes.
"Xiaoyang! Here I come!"
Zhao Xiaoyang and Yuan Xiuqin were chatting casually when Xu Jianguo came out of the bathroom, adjusting his belt, and greeted them cheerfully.
"Hello, Uncle Jianguo!"
Zhao Xiaoyang stood up and greeted politely.
Xu Jianguo came up and shook his hand: "Sit down and have some tea. Don't be so polite. It's like being at home."
"Well, Uncle Jianguo, you take a seat too."
Zhao Xiaoyang was beaming.
Although he didn't really consider this place his home, he did feel very comfortable returning to the familiar place of Nanshan Village and seeing familiar people.
It’s hard to describe this feeling specifically, but it’s really comfortable.
Then Xu Jianguo and Zhao Xiaoyang started chatting casually.
Yuan Xiuqin's beautiful eyes turned quietly and she looked at the time: "Oh, it's getting late, I have to go cook! The chicken soup is still stewing on the stove!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Xiuqin."
"Hey, kid, you're just being polite."
Yuan Xiuqin waved her hand and saw the tea leaves on the coffee table: "Xiaoyang, this is the tea you grew yourself. Did you bring it to your uncle?"
"yes!"
“Ahem…”
As Zhao Xiaoyang was speaking, Yuan Xiuqin coughed. Xu Jianguo's brows trembled, and he immediately understood: "Okay, let me take a look."
"Cough cough..." Yuan Xiuqin coughed again.
"Oh, my stomach was cold yesterday and I feel a little uncomfortable again."
Xu Jianguo seemed embarrassed as he covered his stomach and gestured towards Xu Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, talk to your brother Xiaoyang for a while."
"Hey, just go ahead and do your thing. Who cares if two kids are chatting?"
Yuan Xiuqin rolled her eyes at him, and Xu Jianguo quickly left.
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