When President Meng stood in front of Qiao Xin again, he came with a determined mentality of burning his boats.
Choosing a 50-50 split means that they will share the risks and benefits of cooperation with Qiao Xin. But when he thought of the other party's deep background, Chairman Meng's hand was shaking when he signed!
This lot is life or death, and nothing can be decided by oneself. Good or bad, it can only be left to fate!
Qiao Xin didn't say anything and just looked at him calmly.
After Shunzi collected all the deeds, Qiao Xin asked them if they had any other needs.
Magistrate Wu blushed, and after hesitating for a long time, he said, "Madam, can we get some money in advance to pay the tea tax first?"
This matter really cannot be delayed at all. If the officials from the Salt and Tea Bureau pursue the matter, not only will they lose next year's quota of border tea, but not only will Chairman Meng be imprisoned, but even he, the county magistrate, will not be able to escape the responsibility of negligence.
"Okay, do you think ten thousand taels is enough?"
"Enough, enough, enough. Thank you so much, old madam!" The two were overjoyed. They didn't expect Qiao Xin to be so generous!
It is more than enough. The tea tax for their entire chamber of commerce is only 5,000 taels, and the rest can be used to pay some tea farmers' wages.
After getting this money, at least now they have a clear explanation to everyone when they return.
Wu Shiye and Chairman Meng gradually relaxed their tense hearts until Shunzi brought the tea to them and they came back to their senses.
President Meng caught a glimpse of the bright red tea in the white porcelain cup and his expression froze.
Having dealt with all kinds of tea for many years, President Meng is at least a semi-expert. He can tell whether the tea in front of him is good or not just by smelling it, looking at it, and judging its color.
But this is the first time I have seen such golden and bright red tea.
Qiao Xin raised her hand and asked, "How about trying it?"
President Meng concentrated on tasting the tea. The taste naturally amazed him, but why did this thing give him a sense of familiarity?
He suddenly thought about it and blurted out his thoughts: "Could this be the batch of tea we got?"
Magistrate Wu's eyes moved slightly, but the hand that was stretched out quickly could not deceive anyone.
Qiao Xin nodded: "Of course!"
Chairman Meng stood up suddenly and almost knocked over the tea tray in front of him.
"This is... impossible. When the tea leaves had problems, we tried it and it didn't taste like this at all!"
Qiao Xin asked: "Are you using the existing tea-making techniques?"
"Of course, is there any other way?"
After hearing this, Qiao Xin glanced at Shunzi, who clapped his hands, and the door of the wing room was opened again from the outside. This time, a graceful woman came in, followed by two maids holding two wooden trays with various novel utensils on them.
The woman moved gracefully and elegantly, and walked slowly towards the crowd. She gently brushed the hem of her skirt and bowed slightly, with smooth and natural movements. Then she walked in front of the table and chairs that had been prepared in front of her.
After the maid brought the utensils, she washed her hands and made tea.
Take water, open the lid, boil the soup, cover it, swing the pot, scald the cup, pour high and low, and repeat this three times. The whole set of actions is done smoothly and pleasing to the eye.
Magistrate Wu and Chairman Meng's eyes were always attracted by the way she held the pot, poured tea, and brewed tea.
Slowly, a unique and charming scent permeates the air.
People present touched their noses and sniffed gently. The aroma was strong and mellow, with a hint of sweetness, which was unforgettable.
It was not until the girl finished her performance and left the room that a cup of tea exactly the same as the one just now appeared in front of each of them.
They came back to their senses, and Master Wu couldn't help wondering: Are they drinking tea? This is clearly a pleasing performance.
Which scholar and elegant person can refuse such a feast for the eyes and taste?
President Meng's focus was always on the other party's tea. If he had not seen with his own eyes the other party take out a tea brick with their Chamber of Commerce logo from a wooden box, he would never have believed that the mellow, rich and smooth tea in front of him was brewed from the tea leaves that they had discarded just a moment ago.
President Meng felt that he understood something, but he couldn't believe it!
Is it what he thought?
Did this group of people accidentally create a new type of tea, and it’s a very rare one?
But now he himself was confused and urgently needed someone to give him a definite answer.
He looked at Qiao Xin with burning eyes.
Qiao Xin seemed to be unaware and said slowly, "The day after tomorrow is my grandson's 100th day banquet. It won't be a disgrace to treat the distinguished guests with this good tea!"
President Meng heard his heart that was about to jump out of his throat, and then it fell back into his chest with a "bang"!
It’s settled, it’s settled. With the old lady personally guaranteeing this tea, we won’t have to worry about selling it well!
It is just like those delicious but unreputable liquors, which instantly become famous once they are liked by some important person.
It’s just that today’s celebrities and scholars are extremely careful about their reputation and never bother to promote a product on behalf of businessmen.
Although Qiao Xin could not be called a refined scholar, she had maintained a pretty good reputation over the years! Her influence was no less than that of a certain great scholar.
How could something that she praised be bad?
President Meng tactfully changed the subject and stopped asking about the tea-making technique. He was just a tea seller, why would he ask about the secrets of a teahouse?
They have already agreed that they will be responsible for production, while Qiao Xin's restaurant and food shop will be responsible for sales, with a clear division of labor.
If you cross the line, there will be no possibility of pleasant cooperation.
Since we are all good people, the subsequent communication will be much more pleasant.
After the meeting, Shunzi sent them out on behalf of the host and stuffed a package into their hands before leaving.
Chairman Meng looked at the invitation and ten thousand taels of silver in the package, followed Magistrate Wu, and walked back to his residence with one step deep and one step shallow.
Shunzi's words still echoed in my ears: "Congratulations, President Meng. Now your luck has turned. You can make a lot of money just by lying down with the old lady in the future. You are sure to get this overwhelming wealth!"
He wanted to secure this overwhelming wealth, but he was afraid!
This money comes too easily!
Seeing Magistrate Wu who looked like nothing had happened, Chairman Meng asked for help in a cowardly manner: "Sir, if the old lady is serious, aren't you afraid that we will take the banknotes and run away?"
"The monk may escape, but the temple cannot. With this ten thousand taels, does President Meng not even want his family anymore?"
"Hehe, that's not the case. I just feel like this day is just like a dream, from hell to heaven. To be honest, all this still depends on your help! If you need me in the future, I will go through fire and water and will not hesitate to die!"
"Don't say too much, it's all for the sake of the people of Anhua County. As long as you don't treat the people harshly in the future, it will be worthy of my kindness. Otherwise, not only me, but even the old lady hates those who oppress the weak."
President Meng was startled and immediately understood what Magistrate Wu meant!
Whether or not you can handle this overwhelming wealth depends on how you treat those poor tea farmers!
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