"Old gentleman, what would you like to drink?"
In the upstairs office, Hu Xiaobei glanced at the old man whose complexion had turned rosy and asked softly.
Hearing Hu Xiaobei's question, the man leaning back in his seat smiled and said, "I like to drink tea. I was fortunate enough to have tasted the tea you cultivated before, and I thought it was really good! Do I have a chance to try it again now?"
Sensing his eagerness, Hu Xiaobei smiled, "Of course, you have the chance!"
While speaking, Hu Xiaobei turned around and took a red tea tin from the wooden rack by the window…
After shaking it in his hand, Hu Xiaobei opened it, and in an instant, a delicate fragrance of tea diffused from the tin…
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Smelling the pleasant fragrance, Hu Xiaobei smiled…
Hu Xiaobei knew that the fact more and more people had become aware of the tea he planted was thanks to the promotion by his aunt and uncle…
