??Chapter 759: Chapter 760: Supre Ye Guangqu
Chapter 759: Chapter 760: Supre Ye Guangqu
Recently, a Supre Da Hong Pao called Ye Guangqu appeared on the market.
As soon as Ye Guangqu caught the eyes of tea connoisseurs, it conquered them with its light fragrance and clear taste.
The aroma is rich and llow, the aftertaste lingers endlessly, and each leaf is almost perfect.
And the na Ye Guangqu, which seems unrelated to tea, actually struck the connoisseurs as very fitting.
Because to savor Ye Guangqu is to calm one’s restless heart, as if forgetting the dayti’s turmoil, sitting in the tranquil night, watching the dancing tendrils of steam from the tea cup, slling the faint tea fragrance, it’s so comforting like listening to a lody under the moonlight.
The Ye Guangqu Da Hong Pao is produced in the Huo Family Tea Garden of Huali, City M.
The yield isn’t large, with just three pickings to date.
Packaged in brocade boxes, each containing 250 grams, it sold for the high price of a thousand and five hundred yuan.
And from one picking, only ten boxes can be produced.
As soon as the ten boxes of Ye Guangqu were available, they were imdiately snatched up.
Chiang Xiao dared to buy this house without a second thought largely because she had not yet collected this dividend from the Huo Family Tea Garden.
Initially, she had signed a contract with Uncle Huo for a thirty percent share of the profits.
That is, she still had over ten thousand in dividends there.
With that sum, she was also considered a person with tens of thousands of yuan.
However, no one knew about the tea tree in Chiang Xiao’s space.
She had picked and processed the tea herself, and now there was about ten pounds of tea leaves in her space.
Brewing tea with Spirit Spring Water, the resulting aroma was so pervasive that it filled the entire space, and just one cup left a faint scent in the mouth all day long, enhancing clarity and refreshnt.
This kind of tea was already different from Ye Guangqu, with its quality several tis higher.
For now, Chiang Xiao could only enjoy it herself and sotis share a cup with her grandparents.
A half pound of Ye Guangqu sold for fifteen hundred, and she felt her tea could fetch at least twenty-five hundred for the sa amount.
In this era, twenty-five hundred was truly a sky-high price for tea.
So she decided to just hold on to it for now and wait for the right mont to bring it out in the future.
However, recently Chiang Xiao had beco sowhat fascinated with making floral tea, using the flowers from her space, of course.
She discovered that among them, the one of the highest quality and best taste was the Golden Callia.
Its flavor was fragrant, and after drinking, lips and teeth retained a pleasant sweetness for a long ti.
So when idle, she would enter her space to pick and dry flowers, and then would ruminate over packaging designs for floral tea in the Bamboo Hut.
This was sothing she really enjoyed doing.
Up to now, she had designed several packaging boxes, all quite unique.
Factory Director Su would occasionally receive an order from her.
But aside from tea snack boxes, he had not seen any of the other boxes released on the market.
She also had Wei Honger craft several sets of teaware for her, as well as so exquisite tea caddies and vases, which were also unseen on the market.
Factory Director Su and Wei Honger both asked Chiang Xiao what she was doing with all these items, since making so many didn’t seem to be for the purpose of selling them. Chiang Xiao simply brushed them off with the excuse that she had not settled on pricing.
Fortunately, her space was exceptional at storing items.
The shelf on the first floor of Bamboo Hut, even if it held ten thousand catties, would still appear quite empty.
After all, those items would be shrunk countless tis before being placed there.
Thus, no one knew that Chiang Xiao had already accumulated a large amount of porcelain and packaging boxes in her space.
After toiling half the night in her space on the floral tea, Chiang Xiao finally felt so peace of mind.
But she was unaware that soone was teetering on the edge of life-threatening danger. Her unease might well be due to his insecurity.
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