I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

Everyone was staring at Uncle Yun at the front. The whole place was silent. Several businessmen behind Jiang Yuan stretched their necks to see what Jiang Yuan had handed over.

After a while, Uncle Yun slowly came back to his senses and looked at Jiang Yuan in a daze.

"Young man, what kind of tea are you offering me? I've been obsessed with tea ceremony for most of my life, and yet I can't figure out what category your tea should be classified into."

Jiang Yuan rubbed his hands excitedly: "Uncle Yun, this is a tea unique to my hometown. It is made using a unique method and is considered a type of green tea."

"Green tea?" Uncle Yun nodded and then commented: "It's passable."

Without waiting for Jiang Yuan to react, the old man next to Uncle Yun immediately took the tea leaves and impatiently took out a small bottle and poured it on the tablecloth.

"Even my eldest brother hasn't seen it. I'd better open my eyes." Master Yun said, putting his nose close to the tea leaves and taking a few deep breaths.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yuan hesitated to speak.

This stuff is added with more than ten pounds of epimedium. Don’t blame me if you can’t sleep in the middle of the night after taking a sip of it.

Mr. Yun opened his eyes wide, his face flushed, even his breathing became a little rapid, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Baodao, the taste of this tea is the most overbearing tea fragrance I have ever seen in my life!"

Jiang Yuan felt a little embarrassed. Was he being overbearing?

With mint leaves and various spices added, how can it not be overbearing? There are also more than ten pounds of epimedium, the old nose is overbearing!

When the tea leaves were passed to Mr. Yun Sanye, Jiang Yuan looked at him expectantly.

But Master Yun San also looked at Jiang Yuan with full expectation.

After the two of them stared at each other for a while, Third Master Yun said in a low voice, "Young man, they haven't seen it, and I certainly haven't seen it either. Tell me where this tea is produced, otherwise I will lose face."

Jiang Yuan's spirits lifted, and he immediately began to talk. "This tea comes from an old tea tree deep in the mountains. It has a long history, and I don't know how old it is. It gets eight hours of sunshine every day, and all kinds of rare treasures grow next to it..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Uncle Yun San waved his hands with a toothache.

Let me tell you the truth, what do you mean by bragging?

"Is it over?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Mr. Yun Sanye waved his hand, indicating that Jiang Yuan could leave directly.

Holding the gift box, Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and walked across the lobby with Chen Qing and others behind him.

There were obviously fewer people in the second place, with only about forty people sitting there. Each person had a small table with some fruits on it.

Sitting at the top were the old man of the Yun family and the governor who had walked in earlier.

Jiang Yuan found a seat according to the order, which happened to be next to Fatty Zhuge. Fatty Zhuge's face, which was full of collagen, looked surprised that Jiang Yuan could come in.

"Brother, I didn't expect that we would be one after the other."

"May I ask your name, brother?"

"Jiang Yuan."

"May I ask your full name?" Jiang Yuan looked at Fatty Zhuge curiously. He had asked him once before in the lobby, but Fatty Zhuge only said his full surname, Zhuge.

Fatty Zhuge pretended to be profound and took a sip of the water on the table. "When my mother gave birth to me, she hoped that I would inherit the family business, so she hoped that I would be smart. Brother, why don't you take a guess?"

"Zhuge is not stupid?" Jiang Yuan blurted out.

Fatty Zhuge shook his head reluctantly.

"Is Zhuge Conghui?" Jiang Yuan spoke again, but the latter still shook his head.

Jiang Yuan's face was filled with a complex expression: "You can't call me Zhuge Liang, right?"

This is the Wu Hou on Earth. Even though Jiang Yuan knew that the two were not the same person, he still didn't want to let Fatty Zhuge tarnish this name.

Fatty Zhuge straightened his expression and said slowly, "My name has five characters. My surname is Zhuge and my given name is Da Congming."

"So smart?" Jiang Yuan opened his mouth, feeling too weak to complain. He could only raise his left hand and give a thumbs up, while pinching his leg hard with his right hand.

Zhuge is so smart, is this really a name that a human can come up with?

These parents are too unreliable.

Zhuge Dacongming glared at Jiang Yuan: "Brother, are you about to laugh? My mother once told me that people who make fun of me because of my name are people with low manners. I think brother..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but chuckle a few times, then looked at Dacongming seriously.

"I'm sorry, I'm not well-mannered, hahaha!"

"Just call me Brother Zhuge." Fatty Zhuge said with a dark face.

Jiang Yuan suppressed his smile and nodded, then placed the brocade box on the table. Fatty Zhuge immediately cast a curious look at him.

"Jiang Yuan, you know the origin of my tea. It's not difficult to pass the four tests. Where does the tea you brought come from?"

"A thousand-year-old tea tree." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

If you want to sell at a good price, you must first brag about it. No matter what else, build product positioning first. The more you brag about it at the beginning, the easier it will be to get a good price later.

Fatty Zhuge curled his lips and didn't believe Jiang Yuan's words at all. How could there be so many thousand-year-old tea trees? You're just bragging.

After several people in the hall waited for half an hour, a few more people came in one after another. As the four elders of the Yun family walked into the hall, they announced the official start of the tea party.

At everyone's comment, the old man sitting next to the governor stood up. Although he was nearly seventy years old, he gave people the feeling of being strong and energetic.

As expected, money really does nourish people, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

"On behalf of the Yuntian Chamber of Commerce, I would like to thank you all for coming. This year marks the 300th anniversary of the founding of the Yuntian Chamber of Commerce. It is also the 40th exchange meeting I have hosted. By next year, I may not be able to meet you again." Yun Langtian smiled faintly.

Through communication with Fatty Zhuge, Jiang Yuan got to know everyone in the hall. Yun Langtian was the current head of the Yuntian Chamber of Commerce.

The rest of the people were basically from well-known business families in the Central Plains. Only five people, including Jiang Yuan, were new faces.

This shows how difficult it is.

"Okay, enough nonsense, everyone, please turn on the fire and make some tea!"

Following Yun Langtian's command, everyone got busy.

A total of fifty contestants in the hall all started to build charcoal fires and boil water.

Jiang Yuan poured the mountain spring water in an orderly manner and waited for the water to boil.

After a while, Jiang Yuan poured a small bottle of tea into the cup, poured boiling water into it, and then poured it out.

The first step in making tea is to wash the tea leaves.

After washing the tea, Jiang Yuan poured the remaining boiling water in and placed his hands on his knees.

Jiang Yuan's speed was not fast. At this time, most people in the hall had finished making tea, and the aroma of various teas began to spread.

Fatty Zhuge, who was sitting next to Jiang Yuan, took a deep breath. A faint fragrance wafted over him, and he nodded with satisfaction: "As expected, I picked it. I have good taste!"

However, before two minutes had passed, Fatty Zhuge's expression suddenly changed, and a light and elegant fragrance came to his face. It was so penetrating that it actually suppressed the fragrance of the tea in front of him.

"Did the Yun family brew the tea from that ancient tea tree so quickly?" Fatty Zhuge looked in the direction of Yun Langtian with reluctance.

But the result left Fatty Zhuge stunned. There was nothing in front of Yun Langtian, and he didn't even make tea.

Where does this tea fragrance come from?

Just when Fatty Zhuge was puzzled, his eyes swept over Jiang Yuan.

"impossible……"

"What good tea can this guy have?"