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The dinner went on happily. After dinner, the family sat in the living room, drinking tea and chatting.

Liu Dekai was also a person who loved tea very much, especially Pu'er.

Cao Gong liked to drink tea, not because of Liu Dekai's influence, but because of his grandfather.

In Guangdong, as long as you are a boss, you like to drink tea.

Or in other words, in this area of ​​South China, as long as you have a little business, you like to drink tea.

People here don't like to drink alcohol.

Drinking alcohol is a kind of socializing, only drinking tea is your own enjoyment.

Cao Gong is the young star in the entertainment industry who likes to drink tea the most.

He likes to drink tea, that's famous.

Stars of his age all drink milk tea, fruit tea, or mineral water, only Cao Gong likes to drink tea, and he always has tea in his hand.

Every day, you have to bring a thermos cup to make a cup of tea. This is known to everyone in the circle and the fan circle.

"Midi Ancient Tree?" Before drinking it, just smelling the fragrance of the tea, Cao Gong knew what kind of tea it was.

Liu Deqi, who was pouring the tea, raised his mouth when he heard it. His son likes to drink tea, and he, as a father, certainly knows it.

Both father and son like to drink tea, but he also knows that his son likes to drink tea not because of him, but because of his grandfather and uncle.

"Try it, how about it." Liu Deqi motioned him to try it.

Took a sip of the tea in the teacup, and the taste was indeed good.

"Raw, a little worse than my ripe Pu'er." Putting down the teacup, Cao Gong couldn't help showing off.

"Hey, the first batch of rice-land Pu'er in 2010 is now 13 years old."

"You tell me, it's not as good as your ripe one?" Liu Deqi was not convinced.

"It's not as good as my rice-land ripe Pu'er in 2008, it's 15 years old, am I showing off? I'm kidding."

"Your raw Pu'er can still brag in front of others, but in front of my ripe Pu'er, it's just a little brother."

"..." Liu Deqi was so angry that he laughed directly.

He didn't expect that his 13-year-old Pu'er would be criticized when he took it out for this kid to taste.

Even Zhao Liying, who was drinking tea, couldn't help but chuckle.

"Do you really have rice-land ripe Pu'er?" This made Liu Deqi doubt it.

You know, after drinking tea for so many years, I can't find ripe Pu'er that is more than 10 years old.

How could my son find a 15-year-old Midi Ripe Pu’er?

How could he not know about this, as he likes Pu’er? Ripe Pu’er is more valuable for collection than raw Pu’er.

In addition to its collection value, the brewed tea has a very different taste.

“Yes, I have a piece of Midi Ripe Pu’er from 2008 and a piece of Bingdao Ancient Tree from 2010.”

For Liu Dekai, who likes Pu’er, this is simply a fairy product, no exaggeration.

Liu Dekai said to his son with a thick face: “I will buy it right away.My 62nd birthday is coming soon, you decide."

"Haha~" Yang Mi was amused by Liu De'an's suggestion as soon as she put down her teacup.

"Dream on, I'm busy all the time, and I only make a cup of tea occasionally when I'm at home."

"You can't buy this stuff if you have money, and I'm giving it to you, dream on."

Knowing that his son was reluctant to part with it, Liu De'an said, "Then bring some for me to taste."

"15-year-old rice-ripened Pu'er, I haven't tasted it yet." Liu De'an said.

"Take your piece and exchange it with me, I'll give you half a catty of 2008 rice-ripened Pu'er." Cao Gong took the opportunity to blackmail him, pointing to the cake of ancient tree raw Pu'er on the cabinet.

"Dream on you. "As soon as he saw his son wanted his treasure, Liu Dekai said angrily.

"Hmph, you have to give it to me even if you don't want to. In two years, Qiqi will be able to walk. I will ask her to come and get it. Do you dare not give it to me? If you don't give it to me, I can't coax her. If you can't coax her, don't even think about getting close to her."

"..."

Liu Dekai, who was just about to drink tea, stared at his shameless son.

He actually used his granddaughter to threaten his father? This loser is really capable.

"Hehe~" Zhu Lixi held the child and smiled as she watched the father and son bickering.

"I advise you, while I'm in a good mood now, I can still agree to exchange four taels of 2008 rice ripe Pu'er with you."

"If I regret it, Qiqi will bring it back to me next time."

"You can't refuse to give it. How about three taels in exchange for your cake. ”

“Why three taels? Isn’t it half a catty?” This made Liu Delai unable to sit still.

“Half a catty is just now. I was unhappy because I talked too much. Can’t I bargain?”

“Would you like to exchange it for two taels? If not, I won’t say anything. I’ll just get it for free next time.”

“Qiqi can’t get it. There are also Qingdai, Huaimi, Nanxing, and Jingyu. I don’t believe that you have so many granddaughters who come to you in a round-the-clock battle. Can you not give it to them?”

“Hahaha~” Liu Shishi, Liu Yifei and others laughed so hard.

“I won’t exchange it. If you have the guts, let my granddaughter come to get it when the time comes. What’s wrong with me coveting you for a few years?”

Liu Delai was also tough. He said he wouldn’t give it.

Putting down the teacup, Cao Gong immediately said to his daughter: “Qiqi, grandpa said he wanted to give you a gift. What do you want? You want that cake of old tree raw Pu'er, right? Okay, daddy will get it for you."

"Bad boy!!!" Liu Deqi never expected that this brat would come up with this dirty trick.

Cao Gong was just making a fuss, of course he didn't really want it.

He still has this stuff in his collection, and there are quite a few of them.

But how could he think that there was too much of this kind of good tea? Of course, the more the better.

Every year, Cao Gong would buy a batch of high-quality tea leaves, which he would keep at home for collection or drink himself.

Besides, this kind of high-quality tea leaves are also a good choice for gifts. (To read the novels of Bao Shuang, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

He knows people with connections, so of course he would take as much as he can.

To be honest, in Guangdong, giving a cake of high-quality tea is better than giving a bottle of Maotai worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, because people in Guangdong like tea more than Maotai.

Only those in government departments like wine, but bosses in Guangdong like tea.

"How much good tea do you have in your collection?" Liu Deqian asked his son how much he had.

"We have old trees, medium trees, and small trees from Bingdao Laozhai."

"This year's market, the old trees from Laozhai are more expensive. The market price is 60,000 yuan per kilogram, and it is difficult to get them. You need connections to get them. If you don't have connections, you have to pay more than 70,000 yuan per kilogram."

"I only got four cakes this year, no more."

"Since 2016, I have gotten all the old trees from Bingdao Laozhai that are released every year."

"And there is also a little bit of Mansong Pu'er, and this thing, but one cake is only more than 350 grams, and I got two cakes." Cao Gong likes to drink tea, so of course he is willing to buy them all.

"Is this it?" Liu Dewei took out a cake from the drawer.

"How much did you get?" He picked it up and looked at it. It was indeed real, not fake.

"30,000 for this cake, 357 grams." Liu Dewei explained the price.

"It's too high. The market price this year is 60,000 yuan per kilogram. Your 30,000 yuan per cake is equivalent to 50,000 yuan per kilogram."

"It must be the middleman who made a profit from the price difference." He still knows a little bit. []

With his status and position, he has a wide network of contacts, so it must be easy to get good tea.

People won't make more money, because if you give Cao Gong the first price, or if you give Cao Gong according to the market price, you can make friends with him, which will be useful in the future.

"My network of contacts is not as wide as yours. Even if I get this thing, I don't want to drink it every day."

Understand, this thing is not something you can drink if you have money, you may not be able to buy it if you have money.

Because there is a price but no market for this kind of luxury.

While the father and son were chatting, Liu Shishi also helped to make tea, and she also knew the skill of making tea.

During the chat, Zhao Liying asked, "When will your movie start shooting, father-in-law?"

"It's not clear yet. I'll wait for the notification from producer Cao." Liu Delai joked.

"September 15th, just after Mimi is discharged from the hospital after giving birth." Since they were talking about this, Cao Gong told the start time truthfully.

The filming of this movie will start in mid-September.

"September 10th is Xinyi's first birthday, and we will hold a birthday party for the child at that time."

"And September 10th is exactly the 100th day of the seventh day."

Cao Gong calculated it very clearly, and he knew when his daughter's 100th day would be.

"Really?" Reba was surprised to learn that it was this, because she didn't know that the child's 100th day would be September 10th?

"Yes, the 100th day is exactly September 10th, I guess my uncle shouldI will see if we can just hold a 100-day party for Qiqi so that we don’t have to hold a 100-day party next year.”

“Next year, we will hold a 100-day party for Qingdai, Huaimi, and Nanxing.” Cao Gong arranged it this way.

“Oh, that’s not right.” As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Gong immediately rejected it and said, “It seems that my brother and Chen Yu will hold a wedding ceremony in December. I wonder why they won’t hold a wedding ceremony three months after the child’s 100-year-old celebration?”

“Oh, it seems so. "Liu Yifei also thought of it, and had heard about it before.

This year, Cao Xixin and Chen Yu are going to make up their wedding.

Because of the impact of the epidemic in recent years, and considering that Cao Gong is a celebrity, they, as family members, dare not go against the wind, lest they be complained about at that time.

Because of this, my brother and his wife chose to delay it until this year.

Otherwise, when Chen Yu was pregnant last year, they could have held the wedding immediately.

"Then during this period of time, you can discuss it with your family and see what they think about it."

Cao Gong nodded and agreed to Yang Mi's proposal. It is indeed time to discuss it carefully.

Raised his hand to look at the watch, it showed that it was already 10 o'clock.

"We should go back soon. It's getting late." Cao Gong said to Liu Deqi.

"Okay, I'll take you out. "Liu Deqi did not try to persuade them to stay, because it was indeed late.

If they continued to persuade him, it would be too late to return to Shenzhen.

It would be fine for them as adults, but there was still a child who died..