Chapter 35 Level 1 Longjing Yin Yin Robbery

Chen Qi suddenly remembered that in his space, there were 5 catties of super-grade Longjing from Liandong Village Zhang's family, as well as dried cured pheasant and rabbit meat dried by some elder sisters.

So he hurried back to the dormitory, took out two catties of premium Yuezhong Longjing tea and some air-dried meat from the space, and ran to the teacher's office.

Because the tea leaves were intercepted privately by the factory manager, there is no tinfoil sealed packaging, and there are no beautiful tea cans. They are all stored in bamboo tubes.

"Ms. Li, this is a local product from my hometown. I brought it here for you to try."

Chen Qi was used to flattering the old directors of the department in his previous life, so of course he knows how to speak beautifully.

Li Baotian took the bamboo tube and cushioned it a few times, then said lightly, "What's inside? Don't weigh the scale."

While talking, he opened the stopper, and a fresh fragrance came out, so he poured out a little impatiently, and couldn't help shouting excitedly:

"Hey, Longjing tea is still a bud and a leaf. This is a good treasure. This, this has reached the first level, right?"

Afterwards, Li Baotian realized something immediately, and quickly plugged the bamboo tube, and quickly put it in the desk drawer.

But it was already too late. When the other teachers in the office heard that there was a top-quality Longjing, they all quickly gathered around.

"Old Li, what Longjing, hey, don't hide it, I can already smell it, take it out and have a look."

"That's right, we just took a look and didn't steal yours. Why are you so stingy?"

"Hurry up, Mr. Li, this is the idea of a small peasant. If you have something good, you should share it with your comrades."

All of a sudden, the office was in chaos.

In the early 1980s, tea was a strategically controlled material, and the best batches of tea were all exported to earn foreign exchange.

The rest of the tea leaves are sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives, and the price is not cheap.

Many old tea drinkers have no choice but to try their best to find the relationship with the tea farm, even if they get some broken tea leaves, it is very pitiful.

So in the 1970s and 1980s, when you went to someone's house or someone's office to sit in, and they poured water for you, it was really boiled water. Unlike later generations, one grabs a lot, and half a cup of water is tea.

For intellectuals, long-term mental work most needs tea to refresh their brains, so the demand for tea is very large.

Whoever has some tea leaves hides them like treasures. When making tea, they carefully throw a few pieces in, but don't dare to put more, as it will disappear later.

It is estimated that people in Wanwan say that we can't afford tea eggs. It should be this period. Tea and eggs are in short supply, and ordinary people really can't afford them.

So when Chen Qi took out 2 catties of Longjing tea leaves, the teachers next to him all jumped up like sharks smelling fishy.

"No, no, you smelled it wrong, so my student sent me some dried bamboo shoots from the mountains."

Li Baotian lay on the table and covered the drawer with his body, while explaining palely.

How could the other teachers believe it? Zhao Yiping, who taught internal medicine, hugged his arm, Xia Qiang, who taught pediatrics, held down his hand, and Wang Zhi, who taught biology, hurriedly pulled him back.

As soon as the three teachers cooperated, Teacher Li was immediately taken away from his desk.

Teacher Zhou Gengyin, who taught biochemistry, immediately opened the drawer and pushed the stopper, "Damn, you old boy is really dishonest, you really have Longjing tea."

Li Baotian screamed anxiously: "Hey, hey, are you robbers? This is my students honoring me, that's all."

"Bah, you are the teacher, we are not Chen Qi's teacher?"

Zhao Yiping suddenly turned to the stunned Chen Qi:

"Student Chen Qi, you usually look honest, but you are also full of flowers. Tell me, are you giving this tea to Teacher Li alone? Or to all the teachers? Note, this teacher is not limited to Teacher Li alone?"

Chen Qi's mouth twitched. How would he answer this question? This question is simply a "proposition".

He hasn't graduated yet, so it's equivalent to being a hostage in their hands. If he knew that giving gifts would cause trouble, he wouldn't give them even if he was killed.

Li Baotian saw that his students' faces were flushed, so he could only compromise: "Okay, okay, let's make a cup for each of us today, but first let's say yes, we won't take too much."

After everyone heard this, they let go of him, and rushed back to their desks to get their teacups.

Zhao Yiping also kicked Chen Qi: "Do you have good eyesight? Hurry up and get some hot water."

"Ooh..."

When Chen Qi came back from the boiling water room, there were 15 water cups neatly placed on the desk.

Chen Qi is a bit strange. There are only 6 teachers in Teacher Li's office. Where did he get 15 water glasses? Looking up again, good guy, the teachers from the next few offices also ran over.

Li Baotian glanced at his student with dissatisfaction, meaning that you are such a fool, wouldn't you secretly send gifts home in the middle of the night?

Chen Qi saw the threat in the teacher's eyes, and prayed with his eyes: Teacher, didn't I forget this in a moment of excitement.

Zhao Yiping knocked on the table: "Squad Leader Chen, why don't you hurry up and make tea?"

Li Baotian muttered dissatisfiedly: "You are all robbers, hey, take less, just a few slices, this is a first-class Longjing, not black tea foam that costs one yuan and a half catty."

The other teachers don't care about you. After passing this village, this shop will disappear. It's hard to drink such good Longjing tea in the future.

The boiling water was poured into the teacups, and all the teachers did not blink their eyes. With the scent of tea leaves wafting out, everyone was intoxicated.

"Well, Fragrant Ruolan~~~"

I don't know which teacher expressed a burst of emotion, which immediately resonated with everyone.

These teachers couldn't wait to take their water glasses one by one, and sat in a circle, smelling the fragrance of the tea quietly, as if their hearts had also been calmed.

It turns out that tea art can really calm the mind, this is Chen Qi's first feeling.

Li Baotian stopped cursing, but took his own enamel cup, smelled it and shook his head:

"I haven't smelled such a fragrant Longjing in the 8 years since I was in Yuezhong. When I was young, I would go to Longjing Village by the West Lake to drink tea. How many years have passed..."

Zhao Yiping also seems to be recalling something:

"Yes, when I went to school in the provincial capital, my teacher liked to drink this kind of Longjing. Now the teacher has passed away long ago, and I have never drank such good tea..."

After a while, these little old men fell into memory killing one by one.

Chen Qi doesn't drink tea, but only drinks Coke, with a puzzled look on his face: "Is it true? Is it that good?"

(end of this chapter)