Chapter 236： deep...

"Is there a way?" Long Gen immediately widened his eyes when he heard the word "money is rolling in".

He Jingwen pouted, "Otherwise?"

"Then tell me, what's going on, how much money can you make?" Long Gen asked hurriedly.

He Jingwen took a sip of coffee and said leisurely.

Liuhe Township is poor and remote, with no prospects for development. Naturally, few people can enjoy high-end tea, but the township government leadership can get some every year, such as Tieguanyin, Biluochun, Zhuyeqing and so on. Therefore, it is very difficult to find someone who has real knowledge of tea in Liuhe Township!

But to put it bluntly, have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?

There is such a little old man in the government team, named Wang Mingsheng, director of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, who has been in charge of the work for more than 20 years and has been rooted in Liuhe Township. , go up sooner or later have to come down.

Wang Mingsheng thought to himself, just be the director of his own Disciplinary Committee, and he won’t make trouble for others, so why not do it? In this way, it is too leisurely to be leisurely. At work, make a cup of tea, read books and newspapers; after get off work, my wife and children are warming up on the kang, and when I am on vacation, I go fishing and sit in teahouses.

After coming and going, I have some unique insights into tea, which is quite profound compared to people from Liuhe Township.

Tea has been loved by people all over the world for its fresh, natural and healthy characteristics for thousands of years. Studies have shown that tea has health effects such as improving eyesight, losing weight, diuresis, lowering blood pressure, lowering fat, anti-cancer, preventing dental caries, anti-radiation, and inhibiting arteriosclerosis. Gold, the panacea for longevity. China is the hometown of tea in the world, and has a long history of growing, making and drinking tea.

\"Seven things to open the door, oil, salt, chai, rice, sauce and vinegar tea\", whether to quench your thirst, or refresh yourself, or taste, or appreciate, or feel, tea drinking has become an inseparable part of our daily life. And "qinqi calligraphy and painting tea" makes tea an indispensable carrier for literati, poets, martial arts and ink. The ancient Chinese court’s preference for tea drinking pushed the charm of tea to the extreme, while the folks drinking tea formed a colorful and rich variety of tea customs and tea etiquette, and accumulated a profound tea culture. Drinking tea is closely related to people's health.

Wang Mingsheng took a sip of the tea that Long Gen brought, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Sweet, moistens the throat, leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth, one bite, refreshes the mind, and bathes in the spring breeze, extremely refreshing! And the taste is excellent, without the slightest bitterness and bitterness, it is really a sharp weapon for health preservation and refreshment!

In terms of health preservation, taste, and appreciation, it will definitely not be inferior to famous teas such as West Lake Longjing and Zhuyeqing in terms of these three aspects!

Wang Mingsheng was greedy and wanted some more after drinking it. He Jingwen told him frankly that Wang Mingsheng immediately said: "Apply for a patent and register a trademark!"

No, did you call the little bastard?

If this unknown tea is really capable, it would be a good thing to apply for a patent and register a trademark. I don’t have the money to open a company workshop, so why can’t I sell it to people who know the goods?

Tea, the profiteering industry, He Jingwen naturally knows it very well!

"Eh? Apply for a patent?" Long Gen's eyes glowed green, he swallowed, and said, "How much can it sell for? I'm more interested in this!"

He Jingwen rolled his eyes at the little bastard, and said contemptuously, "Money fanatic!"

Long Gen smiled, as a default. What happened to the money fan? He Shen is a big money fan, he is a big corrupt official, isn't it true that people have been passed down through the ages for hundreds of years, and he was treated the same as Ji Xiaolan, and he was much more chic than Ji Xiaolan when he was alive, what do you want? Look at Ji Xiaolan again, how shabby is she?

So, being obsessed with money is not necessarily bad, right? Besides, what's wrong with earning milk powder money? For the sake of future generations, things that last forever must not be sloppy!

"First of all, to apply for a patent, you must find an expert in the field of tea to appraise it! See if your tea is worth anything and how much it is worth. Only when it is valuable and there is a market, it is necessary to apply for a patent."

"If the application is successful...."

Long Gen's head suddenly became dizzy, and he waved his hands quickly, "Stop, sister! According to what you say, whether this tea can make money is up to you, right?"

"Well, it's like this at the moment." He Jingwen nodded and said: "But the word-of-mouth of the trial users is pretty good."

"How sure are you that you can make money?" I had a little fantasy in my heart.

"Eh, I don't know!" He Jingwen blinked Danfeng's eyes, wiping away a trace of cunning.

Long Gen was furious, "I'll circle around your mother!"

He Jingwen spread out her hands, indicating that it doesn't matter. I listened to it all as birdsong.

"You've been teasing me for a long time..." Long Gen grimaced bitterly, wanting to cry but no tears.

It really is "a penny can't beat a hero". Back then, I carried a large shotgun and swept across my neighbors, beating beautiful young women and mature wives, but for mere dung, I was caught by a girl Disgraced!

"Hey! Do you really want me to rob the bank?" He looked up at the ceiling, his eyes were wide open, but he didn't see a single flower.

"Puff!"

He Jingwen covered her mouth and giggled. It's so rare to see the little **** eat a turtle once, it's so refreshing.

"Okay, okay, don't be depressed. Just kidding, Director Wang said, your tea is no worse than Zhuyeqing Biluochun, you little bastard, just wait and count the money!"

"real?"

"What are you doing lying to you? Applying for a patent is very troublesome. I have someone do it for you. I can help with registering a trademark. It's okay, you can think of a name." He Jingwen put away the joke and took out a card from her bag. , "No, Dad gave me 200,000 pocket money, I took 50,000, and I'll give you the rest, take it."

Long Gen was startled, staring at He Jingwen, worried: "Here, you really plan to raise me like a bad boy?"

"Bah!"

He Jingwen spat lightly, and said in a bad mood: "Little bastard, everyone has given birth to you, so you have to treat them well? You have no money now, so how do you support them? The patent has not been applied for, even if it is registered. , and no one invested, how do you build a factory to produce tea?"

"You can take the money and use it first. The **** in the village will come out in a few months, and you can make money. Pay it back to me at that time."

"Jingwen, you are so kind to me, my mother is born again, I am so touched, woohoo..." Long Gen's eyes turned red, and he squeezed out two drops of cat urine half-truthfully.

"Get out! Is my mother that old?" He Jingwen stared and pinched the dragon's root.

Long Gen jumped up in pain, brazenly stuck it up again, hugged his crotch, and said lewdly: "Benefactor, let me repay you, I have nothing left, just this big stick Now, you can do whatever you want..." Before the words finished, He Jingwen threw herself on the ground, pressed her red lips, stretched out her tongue, and blocked her back.

"Woooooo..." He Jingwen hurriedly pushed Longen away, and said angrily, "Bastard, did my aunt just come? You want me to die every day, don't you?"

Looking up, the little bastard's crotch is so high, the big round tent is quite standard. It was that ugly thing that was pressing against his crotch, it was so hot, it was so uncomfortable.

"Ahem, ahem, don't I promise to repay the kindness of beautiful woman He? Why don't you do it?" Long Gen curled his lips, showing aggrieved look. "Hey, my sincerity was trampled by you, it's so bad...hey, it hurts me to death..."

He Jingwen shook her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, the little **** is still a rogue, pretending to be a criminal!

"I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to bed."

Long Gen was in a hurry, "Hey, how can I sleep with this thing on my head? You can play the flute, let me play a pipe; if you can't, I'll scratch the chrysanthemum for you. I found that you have been constipated recently. I Give you a poke, and it will be unblocked immediately..."

"roll!"

"Peng!"

The bedroom door screamed miserably, Long Gen shrank his neck, with a helpless expression on his face, lit a cigarette, the thing in his crotch didn't seem to be resting yet, his waist hurt from holding back! Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, get out, get out, I'm going out to find my wife! He took the key and went out the door.

"I'm going out, you can poke a cucumber yourself."

"little bastard....."

There were no people on the street anymore, Long Gen didn't drive, and the palm-sized street could be seen at a glance, and he didn't even bother to turn around when driving.

"Who is it? Wang Erniu must be at home, Huang Juan will not be able to make it in the day, and the third wife is good at skills, but she is not clean. The professional characteristics are too obvious, so I am not happy!"

In the end, Long Gen decided to go to Yang Ting. Didn’t this woman tell you the last time? The man ran away for ten days and a half months, and he had to leave when he came back to stay for one night. There was probably no one at home, so he threw away the cigarette **** and walked to Yang Ting’s house. .

The word "adult products" has long since disappeared. The alley is dark, and the lighter flickers like a will-o'-the-wisp, flickering on and off.

"Dong dong dong, Yang Ting, open the door..."

"Boom boom boom"

"Boom boom boom"

Ci Ao, this woman slept too hard, didn't she? Don't you wake up? After muttering a few words, Long Gen kicked twice violently, the crotch of his pants was hardened, his anger was burning, and his temper naturally became bad.

"Here, here, who is it? In the middle of the night, why don't people sleep? Really..." There was a complaint in the room, and it was Yang Ting who could not be wrong.

Long Gen said unhappily: "It's your Grandpa Long, welcome or not, I will leave immediately!"

"Huh? Xiaolong?" The room was slightly taken aback, and the door was opened with a sound of "Karji".

Yang Ting ran out wrapped in a blanket, and when she saw that it was Long Gen, her eyebrows were bent with a smile, "Oh, Xiaolong, it's really you. Come in quickly."

"I came here specially to meet you, come here, give me two **** first, it's so uncomfortable." The big hand reached into the blanket, held two soft balls, and rubbed them twice violently.

With a tug on the trousers, a **** snake sprang out, so black that it was so shiny.

"Uh huh... Hiss, Xiaolong, you, your hands are so cold... Uh huh..." Yang Ting snorted, grabbed the big stick with her little hand and rubbed it twice, her delicate body trembled.

Oh my god, how hard is this thing? Like iron, the red-hot iron is extremely hot! Yang Ting knows the feeling of suffocation best, but she couldn't bear to hurt her friend, so she squatted on the ground, opened her small mouth, and "Zi Liu" the big snake's head was completely sucked down.

"Hiss...."