"It's really a waste of resources for you to wait for such a cow drink!"

Changsun pointed at the two of them and scolded them angrily, but Cheng Chumo had a shameless face, how could he care about this? "Changsun, you are too stingy. Fang Er has so much tea here, so what's wrong with me drinking some."

"Yes, of course you have to drink it open. Why do you want to be a woman?" Cheng Chuliang also said to himself.

"you……"

Changsun Chong was speechless for a moment, and Fang Yiai smiled and advised, "It's okay for Changsun, you can drink it after brewing tea, but some people like to drink cattle, and some people like to taste it carefully."

This statement was reasonable, and Changsun Chong gave up and savored it carefully.

"Master, this tea is refreshing! I didn't expect that removing those burdens will make the tea so effective. It's really amazing." The little fat man is no longer surprised, and he only admires Fang Yiai.

Fang Yiai was praised so well that she enjoyed the compliments of her disciples. When she turned her head, she found that Xueyun was actually crying. She asked with concern: "Why is Xueyun crying?"

"Life is like tea, bitter first and sweet later. Xueyun used to suffer so much, just to meet the young master," Xueyun said, crying and laughing.

"Okay, following me in the future will not let you suffer any more."

Fang Yiai comforted her softly. When she mentioned Xueyun, she remembered her previous arrangement, "Young master, I plan to open a teahouse, can you take care of it?"

He just wanted to give her a place to settle down, but he didn't expect her to cry even harder, "Young master, don't want Xueyun?"

Seeing her crying, I felt pity for her. Fang Yiai couldn't bear to say anything, "How could it be? I just asked you to help manage your business. If you don't want to go, forget it."

"Xueyun is willing to help the young master, as long as you don't drive Xueyun away."

"Don't worry, as long as there is my place, there will be your place to rest."

...

Royal Palace.

Li Tai's fat body ran to Liangyi Hall, "Son Master, meets the father."

"Why is Qingque back today?" Li Shimin put down the memorial in his hand and talked to his son for a while.

"Today, the master made a new tea and specially sent his son to deliver it to his father." Li Tai said, and presented two small cans of new tea like a treasure.

"Wang Yiai gave me?" Li Shimin looked suspicious and did not reach out to answer.

"Yes, the master said he was filial to his father and emperor."

"What's his idea? Use my reputation to sell tea!" Li Shimin kept his vigilance enough and asked with a stern face.

Seeing Li Shimin like this, Li Tai felt funny and thought: Only the master is the only one who makes his father like this.

"Father, you are thinking too much. This time, Master is sincere. I just want everyone to taste new tea. Guixun, who is familiar with you, has given it to you at home. My father can drink it with confidence."

Li Tai said it was right. Now Fang Yiai doesn’t drink enough, so of course he won’t sell it. He just gave him a favor. The last time he was taught by a group of meritorious people.

So, this time, he gave some of his friendships.

Of course, when the tea leaves are shipped back later and officially sold, he doesn't mind using this to promote it.

"The son made tea for the father and emperor."

He ordered a little eunuch to go to the imperial kitchen to get a jade bowl and boil another pot of water.

At this moment, Changle and Gao Yang ran in, "See Father!"

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Gao Yang, Li Shimin's face turned a little cold, so Gao Yang was not as silent as before.

The second day.

The news spread throughout the city.

Taotaofang Yiai has developed a new tea with a scent of tempting fragrance and endless aftertaste.

They still believe in Fang Yiai's reputation. The rich people in Chang'an have been having all kinds of food, drinks, and entertainment, and have long felt bored. Fang Yiai can satisfy them. Countless people are asking for buying, but they can't find a place to spend it with their money.

Some people even came to find Fang Yiai just to buy a can of tea.

There are also many elegant people among them. This new tea is very suitable for their taste, elegant and mellow, and implies the road of life.

It’s a pity that they don’t have the face of Lao Cheng.

Fang Yiai's answer was very simple, just one sentence: "The source of goods is limited, and you don't sell it if you have money, and you don't sell it for much money. We are so willful!"
Chapter completed!