Small Farmer Medical God

Chapter 2064: Chapter 2059: That’s Way Too Expensive

"You actually have such good tea here?"

Fang Weiming was full of surprise...

He felt he had underestimated this tea room.

Previously, Fang Weiming thought this was just an ordinary tea room, and even the best tea wouldn’t be too good because the consumer level in this area was limited, and there was simply no market for exceptionally good tea.

But now, Fang Weiming realized he was wrong.

Because the tea being brewed now was obviously much, much better than he had imagined.

The beautiful woman glanced at the surprised Fang Weiming, chuckled, "Yes, this is the best tea we have here! Is the customer satisfied?"

"Satisfied!"

Nodding lightly, Fang Weiming quickly asked with some curiosity, "How much is this tea per pot? It shouldn’t be cheap, right!"

"Yes, it’s not cheap, Thirty thousand yuan a pot!"

"How much did you say per pot?"

Fang Weiming widened his eyes in shock.

He felt like there was something wrong with his ears.

Because the number he heard didn’t make sense.

Seeing his shock, the server slowed his speech, "Thirty thousand yuan. I said it’s Thirty thousand yuan a pot."

"Thirty thousand yuan? Why don’t you just rob me!"

Fang Weiming confirmed he hadn’t guessed wrong and immediately stood up.

Although he had more money now, he couldn’t afford thirty thousand yuan per pot of tea.

In his eyes, this was simply a black shop, purely extortion.

The server saw his angry look and frowned slightly in grievance, "Sir, I reminded you before that the price was very high, and you said you could accept it. What do you mean by suddenly getting angry now?"

Upon hearing this complaint, Fang Weiming was furious, "Just because I said I could accept, you set any price you want? Go get your manager for me. I want to ask clearly what kind of tea is worth thirty thousand a pot."

"But if the tea isn’t brewed continuously, it will be completely wasted."

"Don’t talk about this nonsense; go find someone for me first."

"Alright then!"

She sighed helplessly and quickly walked out, trying as best as she could to speed up because she didn’t want the pot of tea to be wasted, otherwise it would be too much of a pity.

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"The world is going downhill, and people’s hearts are not what they used to be. A pot of tea for thirty thousand, this is utter nonsense."

Hearing this cold sneer, Hu Xiaobei gave him a deep look and said, "What? You think it’s not worth it? Previously, weren’t you also surprised by this wafting fragrance of tea?"

"Yes, previously, I was indeed surprised. But what does that mean? Does it mean a pot is truly worth thirty thousand? Ridiculous."

"Ridiculous? I think you’re the ridiculous one."

With a sneer, Hu Xiaobei took the teapot full of tea leaves and continued brewing.

As Hu Xiaobei moved, the almost faded tea fragrance began to fill the air again.

Smelling the alluring tea aroma, a trace of warmth and excitement flashed in Fang Weiming’s eyes.

Soon, he said directly, "You actually know the tea ceremony?"

He was truly shocked at this moment because Hu Xiaobei was now demonstrating an exceptionally skilled tea ceremony.

Fang Weiming loved tea and had learned tea ceremonies for some time.

He always thought that among amateurs, his level was considered pretty good.

But now, after seeing Hu Xiaobei’s level, he realized that he had been overestimating himself.

Because this was truly seamless.

Smooth...

Every step seemed slow and unhurried, yet incredibly smooth.

As if it was all second nature.

Hu Xiaobei squinted his eyes, seeing Fang Weiming’s astonishment, "What? Is this really that surprising?"

"Of course, aren’t you a farmer? Don’t you only know how to farm?"

"That’s your own assumption."

With a faint sneer, Hu Xiaobei quickly poured a cup and placed it in front of Song Yaling.

Hu Xiaobei knew that she, just like himself, was a bit thirsty.

"Thank you!"

Song Yaling smiled gently and picked up the cup.

Hu Xiaobei laughed heartily and said, "No need for thanks among friends."

Hearing such a conversation, Fang Weiming glanced warmly a few times, then quickly urged, "Xiaobei, pour me a cup, I want to taste what this tea is all about."

"If you drink it, you’ll have to pay for it."

"What do you mean? If I don’t drink it, will you pay?"

"Of course! Since we’re drinking the tea, I’ll pay for it, of course."

"You’re not joking? This pot of tea is thirty thousand yuan, do you earn that much from farming in a year?"

He thought Hu Xiaobei was completely insane now.

Thirty thousand for a pot of tea, he couldn’t afford it, let alone Hu Xiaobei.

"That’s not your concern."

While speaking offhandedly, Hu Xiaobei poured himself a cup.

A girl named Aiai who had remained silent spoke softly, "Hu Xiaobei, right? I think the tea tastes good, can you pour me a cup? I can give you an autographed photo of mine later."

She hadn’t spoken at all before...

Now, she spoke.

Because she really felt that the tea tasted particularly good.

She wasn’t the kind of girl who particularly liked tea, but now, she wanted to take a sip.

Hu Xiaobei listened to her words, glanced at her, and said, "I’m not interested in any autographed photo, if you want to drink, then pay."

"I..."

She was dumbfounded...

She didn’t expect Hu Xiaobei to refuse her, and so decisively at that.

Because of her good looks, she had always received a lot of special treatment, which had become a habit.

So she thought men would always let her have her way.

That’s why she was dumbfounded after being refused.

Seeing his girlfriend take a hit, Fang Weiming shouted angrily, "Hu Xiaobei, what do you mean? My girlfriend just wants to have a sip of tea and you’re not willing?"

Hearing such a cold questioning, Hu Xiaobei curled his lips disdainfully and said coldly, "Then what’s your meaning? You invited me here for tea, and now you’re unwilling to pay, are you messing with me? Besides, she’s your girlfriend, what does it have to do with me if she wants tea? It’s simple, just pay!"

"Fine! I’ll pay, isn’t it just thirty thousand yuan? Do you think I really care about this amount?"

"Since you’re willing to pay, then pass over the cup."

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, he handed over the cup.

Hu Xiaobei smiled slightly, right then, the door opened.

A man in a suit walked in.

"Dear guests, I’m the manager here, did I hear you calling for me earlier?"

Full of smiles, he quickly introduced himself after coming in.

With anger still in his heart, Fang Weiming glanced at him and quickly said coldly, "Earlier, I ordered tea and your server said it was thirty thousand per pot. Do you think I haven’t tasted tea before, so you’re trying to fleece me?"

The manager glanced at him and quickly replied, "Sir, regardless of whether you’ve had tea or not, our tea is indeed thirty thousand per pot, and you can choose not to drink it. For this kind of exquisite tea, we can only get a small amount each month, so we really don’t need to waste it on you."

"What do you mean? Are you saying it’s a waste to serve it to me?"

"Yes! Isn’t it? You simply can’t appreciate its value. To be frank with you, we usually reserve this tea for our top-tier VIP clients. Earlier, you asked for the best tea, and our server, worried that other teas wouldn’t suit your taste, selected this for you, but you ended up getting angry. It seems you’re truly an inexperienced outsider."

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