At first, Shen Nanyi still wanted to spare the other person some face. But since Zhao Shibo had said such things, Shen Nanyi just wanted to scoff.
The people on the scene naturally sensed the subtle change in the atmosphere and wisely chose to keep silent.
One had a deep family background, and they had just had a meal with the other. As the saying goes, "He who takes the handout is in the giver's hands." They really didn't know whose side to take, so it was better to stay silent.
"So Uncle didn't buy back a whole bunch of tea? Weren't you full of confidence when you left?" Shen Nanyi said lightly, hitting the nail on the head with her words.
These words made Zhao Shibo lose face. His voice gradually grew louder, as if the louder he spoke, the more confident he would be. "You don't know that it was dug out from some remote mountain village. How could there be any in the store for sale?! Give me the contact information, and I'll buy it right away!"
Zhao Shibo dug his own pit and jumped into it without Shen Nanyi having to do anything. He was so quick that Shen Nanyi didn't even need to set the stage.
"Since you're so sincere, it's actually not difficult." Shen Nanyi almost burst out laughing. This was the first time she had seen someone so eager to be slapped in the face, so she decided to fulfill Zhao Shibo's wish.
Not long after Shen Nanyi finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Zhao Shuyan consciously went to open it, and the boss of the tea shop rushed in.
Thinking of what his boss had told him on the phone, the boss felt a bit pressured.
The boss of the tea shop came just in time. The smile on Shen Nanyi's face grew wider. "This is the boss who sells the tea. You can tell him your requirements directly."
After introducing the boss, Shen Nanyi quickly shifted her gaze to Zhao Shibo.
At this moment, the people in the living room looked at the newly - arrived person, and a thought flashed through their minds simultaneously: This person looks a bit familiar.
"Give me a few jin of the tea she bought!" Different from the expressions on the others' faces, Zhao Shibo was extremely excited when he saw the person. He spoke like a nouveau riche. Maybe he was afraid that his previous words weren't enough to show his status, so he added another sentence, "Price is not an issue!"
As soon as these words were out, not to mention others, the tea - shop boss couldn't help laughing first. He finally understood what Ji Beichuan had told him before.
"No problem. Miss Shen bought Golden Melon Tribute Tea in our store before. The unit price is 500,000 yuan for 100 grams. How many jin do you need?" The shop boss spoke calmly, so calmly that the people on the scene didn't even react to the price at first.
It was really rare to mention a price of hundreds of thousands so casually.
"Give me... How much?! Is it made of gold? I get it. You're all in cahoots to rip me off?!" Half - way through his words, Zhao Shibo finally reacted and quickly blurted out.
"Golden Melon Tribute Tea is a rare treasure among the existing aged Pu - erh teas and is known as the 'King of Pu - erh Tea'. There are only three authentic Golden Melon Tribute Teas in existence. Two of them are preserved in the Tea Research Institute of the Chinese Academy of Agricultural Sciences in Hangzhou and the Palace Museum in Beijing. The remaining one happens to be in our store. It's not made of gold, but it's much more precious than gold." As soon as he heard someone doubting the things in his store, the boss immediately became serious.
He explained every detail quite thoroughly. Watching the store manager explain the tea, the people on the scene belatedly realized why they felt the person in front of them was familiar.
This wasn't just an ordinary store boss. It was like a high - level person dealing with a lower - level situation.