When Jiang mother opened her mouth, Jiang Xia stunned and her face was slightly reddish.
He always loves face, he can't do this kind of preferential treatment, but think carefully, this Yuling teahouse and their tea house are dead, and they can't give money to them to earn, so this mother asked It should be.
The waiter didn't feel very surprised. After all, the first day of opening, some people really like to join in the fun and take advantage of it. Otherwise, the new store will not use the discount name to attract customers.
“Our manager said that guests before 2 pm today can taste the brown in the store for free, you please—” The waiter was very polite.
Originally, today is only some concessions, but many of the guests here are Jing Yunzhao invited to do propaganda. Those who do not care about a cup of tea can care about the face, so Jing Yunzhao directly and Chu Rong explained, exemption.
The gift they sent today is more expensive than this tea.
Since these invited guests are exempt from the bill, the other natures that come with the wind are no exception. Otherwise, those real guests will see other people not paying their bills, and there will definitely be a gap in the heart. Therefore, Chu Rong simply booked a time.
Jiang mother took out her mobile phone and looked at the time. It is now one and a half, and there are still half an hour from two.
"Son, let's go in." Jiang mother smiled and turned her head and said: "The waiter, we two, can you have a pot of Junshan Silver Needle and Longjing?"
The waiter’s mouth was pumping, but he still squeezed a smile: “Of course.”
"That bubble is thicker." Jiang's tail seems to be shaking up. Look at the location in the hall, and walked directly with Jiang Xia.
This later guest, the waiters mostly let them go to the upstairs box, because some of the popular venues in the downstairs hall are more serious, and most of the talks are commercial things, afraid that other guests can not relax.
I just didn't expect this mother and son to be afraid.
"Manager, they want Junshan Silver Needle and Longjing..." The waiter and Chu Rong said.
Many guests do not ask for the price, because there is a tea list, they will tell the guests whether they are exempt from the end, of course, there are a few people who order some slightly more expensive tea, but they are more convergent, and not both The person who came here ordered two pots.
"They are the proprietress and son of the first tea house on the street."
Another waiter spoke and explained: "I used to work in their home. This family is very embarrassing..."
The amount of tea used in each type of tea to make a pot of tea is not the same, but Jiang Wensheng is almost the same.
"There are more than 600 pieces of Pu'er tea in the first pot of their store, even up to more than 1,300. A pot of tea has a maximum of about 16 grams of tea..." The waiter said.
In this way, the tea in Jiangjia Tea House, the average level of Pu'er is 20,000 to 50,000, which is simply profiteering.
Chu Rong hates this kind of tea as a means of making a living, a person who does not respect it at all, and Jing Yunzhao on the side is a brow and smiles: "They are now, then it is, the cow chews the peony." I’m afraid I can’t taste anything.”
They still have to be credible, saying that it is impossible to repent before being free for two points.
However, as the first tea house, they ran to them to drink tea. What do outsiders know?
Jing Yunzhao directly found a waiter and arranged for her to go out and sway.
After a while, some people sent the tea that Jiang’s mother and son wanted.