Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

The ceramic breaks and the sound is crisp.

Mr. Ruan still felt dissatisfied and threw another one away: "How dare you compare this fake product with the longevity noodles made by Chu Chu? Do you know that the noodles cooked by Chu Chu can be sold at a higher price than your broken porcelain?" s price?"

He is not just bragging. In addition to her career fans and beauty fans, Chu Chu's family also has a large number of gourmet fans who are attracted by her cooking skills.

Among them, there are many rich people who want to make money for food in the fantou group.

Ruan Zhihao was so frightened that he took a step back. Looking at the broken porcelain, he felt heartbroken and suffocated.

This is five million!

Even if you don't want the fake product, you can still take it back and return it. The person introduced by his brother must be reliable.

But now that he has fallen, how can he find someone to reason with?

"Get out of the way, don't be an eyesore."

Mr. Ruan glanced at Ruan Zhihao. This incompetent dandy son was so attentive for nothing, and he was probably thinking about the shares in his hands.

Humph, let him think about it, but don’t give it to him.

Ruan Zhihao was trained so hard that he didn't dare to show off his arrogance, so he could only stand on the sidelines.

At this time, Ruan Chu went upstairs and brought something down. She glanced at Ruan Zhihao and handed the gift box to Mr. Ruan.

"Grandpa, this is the birthday gift I prepared for you."

The corners of Mr. Ruan's mouth raised, "You have cooked noodles for grandpa and prepared gifts."

Mr. Ruan said he didn't care, but he couldn't wait to open it when he got it.

Ruan Zhihao muttered: "Isn't this a temporary preparation to make up the numbers?"

After Mr. Ruan opened it and saw it, he looked at Ruan Chu in surprise, "Chu Chu, this is..."

Ruan Chu glanced at Ruan Zhihao and sneered in her heart. Her father was suddenly trying to please her grandfather and gave him eye drops in front of him. She was just worried that her grandfather would give her all the shares that were supposed to be given to her second wife and not give any of them to him to support his mistress. and illegitimate children.

Gu Yang was also a little curious about what surprised Mr. Ruan so much. He leaned over to take a look and raised his eyebrows, "Dahongpao, the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain?"

Wuyishan Dahongpao is the king of tea, and the tea leaves from this mother tree with a history of three to four hundred years are priceless.

"Isn't it just black tea?" Ruan Zhihao curled his lips.

Anyway, he doesn't quite understand what's so good about tea, and he doesn't understand why the old man is so excited about receiving some tea leaves.

Mr. Ruan rolled his eyes when he heard this.

The corner of Gu Yang's mouth twitched, "Dahongpao, the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain, is hard to find even a pound. And second uncle, this is not black tea, but oolong tea, which belongs to the green tea family."

Ruan Zhihao, who only knows black tea and green tea: "..."

This Gu Yang is so annoying! Can't you just shut up like Gu Jin?

"He doesn't know shit, tell him what to say."

Mr. Ruan pushed the tea can in front of Gu Yang, "I make green tea every time. Let's try another one."

Gu Yang: "...Don't you put Biluochun on the table every time?"

But she also knew that the old man wanted to try the Dahongpao, but he was afraid of spoiling the tea, so he asked her to brew it.

Seeing that Mr. Ruan was the birthday boy, Gu Yang would not expose his little thoughts.

Mr. Ruan snorted, looked at Ruan Chu with burning eyes, and asked meaningfully: "It's not easy to get this tea. Where did it come from?"

He loves tea, so he naturally knows how rare the mother tree Dahongpao is.

Ruan Chu felt as if he had been seen through, "I asked a friend to buy it. He happens to have the connections."

Gu Yang put on her big red robe and asked with a smile, "Is the friend my cousin mentioned Ji Linbai?"

Gu Jin calmly took the first cup of tea in front of Feng Jue and Mr. Ruan. He sipped the tea slowly and raised his eyebrows at Ruan Chu.

She said why this Dahongpao looked familiar.

No wonder some time ago, Ji Linbai, who had never been interested in tea, suddenly bought fifty grams of the mother tree Dahongpao from her at a high price.