In the book era, my villain is super well-behaved

Lu Cong felt inexplicably nervous because of the limelight, and there were even fewer uncles and aunties looking for trouble.

People who were petty thieves also suddenly disappeared.

She smelled tension.

"Lao Yan, just fill in the cracks in our small western-style building. Don't repair the ceiling or anything else. If you're afraid of dust falling off, just cover it with newspaper. It's as simple as possible."

"I listen to Xiao Cong."

Yan Xian naturally has more sources of information than Xiao Guan Guan, but even in the limelight, he is reluctant to wrong her and just wants to give her the best thing in the world.

When he took a break from his busy schedule, he gave the instructions to Realgar and the others.

Most of the people who can establish a foothold in the black market are rough and fine, so the brothers follow the boss's instructions to keep a low profile.

Sure enough, all the small black markets around were arrested.

For a time, the wind was roaring.

After the airport and the plane were repaired, the original team from Lv Cong's side flew to the port city.

By the time they arrived, the exchange meeting was already halfway through, and the booths of several of their major Chinese manufacturers had also ended.

Lu Lulu stared at the entire venue calmly, but her heart was extremely heavy.

The country behind her needs foreign exchange, funds for post-disaster reconstruction, and resettlement funds for the affected people.

Money, money……

Want money!
It is best to operate without capital, without any upfront investment...

Got it!

"Call all the factory officers who are free after attending the trade fair and tell me that Yu Teshu has invited them, and gather them all at Juanyun Temple."

She turned to Hao Kaixin, who was in charge of receiving them, and said, "By the way, let the porcelain factory bring some tea sets."

"Okay, Assistant Yu." Hao Kaixin knew how famous she was.

Sure enough, when the leaders of those factories heard the name of Lushong, they stopped going shopping and played and rushed over as quickly as possible.

Yu Cong trained everyone all night, giving a brief lecture on tea ceremony, focusing on standardizing the wrist movements for making tea.

When it looked like she was almost bluffing, she asked, "Let's do some statistics. What color clothes do you all have?"

"Just the gray one I'm wearing."

"I only have this blue one on me..."

Seeing this, Yu Cong frowned and thought for a while.

Nowadays, supplies are scarce. Even if everyone wears their most decent clothes when going on a business trip, at most they will only be unpatched clothes.

This is specially worn for others to see. The socks and vests worn inside may have holes in them...

Forget it, she still asked her little brother to bring his ID and go to the Consular Department of the Chinese Commissioner's Office in Hong Kong to borrow the red flag. Let him borrow as much as he can!
"We'll come here today. We'll gather at the entrance of the exchange meeting at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and let's perform our Chinese tea art to foreign friends."

The next day.

It was set at nine o'clock, but everyone arrived early, and everyone was there by eight o'clock.

"Just in time, I'm worried that I don't have enough manpower and I'm too busy!"

Yu Cong rented a small truck and brought in the tables and chairs borrowed from Cirrus Cloud Temple.

Everyone came together to set up the tables and chairs.

Neatly arranged in five columns and five rows, it is a bit eye-catching.

The location chosen by Yucao is very good. It does not block the door and is convenient for people inside and outside the venue to see.

"Not counting Yan Xian and I, there are fifty people in total, divided into two teams. One group performs twenty sets of movements, and then the next team comes on. There is no chaos..."

"Understood!" People in the factory came from all over the country, but they all knew about the earthquake in North China.

How can we not feel pain when we see our compatriots suffering?

"Come on, everyone put on the red flag, the venue will be crowded in 10 minutes."

Yu Cong's detailed instructions. "There are only 25 red flags borrowed. The first team goes on the field first. You are the ones who learn best and fastest. As long as you stay steady, it won't be a big problem.

The second team is watching and learning during this period. If you really can’t remember the movements when you get up there, just look around, don’t be anxious, be sure to stay calm...

Okay, let’s rehearse it while there aren’t many people. "

"Walk in unison, one two one, one two one, left, left, right, left, don't turn, left, right, left."

Wen Wenbiao is responsible for leading the team on the field.

"Stand still and sit down."

"Phoenix San, the leader of tea art, nodded!
It originated from the metaphor of Emperor Kangxi's trip to the south of the Yangtze River to experience the customs of the tea village. Because it was a private visit incognito, it was a sign of kneeling down and worshiping Emperor Kangxi.

It contains three bows to the guests to show the host's respect and welcome to the guests.

The water sounds three times and is light, the water line is three thick and three thin, the water flow is three high and three low, the pot flow rises and falls three times..."

Following Lu Lv's explanation, everyone poured water in a roughly orderly manner, pulling the water column up, then down, up and down again...

"The water column is like a white line, flying down, and like a waterfall falling into the pool, stacked in three stacks, causing the tea leaves to flip up and down.

There is clear soup and green leaves in the tea cup, with a flag and a spear standing gracefully, like fish floating up and down, lifelike.

The vapor from the cup is like a white crane rising up slowly..."

Once again, and again, and so on.

Lu Cong also followed the rhythm of everyone, speaking once in Chinese and again in foreign language.

Gradually, everyone's techniques became softer and less stiff at the beginning.

The more times you practice, even the men's wrists will become much softer, and the momentum will come out.

The brewed tea is not wasted. Foreign friends who have ordered from Huaxia Factory are invited to taste it on site.

"The soup is bright yellow-green in color, rich in chestnut aroma, and has a mellow aftertaste. It's a good tea!" Yu Cong was afraid that foreigners wouldn't understand the tea ceremony, so she praised it directly after taking a sip.

It made even those who didn’t understand tea feel that the tea in their hands suddenly became more advanced.

Repeat simple things and leave a deep brainwashing impression on your visiting friends.

As soon as they closed their eyes, they would pour tea and wrap it around their wrists, as if the fragrance of tea was still filling their noses.

The same food tastes better when eaten by others, and foreigners are no exception.

When Lv Cong ordered tea sets and tea leaves from the other party, he naturally respected the tea art culture.

Chinese tea ceremony is vast and profound, how can it be explained clearly in just a few words?
Sales of tea art books have skyrocketed.

However, talking on paper is ultimately superficial, and it requires personal guidance from knowledgeable people.

Thus, the tea art class came into being.

This is a long-term deal.

Arty style is always the most expensive thing.

When someone spends money, someone makes money.

But these later ones will no longer be involved and will be left to the organization to control the operation.

After returning the red flags, tables and chairs at the end of the event, she handed them over to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of Foreign Trade.

She is only responsible for creating demand gaps.

Undoubtedly, the photos of Yu Chong explaining the art of tea have once again appeared on the front pages of Hong Kong newspapers.

She was used to the things that appeared in newspapers, but she felt a little happy when she saw that the results of her hard work had been recognized by the world.

After the strength subsided, she was so tired that she couldn't straighten her waist and her legs hurt.

She continued to explain the tea art performance for as long as it took. Even with a loudspeaker, just standing still was very tiring...

Yiqiyigun: refers to young tea leaves.