"Old Deng, you’d better try to persuade them. You know, foxes have the combined mischievousness of cats and the endurance and destructiveness of dogs. Given enough time, they could even dig through a reinforced concrete wall."
"Raising a creature with jumping skills no less impressive than a cat in a room filled with tea sets,tsk tsk tsk... I can vaguely hear the sound of shattered cups in my ears."
"As foxes, despite being greedy, enjoying chatting about scandalous topics in penguin groups, and asking for saucy pictures, I am serious and professional about being a cute fox."
Listening to the murmurs of the two Arctic Foxes outside the door, although Ansheng wasn’t really clear on what they were chatting about, he could clearly feel their excitement was extremely high.
Raising foxes in a tea house, just wait. In a while, the owner of that tea house will be able to witness the spectacular moments of foxes parkouring through his place.
And listen to the "safe and sound" crash of Zisha teapots hitting the ground, a sound that lingers for three days.
Old Deng, I’m not afraid of other things, but I’m worried the owner of the tea house next door might have a grudge against you!
"Ying ying ying—"
Inside, Ansheng was murmuring and jumped onto the street, stopping a pretty woman. He raised his little fox paw, hooked the stockings of a woman in a professional skirt, and pulled her into the house:
"Ah Qing! Here’s a potential customer, looks like she’s intending to buy gifts for clients, let’s go through the gift set!"
"Eh?"
The woman whose stockings were hooked by the fox paw exclaimed with concern, worried her stockings might snag and pull a thread on the street, she subconsciously moved into the tea house.
Yu Xueqing picked up the fox and continuously apologized to the woman in professional attire.
The woman in professional attire, with a face full of curiosity, tentatively reached out to pinch the plush fox tail.
The little fox tail brushed against her white hand, the smooth fur raising every hair on her back.
"Ssss..."
The woman in the professional skirt shivered all over and looked at the enchanting little fox spirit, gasping.
Stare—
The owners of the tea house next door, not saying a word, crouched at the door of Yu Xueqing’s tea house, brought out foxes from their own cages, and let the Arctic foxes in the cage take a good look and learn.
...
"Hmm? Ah Qing, do you have a friend with the surname Qiu?"
Upstairs, Yu Zhenghong was busy packaging gift boxes, and he saw on the computer backend that a local girl with the last name Qiu placed an order of nearly ten thousand dollars worth of tea at a music note shop.
Yu Zhenghong was taken aback at the sight and couldn’t help but poke his head out from the second floor to ask Yu Xueqing, who was busy downstairs.
"Surname Qiu? Yes! What’s up with Qiu Lingling?" Yu Xueqing looked towards the stairs and asked.
"Ah, that’s right, the order name is Qiu Ling." Yu Zhenghong responded and said, "You should call and ask her. If she really is your friend helping out, I’ll give her our premium tea box. Your friend is loyal! She placed an order of nearly ten thousand dollars worth of tea leaves from us."
"Almost scooped up the flower tea your dad makes."
Seeing the local order by a woman, Yu Zhenghong instinctively asked a question, as it turned out, he actually knew her.
"Nearly ten thousand dollars worth of tea?" Yu Xueqing was stunned, with a face full of disbelief as she said, "Lingling just graduated from university and started working, what does she need that much tea for?"
Speaking, Yu Xueqing placed a WeChat call to Qiu Lingling.
"Lingling, did you buy nearly ten thousand dollars worth of tea from my live-stream yesterday?"
"Ah... yes." The voice on the other end of the call, Qiu Lingling, sounded a bit odd as she said, "Yesterday, I saw someone saying in a group that a fox was doing an electric hip dance,clicked in and saw you streaming, so... I just shopped a little."
"No worries, just deliver it normally. Next month is the Mid-Autumn Festival, perfect for gift-giving, whether buying for someone’s family, it’s all the same purchase, buying from a friend’s place is more assured, no need to worry about getting aged or blended tea."
While speaking, Qiu Lingling was covering her face, afraid of revealing some undesirable habit of hers.
Foxes licked the live stream, almost licked her three souls, seven spirits, and Yang Qi away.
Upon realizing, her shopping cart was almost full.
But no harm done, next month, it’s just the right time for getting tea leaves and mooncakes to give as gifts during Mid-Autumn.
The surname Qiu isn’t a major one in Jiule, but Qiu Lingling has a multitude of uncles, aunts, and various relatives, plus some clients and whatnot, who can probably receive them all.
Relatives, that’s over thirty families, clients should be around twenty more suppliers and some agricultural contacts.
Yu Xueqing hung up the WeChat call, a trace of reverence showing on her cheeks.
Indeed, pet owners are wealthy... During festivals, gifts must amount to tens of thousands.
But, can such gifts be reimbursed by the company?
Yu Xueqing wasn’t very sure about this.
"Since it’s your friend, you go ahead and help dad deliver it! I won’t make the trip myself." Yu Zhenghong packaged up the tea for Qiu Lingling, even added two pounds of authentic Skinny Dog Creek cinnamon cliff tea, as a gift to Qiu Lingling.
Tea leaves, due to the need for storage and preservation, demand high requirements from tea houses. Different types of tea must be stored in separate rooms to prevent flavor mixing or spoiling due to moisture, causing secondary fermentation.
Because of the storage risks and the possibility of products aging and losing their taste.
The tea industry generally earns fifty-fifty; taking risks naturally requires higher profits, while retail unscrupulous vendors might even make multiple times the profit.
If it wasn’t for needing to package teas and for Qiu Lingling being a friend of Yu Xueqing’s, Yu Zhenghong would have even considered personally going over to make a delivery to drum up some business.
"Oh..."
Yu Xueqing responded, grabbed the edge of a carton and shouldered fifty pounds of tea. In her other hand, she picked up the little fox to go deliver goods.
Yu Zhenghong smiled and turned to go upstairs to work, but as soon as he sat back in his chair, his smile froze.
"No! Ah Qing, delivering goods is fine, but why take away our Master Fox!"
"My Master Fox!"
"It’s the end!"
Yu Zhenghong hurriedly chased out, wanting to stop his daughter from taking Master Fox away.
But he was too late, he could only see the taillights of a car named ’Five-spice Fish Head.’
Yu Zhenghong almost knelt down and cried bitterly.
Rarely does Master Fox come in high spirits to hook customers but missed it because he was lazy once.
"Hehehe..."
The owner of the tea house next door, pretending unintentionally, wandering around with foxes scampering everywhere, passed by Yu Zhenghong:
"Ah Hong! Don’t be down, come on, it’s just a mere Master Fox, see! You can borrow mine anytime, no problem between brothers."
"No, yours isn’t spiritual enough."
"Pfft! Jinx, yours ain’t spiritual!"
"My Master eats votive incense! Your foreign ghost fox bathes in imported seawater, has no smokefire charm, where is it spiritual? Never ate incense, not spiritual at all!"
"Hey!" The owner of the tea house next door was trembling with anger.
...
In the car.
"Lingling lives quite far! It’s almost reaching the docks..."
Yu Xueqing opened the navigation, and upon seeing the delivery address, was surprised by the expression on her face.
Qiu Lingling’s delivery address is a full twenty kilometers away from Tea Street.
Considering such a long distance, Yu Xueqing found it hard to imagine how Qiu Lingling frequently made trips to Changping Pet Paradise and Youth Palace to walk dogs.
"Isn’t this address the seafood wholesale market?" Ansheng glanced at the phone and immediately, his eyes were filled with a sudden realization.
No wonder... The past couple of times with Qiu Lingling, he could faintly smell a light fishy and salty scent from her hair.
Previously, he thought it was the fishy smell of dogs.
"Xiaolan, don’t lean in, or we’ll get into an accident! Sit tight, we’re going to make deliveries!"
"After deliveries, we need to go to the high-speed rail station to pick up your Aunt Momo!" Seeing the little fox being curious, Yu Xueqing quickly secured the fox to avoid him causing trouble; she was very aware of the importance of driving safely.