Jiang Sa smiled discontently: "I know it's hard for everyone to believe that I can take out ten kilograms of Tianxiang Sang Ming, I understand this."

"Oh, what Tianxiang Sang Ming does? If there is no, there is no!"

The old lady waved her hand, and she didn't care whether her good granddaughter was lying or not.

"Good granddaughter, what is in this bag? I'll help you carry it."

"No need for grandma, all the tea leaves are very light, just about ten kilograms of Tianxiang Sang Ming."

The moment Jiang Sa finished speaking, the huge living room fell into a dead silence, and was then broken by a "pop" laughter.

"Hahahaha, it's really ten kilograms of tea? Could it be that I just went to the tea wholesale market to buy it?"

Mo Xinzhou pointed at Jiang Sa and smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth.

Mo Qinyao couldn't help but reveal a hint of ridicule at the corner of her mouth, and quickly restrained her body.

I thought to myself, let’s see how you ended up! I don’t know what kind of bad tea is in the bag. It must be the kind of inferior tea that you can buy a large bag of dozens of dollars, right?

Otherwise, how could it be used to pack it in a plastic bag?

After that, Mo Qinyao got up and walked towards Jiang Sa, feeling like helping to help him out, "My sister should buy West Lake Longjing, right? Grandpa likes to drink."

As she said that, she reached out to take the bag of tea, but Jiang Sa avoided it without any trace, and then walked straight towards the old man.

Mo Qinyao's hands were frozen in the air, a little embarrassed.

Then Jiang Sa said to the old man: "Grandpa, look at how this tea is. If it is not enough, I still have it there."

"I'll take a look."

Mr. Mo was purely curious about what tea his good granddaughter brought him, so he immediately took it and placed it on the coffee table, and then slowly opened the bag and took it in...

The next second, the expression on the old man's face suddenly froze!

I don’t know if it was a surprise or a shock, and my eyes suddenly widened, as if a 500-watt light bulb was as bright as a 500-watt light bulb.

At this moment, I could clearly feel that the old man's tongue was not smooth:

"This is this...this is this...this is...sang Sang Ming every day?"

But Mo Xinzhou was beaten to death and didn't believe it, "Grandpa, don't joke, how could you get ten kilograms of Tianxiang Sang Ming?!"

I have to say that the old man acted quite similarly.

"I'll take a look."

Mo Jingyan and Mo Jingcen walked over almost at the same time. They seemed to have smelled an extremely strong tea fragrance. The smell was simply amazing. It seemed to refresh their minds after smelling it.

Mo Jingcen was still holding a cigarette in his mouth. When he saw the tea leaves in the bag, his lips trembled, and the burning cigarette almost fell to the ground. He immediately opened his eyes in disbelief.

The tea leaves are purple-red, shaped like a note, and smell a strange fragrance... Isn't this Tianxiang Sang Ming?

"It's really Tianxiang Sang Ming?"

Mo Jingyan exclaimed, almost thinking that he was dazzled.

But after all, we have never seen Tianxiang Sangming in reality. We can only see the tea box at the auction, but we can't see it inside.

So I just saw it on rumors and pictures, and then I saw the old man hurriedly picking out the pictures from his phone and putting on reading glasses to compare it with it.

I immediately realized... exactly the same!

It can almost be concluded that this is the real Tianxiang Sang Ming, the best tea that cannot be imitated even with high imitation!

"hiss--"
Chapter completed!