Zhang Lin looked at the silent Zhou Xiaochuan, and asked anxiously, "Brother, give me these tea leaves. How much can you get? You can tell the price."

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan felt strange.

Logically speaking, you are a provincial supply and marketing cooperative and you are purchasing tea.

Except for a few lonely old trees.

The top batch of tea, although it doesn't mean that you can have as much as you want, but you won't be so hungry, right?

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