Chen Yongnuo stood aside nervously, with a nervous look on his expressionless face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
In front of him, a dozen big men, with their upper bodies covered and breathing heavily, were carrying a bare piece of wood up to the mountain gate in pairs, carrying a pole.
What's strange is that several tap roots of this piece of wood actually surrounded each other, forming a network of roots, tightly wrapping a large piece of stone that was about to crack. Everyone had to use their strength to lift it.
"Be careful, don't be anxious, take your time."
"Hey, move to the side, don't get too close, and be careful not to break up this piece of gravel."
Once the gravel is scattered, its sharp stone edges are likely to cut off the roots, causing great damage.
Chen Yongnuo's eyes were bright, and he would quickly stop anyone who made a slight bump.
He really didn't expect that he would encounter it.
"Third brother, what kind of tree is this?" Chen Yongjing, who was standing by, looked at the big piece of wood curiously. She wanted to touch it secretly, but was afraid of making him angry if she touched it.
, but that’s bad.
"It, it has a name, it's called a tea tree." Chen Yongnuo replied patiently.
Speaking of this tea tree, we have to start with when he and his two children went to the back mountain to pick iron bamboo shoots.
The iron bamboo forest grows under a mountain stream, and there is a pool of water next to it, with the bottom clearly visible. The water in the mountain stream is nourished by spiritual energy all year round, is cold to the bone, and the entrance is extremely sweet. It is a rare spring nearby.
Why is a mountain stream formed here? In fact, it is made up of several huge stones. They are stacked from bottom to top, one after another, blocking most of the sunlight, making this side of the pool cool.
Moist.
Some time ago, Chen Yongnuo took them there to pick bamboo shoots. Unexpectedly, they encountered a tiny strong wind blowing down from the mountain stream. The strong wind was extremely sharp, like a sharp long knife.
, scratched directly from the stone.
How could those stones withstand the force of the strong wind, when they were chipped away like bones, and the broken stones rustled down like powder.
Fortunately, Chen Yongnuo had quick eyesight and sharp ears. He pushed away a few rocks and immediately took the two little guys to hide in a safer cave in the distance.
The strong wind comes and goes quickly.
Chen Yongnuo didn't dare to stay here and was about to take them away immediately. However, when he passed the pile of rubble, he found a few fresh leaves on the ground. There was a large bamboo forest nearby, and
There are no other trees, so they can only fall from the mountain stream.
Chen Yongnuo took a second look, but he didn't expect that he recognized them directly. They turned out to be tea leaves.
This discovery not only made him overjoyed. He carefully collected the leaves. After returning home, he washed them with clean water and then brewed them directly with boiling water.
As soon as the tea was brewed, it immediately released a scent that Chen Yongnuo missed.
The aroma was so fragrant that it made people salivate in the mouth. He took a few deep breaths and immediately drank it impatiently.
As soon as the tea enters the mouth, a burst of sweet tea explodes in the mouth, and every pore on the body feels extremely comfortable. This is even better than taking a panacea.
So cool!
The tea ran out of water after just a few sips. After drinking it, Chen Yongnuo couldn't help but think for a moment.
These tea leaves have not been processed in any way. Just brewing them with boiling water can make people so fascinated. If you can carefully prepare them according to some memories of your past life, then their taste can definitely be improved to several levels.
In his previous life, Chen Yongnuo was also a tea lover. In his spare time, he loved to make tea and drink it himself. The feeling made him intoxicated.
Now, he once again drank the tea he had been dreaming about, and this excitement made him unable to calm down for a long time.
So, from that day on, Chen Yongnuo began to conduct a detailed search of the mountain stream.
Sure enough, in a rock crevice in the middle of the mountain stream, he found a tea tree more than one foot tall.
It will take a lot of effort to move it to Yunluo Mountain.
From that time on, he began to make preparations to move the tea tree back to Yunluo Mountain.
This tea tree, in his mind, is considered an extremely valuable thing. Because he once again searched all the mountains and mountains nearby, and found only this one and no others.
In order to ensure the safety of the tea tree to the greatest extent, he first cut some branches from the tea tree and took them back for cuttings. He seemed to remember that tea trees can be cultivated asexually, so he would try it this way first.
He didn't dare to take the whole tea tree back at once. This tea tree should be two or three hundred years old, but the environment in which it grew was too harsh, or it had consumed too much vitality in resisting the strong wind, resulting in
It does not produce spiritual light, so it cannot be absorbed by the spiritual card.
The tea tree grows in mid-air and is already scarred. If it is delayed for a few more days and one or two strong winds happen to come, it will probably be killed directly.
During this period of time, he never left these cuttings. With Chen Yongnuo's careful care, he finally managed to keep the cuttings alive.
Then, he began the next phase of his plan. He cut off most of the branches on the tea tree, locked the vitality on the trunk, and concentrated the manpower of dozens of people to grow the tea tree from a large stone.
He cut it out, trying not to damage its root system, and then spent a lot of manpower and material resources to finally plant it next to the second-level low-grade spiritual peach tree.
He integrated these spiritual devices into several open spaces nearby to facilitate management. For example, nine first-level high-grade spiritual devices formed a ten-acre elixir garden.
Chen Yongnuo hopes that with the nourishment of these spiritual energies, he hopes that this female tea tree can survive.
He planted the small tea trees that had been cut back to life on an empty hillside. Under the sunlight, they exuded vitality.
On this day, Chen Yongnuo used the Water and Wood Spiritual Pearl to bring down another burst of spiritual rain on the hillside. After he completed the exercise, a small figure ran over from a distance.
"Brother, please go back and take a look. Father and the others are back." As soon as Chen Yongjing saw the figure, she began to shout loudly.
"Really? Is the elder brother back?" Chen Yongnuo put the Shuimu Lingzhu into his storage bag and hurried back with her.
"They are all back. Moreover, they also brought someone who said they wanted to marry their second sister." Chen Yongjing looked around and found that there was no one else around, so she secretly said it.
"Getting married? Has the second sister agreed?" Chen Yongnuo asked back. For his brothers and sisters who cannot practice, Chen's father almost arranged their marriages alone. Some couples did not even meet before they came to the church.
However, this bad custom, just like the decadent etiquette of ancient feudal society, has always been criticized by him.
"I don't know, so I rushed over to call you." Chen Yongjing replied carelessly. Seeing the beautiful wild flowers on the roadside, she happily ran over to pick them, holding them in her hands and loving them.
"By the way, that person seems to be the little brother who used to go to school with us. When I ran over, I saw him in the meeting hall." Chen Yongjing seemed to have thought of other things and added.
"Thank you for your luck?" Chen Yongnuo thought of the young man who spoke with a red face.
"Yes, that's him. The old gentleman in the school got his luck for him. The other kids all laughed at him for having such bad luck. They are so bad."