When Mu Run arrived at the tea forest, Mrs. Cai came over with a pair of masters and servants.
Hongmi had never seen Baochan before, so she was surprised when she saw her at first. Later, when she learned Baochan's identity, she felt worried for Murun.
Baochan saluted Murun and said, "I would like to send my regards to Madam."
"You're welcome." Mu Run said, "Miss Bao came up to the mountain early this morning, didn't she also want to pick tea?"
Baochan replied with a smile: "I heard that Madam was in a hurry while picking tea, so she had nothing to do, so I decided to come over to help. I hope Madam doesn't mind."
"Of course I don't mind, and you are very welcome. Sister Cai will help Miss Bao prepare a tea-picking basket."
The expression on Baochan's face froze slightly. In fact, she just came here to join in the scene and didn't want to actually pick tea leaves for her. But now that she had spoken out, she had to take it.
The little raccoon boy who was waiting on the side stepped forward to take the basket and said in a clean and crisp voice, "Madam, where are we going to pick it?"
Mu Run looked at Xiaoli, with small and delicate features and bright eyes, "Then go to...that tree."
Murun pointed to a clump of short-legged tea trees. She originally planned to pick them today because they looked different from other tea tree species and might be able to produce tea with a unique aroma.
"Madam, let me teach Miss Baochan how to pick tea. It's hard going up the mountain, so please take a drink of water and take a break." Mrs. Cai said to Mu Run.
Mu Run nodded, "Okay."
Did Bao Chan notice that Mu Run came up in a mountain sedan just like her? She was not tired at all. Why should she be tired? It was so pretentious.
Hongmi picked up a basket and walked towards another tall ancient tea tree, "Madam, look how lush this tree grows."
"Be careful." If Mu Run hadn't had a sore back, he would have definitely gone up. The tea leaves of this ancient tree grew very well and were lush green, and the green leaves alone had a faint fragrance.
"Don't worry, it's all a matter of hands." Hongmi glanced in Baochan's direction and whispered to Mu Run: "Sister Run, she is very beautiful."
Mu Run knew what she meant, "I hope she can have some skills."
Hongmi said, "Oh? Sister Run means that she is not capable yet. No wonder she comes here to show her face."
"Who knows." Mu Run sighed softly, "I'm too lazy to spend energy on this kind of thing, I might as well make two more pots of tea."
Seeing her unconcerned look, Hongmi knew that it was useless to talk about being wary of the concubine now, so she stopped talking and said, "I heard from Uncle Yang that the leader of the village is coming down the mountain."
"Going down the mountain to rob?" Mu Run asked, touching a branch with his hand, picking the delicate buds and leaves on it, and then throwing them into the basket of red rice.
Hongmi replied: "I don't know, it seems like I didn't bring anyone with me, so it shouldn't be the case."
Mu Run paused while picking tea leaves. She occasionally had nightmares. She dreamed that on her wedding night, he was like a murderous god from hell, brutally brutalizing the Cao family and his son... She would wake up with a fright every time.
Anyone who can carry out such a vicious attack, even to the death, must have deep hatred. Moreover, Qiao Dongzi once told her on the way back to Bianyun Village that the Cao family was just the beginning...
"Do your own thing and don't inquire about others. Sometimes knowing too much may not be a good thing. Listen more, read more and think more, speak less and act with caution."
Hongmi looked at Mu Run in surprise, and finally nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, Sister Run."
The two began to chat about trivial matters up and down the mountain.
Baochan hurt her hand while playing the piano last night, so when picking tea, she just pinched two leaves on the pretext that her hand hurt, and then gave up. She sat on a small square stool to rest, watching Xiaoli learn to pick tea leaves with Cai, with a focused expression.
They all forgot about her as their master.
Feeling a little dissatisfied, I coughed.
After hearing this, Xiaoli looked up at Baochan and said, "Miss, are you thirsty?"
Ms. Cai also looked towards her, questioningly.
Baochan looked slightly embarrassed, "It's okay, just pick yours."
Xiaoli immediately started picking tea together with Mr. Cai, and he got started quickly, and within a short time he was like a skilled worker.
Seeing that there was no problem, Mrs. Cai gave a few instructions and left to serve Mu Run.
After Mr. Cai left, Baochan said to Xiao Li, "Stop picking."
Xiao Li was puzzled, "But aren't we here to pick tea?"
Baochan flexed her injured finger and showed it to Xiao Li, "Can I pick it now? Let's go."
Xiao Li looked at the small half basket of green tea, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Miss, why don't you take a rest, and we will go down the mountain after I pick this basket."
"You are really helping her. No, let's leave now." After saying this, Baochan stood up and started to go down the mountain.
Xiaoli sighed, had no choice but to follow her, and handed the small half basket of tea to the steward who collected the tea leaves.
There was actually a small one weighing two kilograms. Manager Chaqing handed Xiaoli a bunch of copper coins.
Holding the copper coins, Xiaoli's palms felt warm. He looked back at the tea pickers and slowly followed Baochan down the mountain.
Hongmi stood in the tree and looked far away. When she saw that Baochan's master and servants were leaving, she said to Mu Run: "Sister Run, sister Run, they are gone."
"What's gone?" Mu Run looked in the direction she was looking, and happened to see Baochan leaving in a mountain sedan.
"I didn't expect her to do anything at first, so let's just go." He then told Ms. Cai to arrange for two guards to follow her. The mountain road is not easy to walk, so don't let anything happen.
Fu Yunchen left Bianyun Village on horseback, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, he passed Chongyang Inn.
Liu Laoer followed Fu Yunchen and saw a pretty girl standing at the door of the inn, "Boss, this is Miss Xiaowan."
Fu Yunchen scanned it and left without stopping.
Liu Laoer raised his hand to say hello to Noila Mo, "Good morning——"
Mo Xiaowan waved her hand, but her eyes were fixed on Fu Yunchen's tall and mountainous back.
Yang Yang came out with a basin of vegetable washing water and poured it into the newly planted flower field.
"Yang Tiedan, prepare a horse for me."
Yang Yang held the basin and said unhappily: "Don't call me by my nickname, okay?"
"Stop talking nonsense and get your horse ready for me."
"There are no horses in the inn."
"I saw a horse yesterday."
"The shopkeeper rode him to the village and said he wanted to change the horseshoes for him."
"You! Each one of you succeeds more than fails."
"..."
Yang Yang carried the basin back to the inn and ignored Mo Xiaowan.
Noila Mo stomped her feet fiercely, "I'm so angry!"
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In the blink of an eye, another half month passed. Mu Run stopped picking tea and began to refine the crude tea leaves using different techniques. He was extremely busy every day.
They didn't care what Fu Yunchen was doing when he went down the mountain or when he came back. Only when he went to bed at night, he would bolt the door tightly and even hold a chair against the door to feel at ease.
"Chabao, come here."
Mu Run waved to the mountain beast Feixiao, who was squatting on the window sill, looking out through the half-open window. Because he met it while picking tea, it was considered to have a place of origin, so he named it
Tea treasure.
Cha Bao, who was usually very good and obedient, did not come over this time. Instead, he called her "meow~", got out of the window, and jumped out.
Mu Run was startled and ran over to call it, "Cha Bao - Cha Bao -"
However, the night outside was getting darker, and there were no stars or moon, so that little thing could not be seen at all.
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