Fishing Bay Island.
The Ye family courtyard.
Old Hao sat on the sofa, savoring the fragrant tea Ye Yuan had handed him.
"Not bad! Not bad. It still has that same flavor, though your tea-frying technique is a bit too crude.
We agreed that one of the reasons I came this time was to take some tea leaves with me."
Ever since Old Hao had seen Ye Yuan's family stockpile,
he had started harboring his own little thoughts.
Heh heh, this time, when this old man left,
if I didn't make a huge purchase here,
I'd write my name backward.
Ye Yuan had no idea what Old Hao was thinking at the moment.
When he heard Old Hao mention the space-grown tea again,
he smiled and said,
"No problem. How about this? We'll rest today. I've already arranged for the people on the island to prepare lunch.
Tomorrow, we'll start making tea leaves.
I also want to see what's different about the tea you make."
Of course, Ye Yuan was more than happy to see this happen.
After all, as long as he learned the old man's tea-making skills,
wouldn't he be able to keep producing high-quality tea leaves endlessly?
"No problem! This old man keeps his word.
As long as you have raw tea leaves, I can start anytime.
By the way, your yellow dog is no ordinary dog. You really are willing to part with things, kid."
Old Hao stroked Big Yellow's head as it snuggled against him.
There was a deeper meaning in his words.
Ye Yuan was quite curious when he saw this.
Big Yellow had merely been a local dog his family had raised before.
It usually wasn't afraid of strangers, either.
After all, it was common for people in the countryside to visit one