Chapter 8 Exchange

In the early morning, everything is silent.

The white mist gathers on the jasper-like leaves and condenses into pearl-like morning dew.

Fang Yuan went around the plantation, carefully sprinkled handfuls of realgar powder, especially around the Wenxin tea tree and red jade rice, which was the focus of his precautions.

"Unexpectedly, such a psychic, and swift as the wind, would be afraid of ordinary realgar? Could this be the so-called one thing descending one thing?"

After finishing the process, he wiped his sweat, sat on a rock, and thought quietly.

"Is a mink afraid of realgar? Wait! This mink is not an ordinary breed, and maybe its habits are different from ordinary minks. Mink loves to eat snakes, maybe it eats too many snakes, and it has some mutations?... Fortunately, my realgar powder is still there. There's a lot left!"

In order to prepare enough 'returning fire liquid', the realgar powder that Fang Yuan purchased this time is not only high-grade, but also in a huge quantity, so there is no need to worry about it in a short time.

"But you still have to be careful, beware of that white sable dog jumping over the wall."

After picking some fresh fruits and vegetables for breakfast, Fang Yuan came to the edge of the spring again, took out the tea set and Wenxin tea with the clear spring water.

The tea leaves were roasted and stored in a sealed container, which is the essence of the Wenxin tea tree. Because it was well preserved, it was not discovered by the white mink.

Otherwise, Fang Yuan would really be speechless to ask the sky, and he was so depressed that he rolled all over the floor.

Boil water, wash pot, divide tea...

In the natural tranquility, Fang Yuan's every move is very familiar, full of a smooth beauty.

Not long after, the scent of tea rises, and the air is refreshing.

"good!"

Even though he has drunk it many times, Fang Yuan still unconsciously marvels at the refreshing feeling brought by this kind of Wenxin tea.

He looked at his attributes, and saw that there had been another change:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 1

Gas: 1

God: 1.4

Age: 18

Repair: none

Skills: none

Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 1], Planting Techniques [Level 3]"

"The mental stats of ordinary people should be only 1 on average, and I'm almost half of them now... Although the effect of Wenxin tea is diminishing, may it make my mental power double that of ordinary people before it completely fails?"

What is the concept of twice as much spirit as ordinary people?

Fang Yuan didn't know, but now that he has only increased by 0.4, he feels that he has sharp ears and eyes, and he can read and recite extremely fast, as if there is a divine help.

Just like now, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he found a white shadow hovering outside the valley.

"Tsk tsk...don't give up! Come out!"

With the realgar bag in his hand, Fang Yuan said loudly with confidence.

From the previous situation, he knew that the white ferret was extremely psychic, and he couldn't reason it out normally, and he even seemed to understand what he said.

"Come out!"

"Come!"

"..."

The sound echoed in the valley, but Bai Ying disappeared for a long time.

"It's also...in broad daylight..."

Fang Yuan raised his head and looked at the newborn Chaoyang: "Isn't it always late at night before? Oh... this guy only likes Ling Zhi, and my place is better than Wenxin Tea Tree, only..."

With a smirk at the corner of his mouth, he brewed Wenxin tea again, making the tea fragrance far away.

"Clack!"

Sure enough, there was a whoosh, and a white shadow appeared on the edge of the plantation, forming a circle around the realgar line, but he didn't dare to come over.

"Seeing that every tea tree has been damaged like that, let alone the essence of this tea?"

Holding the teacup, Fang Yuan walked forward slowly, and stopped half a foot away.

"Hiss!"

Beyond the realgar line, the white mink was about to pounce, its hair spread out, and it made a threatening voice, but it didn't dare to go one step further.

Especially being stimulated by the aroma of tea, it scratched its head and cheeks even more, making the monkey extremely anxious.

"Haha...you are a mink, not a hozen!"

Fang Yuan was overjoyed, he became childish, and after teasing enough, he said: "If you don't ask, you are a thief! This tea tree and tea leaves are the owner's property. If I am willing to give it to you, it is yours. Do you understand? ?”

In the deep valley, there were not many outsiders in the first place. He was used to talking to himself, and now he said it casually, and laughed a little: "I am also stupid, how can you understand these complicated principles..."

But the next moment, Fang Yuan's eyes widened.

Because the white mink folded its paws together, bowing to apologize like a human being, its big black eyes staring at the teacup, full of pleading.

"This mink has become a spirit!"

Fang Yuan muttered, looking at the tea in his hand, he suddenly realized something: "That's right... this Wenxin tea has the ability to increase the divine essence, and it is even more precious to wild beasts. Could it be possible to open up their spiritual wisdom? ?”

Thinking of this, he said to the white sable: "If you want a drink, it's fine, but let me tell you clearly... This thing is hard-won, and I don't have much. If you still want it, unless you get it last time The fertilizer to change!"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but be envious of the spirit fertilizer with translucent crystalline particles from last time.

Because in the early morning of this morning, he found that not only the red jade rice seedlings were thriving, but even the wounds of the Wenxin tea tree had completely healed, and even sprouted out.

This immediately made him know that the translucent crystals brought by the white ferrets are a kind of excellent spiritual fertilizer, which has an incredible effect on the growth of spiritual plants.

However, with his knowledge, he couldn't tell what it was.

Qingling Mountain spreads for hundreds of miles, and its depth is unknown. Perhaps only spirit beasts like the white sable can scatter all over the mountain to find this precious thing.

"Understood?"

Seeing that the white sable was a little confused, Fang Yuan simply took out some spiritual fertilizer: "That's it! This time I'll treat you to a cup of tea first, it's a way of hospitality, next time you want to drink, you can exchange this spiritual fertilizer!"

Bai Diao looked at the spirit fertilizer in his hand, half understanding.

"Okay, back away first, or I'll shake the tea and spill the tea, don't blame me!"

Fang Yuan took two steps forward.

The white mink is extremely human, and immediately retreats.

Fang Yuan came to the edge of the realgar line, put the cup outside the boundary, and then slowly backed away: "Please!"

"Clack!"

With a whoosh, a white shadow rushed like lightning.

When he reached the edge, he slowed down unconsciously, sniffed around the cup, and let out a cry of joy.

"Well, it seems that Wenxin Tea likes it very much! After all, I brewed it with Zuo Wang Tea Ceremony..."

Fang Yuan looked at it, nodded secretly, and then his eyes widened slightly.

Originally, he thought that the white ferret would lick the tea directly, but he didn't expect this guy to stand up, sit cross-legged in an extremely anthropomorphic manner, hold the teacup steadily with two small paws, and take a sip.

"Hoo... cluck..."

After taking a sip, the white sable immediately smiled, and drank a little bit, looking extremely cherished.

"Damn it! Damn it! It's still a mink..."

This appearance made Fang Yuan immediately think of the former Layman Wenxin, who also had the same expression and movements when drinking the tea he made.

"This mink behaved like this, could it be that he learned from others?"

Even if you sip it slowly, there is not much weight in a cup of tea.

After drinking, Bai Diao stared at Fang Yuan eagerly, like an innocent puppy that was abandoned, his eyes were filled with the emotion of "I want".

"You're smart..."

Fang Yuan scolded with a smile: "You know how rare I am about tea and tea ceremony?"

Wenxin tea is originally a spiritual thing, and combined with the Zuowang tea ceremony, the effect is extraordinary. Apart from Fang Yuan himself, even the old man Tian from the last time was not blessed to enjoy it.

"If I give it too much tea, will the white mink really become as smart as a human and can talk?"

Fang Yuan looked at Bai Diao, who seemed to have become a little smarter again, and a thought came to his mind.

"Okay, okay, seeing how pitiful you are, let me give you another drink!"

"Huh? Want more?"

"Damn... I can't give any more, this is my last measurement for today!"

In the deep valley, separated by a realgar line, it is quite interesting to drink tea with each other.

At the end, Bai Diao sniffed the spirit fertilizer thrown by Fang Yuan, and after confirming that there was no more tea in the pot, he ran away in a hurry.

"Prevent people... the heart to guard against beasts is indispensable!"

Fang Yuan looked at the back of the white sable leaving, but murmured: "Although the beast's mind is purer than that of a human, you have to be careful. After it really takes out the spiritual fertilizer, give it a few pieces of raw tea leaves." , let it know that if you want to drink the real Wenxin tea, you must go through me, so that you can feel a little relieved..."

After drinking the tea, he got up to tidy up contentedly, stretched himself comfortably, and started his day's work.

"Spiritual fat, spiritual fat!"

In the red jade rice field, Fang Yuan poured down the last spoonful of fire-returning liquid, looking at a particularly strong rice seedling in the corner, his voice was full of resentment.

According to his estimation, even if the red jade rice field grows smoothly, it will take a few more months to harvest.

But if the spirit fertilizer is supplied every day, maybe he can eat red corn and rice next month.

"There is also spiritual tea. The tea leaves that would not grow until the next season have actually begun to sprout today... The effect of that kind of spiritual fertilizer is really incredible!"

Fang Yuan had the idea of ​​following the white sable for a moment, but he just gave up when he thought of the speed of the other party running like lightning.

Anyway, he has confidence in his Wenxin Tea.

As long as the white ferret still needs it, there is no need to worry about it obediently entering the urn and handing over the spiritual fertilizer.

That night, Fang Yuan had a dream.

In the dream, he took a lot of spiritual manure and planted Wenxin tea trees and red jade rice all over the mountains and valleys. The harvested rice couldn't even fit in the warehouse, and it stood out. smiled.

...

"Clack!"

"Clack!"

The next morning, Fang Yuan was woken up.

"Brother Diao! It's not yet dawn!"

Hearing this voice, Fang Yuan knew who was coming, yawned and came outside the plantation, and immediately saw the white mink.

At this time, the moon was setting and the stars were sinking, but the white mink's fur was glowing with light. He greeted him flatteringly with his little paws, and pulled a green leaf package behind him.

"Huh?"

Fang Yuan took it and opened it, and smelled a sweet fragrance in his nose, and he was overjoyed: "Spiritual fat! There are so many!!!"