Wang Ping'an almost scolded when he heard the system task released by his master...... Is it a human thing to spit out fragrant mouths?

Within a month, sell more than 10 catties of wild tea, and more than 1 million per catty?

Neon Coin Line?

Is Annam?

What is the Bouvet coin line in Zimbaba?

When the native people have never drunk famous tea, it is still a drop, a little wild tea, without hype, can be sold for more than one million, unless you meet a local tyrant who is stupid and has a lot of money, the kind that is arrogant and arrogant.

"No, it has to be a national currency. "Just now, I pretended that there was no signal, and the squeaky sound of disconnection immediately became clear.

"Master, don't make trouble, hurry up and bring me back to the fairy world, what's the point of staying in the world to make money?"

"Squeak...... Creak...... Squeaky ......"

"If you can take me back to the fairy world immediately, let alone a million catties, even if it is ten million catties, I can sell them out. Which cultivation family doesn't buy it, I call them to buy it, and even the tea tree is bought!"

"Don't force you to buy and sell, violators, the task fails!"

"Master, do you think I'm afraid of failing the mission? You think I'm rare of your little reward, so I'll buy and sell it, what can you do to me?"

Click.

A heavenly punishment lightning fell on Wang Ping'an's side.

A banana tree in its prime, which was in its prime, was smashed to ashes by this lightning.

The green smoke curled, like Wang Ping'an showing some kind of destructive power, and he didn't even bother to squeak.

A bolt of lightning is enough to deter someone's resentment.

"Oh, my banana tree is all hanging fruit, it's so miserable, if all the fruit on the tree is ripe, it can be sold for at least a million...... After all, it's also a spirit fruit. ”

At the same time as Wang Ping'an shouted aggrieved, his figure flickered, and he had already jumped a few feet away, hiding in a relatively open place, and secretly looked at the banana tree that had been split.

This lightning bolt was so terrible that it knocked the banana tree to the ground, and the weeds under the tree were all smoking.

Sure enough, Master is black-hearted, and he can't be blamed at will, otherwise he will be ashamed and angry.

As a disciple, I have to be considerate of his old man's occasional Alzheimer's.

complained in his heart, but Wang Ping'an honestly walked to the tea garden on the top of the mountain, mixed ordinary spring water with Ganlin Yulu, and sprayed and irrigated the tea garden.

In spring, the old tea leaves have not dried up and fallen off, but the young buds have already sprouted.

With the climate of Huaxi Town, in fact, there are tea leaves in all seasons, but the quality of tea in the four seasons is still the best in spring.

The local wild tea can be simply fried to make green tea, and when the boiling water is brewed, there is a refreshing fragrance wafting out. And some old people like to make it into black tea cakes, because of the different levels of skills, the taste is also very different, each with its own flavor.

Wang Ping'an likes green tea, so he plans to make all the tea leaves in this garden into green tea.

Time is very tight, if Ganlin Yulu is strong, tomorrow may be able to pick a batch of tea leaves, and carry out the initial hype.

In these days, a farmer who does not know how to speculate is not a qualified entrepreneur.

As the off-air boss of a live broadcast platform, the number of fans has increased instead of decreasing, and it has approached 300,000 so far.

There is also the Reiki Revival App forum, which is full of potential high-end customers, and no matter how poor the cultivator is, he can fool several rich people...... Well, you can also meet several rich people, tell their fortunes, and regulate their bodies, and you will have a steady stream of wealth and income.

If you can regulate the infertility of some elderly rich people, let the elderly rich people be happy to be fathers...... Maybe you can get rich overnight.

Wang Ping'an thought in his heart, and had already sprayed this tea tree.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I count it carefully, a large piece of crooked and twisted, just ninety-nine, the largest one is at the top of the mountain, heroic and cool, standing out from the crowd, bathing in more sunshine than other tea trees every day, and undertaking more rain and dew than other tea trees.

Even when Wang Ping'an sprayed Ganlin Immortal Dew, he deliberately sprayed more.

Who made it look good?

People are beautiful, and there are all kinds of preferential treatment in society, and trees are the same.

"Ninety-nine tea trees, each of which contributed one or two to me, is almost enough for ten catties. However, when the early hype is made, some free tea will definitely be consumed as a gift, so you will have to pick some more. ”

Wang Ping'an stood on the top of the mountain, trying to think about the hype plan.

The tea leaves next to it are trying to unfold their branches and leaves at a slow pace.

The rapid growth of fruit trees seems to be different here in tea.

Its growth speed is restrained and deep, even if it gets a strong aura and nutrients, it will only grow some more shoots, and the original shoots will not grow very large all at once.

After absorbing the essence of Ganlin Gyokuro, the tea leaves become turquoise and crystalline, shining like the best jade in the sun, shining with a brilliant gemstone.

Reborn.

After people take elixir or fairy grass, they can wash the marrow and cut the bones, remove the dirt, and after the plant is moistened by the spiritual liquid, it can also be sublimated and evolved, becoming more crystal clear, and the aura is compelling.

Wang Ping'an took a few photos with his hand, and when he was hype, he might be able to post them on the Reiki Recovery Forum to add some convincing.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a commotion at the entrance of the village, and someone was shouting: "The fight has started, the fight has started, those gringos are bullying people, and they must not get used to them!"

"That is, how can my monks tolerate the gringos robbing the treasure here?

"In the past, they secretly made trouble in the country, and fought with our monks, but now they dare to come here to rob the treasure, it seems that the scar has forgotten the pain...... No, it's a food that doesn't remember to eat!"

The sound of scolding exceeded the sound of fighting, and Wang Ping'an could only guess from the fluctuation of aura that there were only two people fighting at present, and there was no large-scale fighting.

Wang Ping'an's spiritual wisdom has just recovered, and he doesn't know what grievances there are between the previous cultivation world and the foreign cultivation world, but what someone said just now is good.

This is the territory of the country's people, and it is the magic weapon of the country, and it is definitely not appropriate for you to pretend to be tourists and grab treasures here.

It's the right thing to do, and it's the best policy to let them get out of the way as soon as possible.

The affairs of the domestic cultivation world, it is the business of their own people, no matter which sect robs it, the country has not lost, and the meat rotting in the pot is better than being taken away by a dog.

Wang Ping'an heard a lot of cultivators shouting, and felt that he didn't need to show his face.

Unfortunately, within ten seconds, I heard a burst of angry scolding from the entrance of the village.

"Damn, what kind of vicious trick did this gringo use, he actually killed Lao Song!"

"Quick, stop them, I saw it, it was the foreign girl who sneaked up and blew out a poisonous needle from her mouth, Lao Song's movements slowed down by half a beat, and then he was punched in the head!"

"In our territory, if we still want to play this kind of trick, and we still want to bully more and less, it's just looking for death!

The shouting and scolding quickly moved from the entrance of the village to the mountains to the east.

Standing on the top of the hill of his own orchard, he could see one figure after another, like ghosts, shuttling through the mountains and wilderness, chasing after the group of foreign cultivators.

"With so many people, it would be a shame if you couldn't get rid of these gringos. Wang Ping'an stood on the top of the mountain, eager to try, and saw that the country that pursued and killed the gringos had too many cultivations, so he did not join the team of the pursuers.