After seeing the tea garden, Yuan Wenliang drove Zhang Xiaofan back to Lin'an City.

The two officially signed the contract.

Zhang Xiaofan paid 250,000 yuan to Yuan Wenliang through bank transfer, got the title deed, and a contract certificate.

From now on, the ten-year property right of that piece of land belongs to him.

Ten years later, he only needs to pay 10,000 yuan a year to continue to own the right to use the land.

Yuan Wenliang was very happy, invited Zhang Xiaofan to have a meal, and promised to give him all the farm tools in the tea garden.

Meal.

Zhang Xiaofan said goodbye to Yuan Wenliang, took a taxi to the mall, and spent 13,000 yuan to buy a high-speed mountain bike.

Now, when he wants to get back and forth between the school and the tea plantation, he has to get a handy means of transportation.

Without a doubt, a cool sports car is the perfect choice.

It's a pity that he has neither a driver's license nor money.

After some consideration, he finally chose a high-speed bike.

One is that the price is within the range he can afford.

Second, high-speed mountain bikes, after reinforcement and special modifications, can soar out of the limit of speed, not slow at all, and ignore the terrain, more convenient to use.

Besides, with his current monster physique, the bike is fast enough to ride a sports car.

After buying a high-speed bicycle, Zhang Xiaofan immediately tried it in the city.

It is worthy of high-end goods, the materials are very solid, and the performance is quite perfect.

With a casual sprint, he was able to reach around 70 mph, which is equivalent to the average of a professional cyclist.

On the open road, the speed can continue to increase.

Of course, riding a bicycle at this speed is extremely terrifying to the physical exertion, and ordinary people can't bear it at all.

But for Zhang Xiaofan, this is not a problem at all.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to waste time, so he immediately got on his bicycle and rushed to Longyun County.

Since his bicycle was not allowed on the highway, he had to take the national highway.

Swish!

He pedaled sharply on his legs, and the high-speed bicycle under him, with its performance to the extreme, began to soar on the road like a gust of wind.

The pedestrians on the road, as well as the passing vehicles, were all stunned when they saw this flying bicycle.

Buzz!

On the national highway, a blue sports car with sharp lines ran wildly, making a loud roar, like a wild beast roaring.

The driver is obviously a rich second-generation son, with curly hair, unruly eyes, and a young face, full of youthful flavor.

Motor vehicles were easily overtaken and left behind to eat dust.

The curly-haired rich second generation, with a faint smile on his face, is enjoying the thrill of drag racing and overtaking.

Suddenly, he saw a figure in the rearview mirror.

"What the hell is this!"

The rich second generation was startled, blinked his eyes, and took a closer look.

He wasn't mistaken.

On the right side of the sports car, there is a guy on a bicycle, who is going toe-to-toe with him and is slowly overtaking his sports car.

"Damn, there's no mistake!"

The rich second generation glanced at the speedometer and exclaimed again.

105！

After all, this is an ordinary national highway, the speed limit is 80, and he ran out of 105, which is already a serious violation.

Of course, with his background, he doesn't care about violations or anything.

However, this cyclist actually rode his bicycle at a speed of more than 100 percent, which is too extraordinarily inhuman.

"What a talent!"

Looking at the bicycle that had exceeded half of his own parking space, the curly-haired rich second generation admired it, and then felt unconvinced.

Being overtaken by a bicycle, he can't afford to lose this man!

Airplanes!

He slammed on the accelerator, and the speed of the car soared directly to 120, and the bike was thrown away in an instant.

"Technology is king!"

The curly-haired rich second generation patted the steering wheel and sighed with great satisfaction.

Click......

The body suddenly shook slightly.

The second generation of curly rich secretly shouted that it was not good, after all, this is an ordinary national highway, the road surface is not very good, and his car is already the limit to run to 120 miles.

He was about to slow down.

At this moment, in the rearview mirror, he saw a familiar figure again.

That damn bike, catching up again!

"Big brother, are you a sports car, or am I a sports car......"

After the curly-haired rich second generation lamented, he suddenly had an idea, quickly took out his mobile phone, and slapped the bicycle outside the window, and then patted his speedometer.

Then, upload the image to Weibo.

The title has also been thought of: God-like bicycle, complete sports car, there are pictures to prove it!

After doing all this.

The curly-haired rich second generation smiled, thinking in his heart, this Weibo is not popular, it is simply unreasonable, and when I look at it again, the perverted bicycle has long since disappeared.

47 minutes!

It took Zhang Xiaofan only 47 minutes to rush from the city to Yuan Wenliang's home.

"Whew!"

Zhang Xiaofan stopped the car and let out a long breath of white air.

This hurricane consumed a lot of physical strength, and he was not only not tired, but more and more energetic.

The elixir in his heart is releasing medicinal power every minute and every second, constantly improving his various physical qualities, and providing a steady stream of energy by the way.

He had almost forgotten what fatigue was like.

After saying hello to the old tea farmer Yuan Lian, Zhang Xiaofan locked the bicycle and went straight to the tea garden.

He barely touched the ground, like a nimble civet, and sped along the rugged mountain road, and in a few minutes he came to the small valley.

The valley is not big, except for the tea plantation, there is a small thatched house.

This simple thatched hut, which was used to shelter from the rain, was fairly clean inside, and there were some farm tools stacked in the corner, including shovels, hoes, sickles, buckets, and bamboo baskets...... There is also a large heavy iron shears for pruning the tea trees.

When he was in his hometown, Zhang Xiaofan often went up the mountain to pick tea with his father, and he was very familiar with these things.

"It's finally time to get started!"

Zhang Xiaofan rubbed his palms, took out his mobile phone, and entered the treasure bag.

Finger a little.

The light flashed, and there was a small white pocket the size of a palm in his hand.

The material of the pocket is very special, it feels like metal to the touch, and it looks like silk, which is very smooth and tough.

When I opened the pocket, there were dozens of colorful seeds in different shapes, including round, triangular, bell-shaped, and a seed, the shape of which turned out to be a child, which looked extremely weird.

According to the information, among the sixty seeds, there are twenty fairy tree seeds, twenty fairy fruit seeds, and twenty fairy flower seeds.

As the name suggests, after the fairy tree seed is planted, it will grow into a fairy tree. After the fairy fruit seeds are planted, they can produce fairy fruits. After the fairy flower seed is planted, it naturally becomes a fairy flower.

What Zhang Xiaofan wants to plant most must be fairy fruit seeds.

However, which of these seeds are fairy fruit seeds?

Looking at the dazzling sixty immortal seeds in his pocket, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly had a headache.

"Try it first."

Zhang Xiaofan reached out and took out a round cyan seed, ready to plant one and give it a try.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.