In the view of Ye Chengfeng. Characters like Yin Lao came to pick tea.

Its purpose. There is only one.

That is. Enjoy the fun of tea picking. and reaping the fruits of labor.

It can be regarded as tourism and leisure.

So. When Yin Lao was picking tea. It's definitely not like a tea farmer harvesting tea. Shine on a tea tree.

Therefore. It looks like a tea tree. There must still be fresh young leaves left.

Although from Yin Lao's pot of tea. Ye Chengfeng got four dried leaves of Heavenly Thunder Grass.

But after all. It has already been fried and turned into dried leaves. Among them, the thunder aura is naturally lost. The effect is greatly reduced. It's completely not enough to cultivate thunder spiritual power.

Again. If there are more. How could Ye Chengfeng miss it.

Just on the side of Yin Lao's guidance. Ye Chengfeng glanced at the situation with his divine sense.

It didn't take long at all. Ye Chengfeng easily found the Heavenly Thunder Grass.

From the outside. There is no difference between Tianlei grass and tea tree at all.

But if you look closely. Ye Chengfeng could feel it. The rich breath of life emanating from the Heavenly Thunder Grass. and Reiki fluctuations.

And in the vicinity of the strip. Ye Chengfeng also found. There are traces of being struck by thunder.

Other words. This location. Quite suitable for the growth of Celestial Thundergrass.

But it's just a pity. The young leaves at the top of the Heavenly Thunder Grass contain thunder aura. Not anymore at the moment.

Apparently. It is also used as tea. Give the pick to the light.

"Dr. Ye."

Yin Lao saw Ye Chengfeng. Against a tea tree. I scrutinized it carefully.

Thereupon. I know a little bit about it.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Chengfeng raised his head slightly. Looking at Yin Lao in puzzlement.

"Dr. Ye has made a discovery."

Yin Lao wondered.

"This is it."

Ye Chengfeng didn't hide it. Immediately pointed to the Heavenly Thunder Grass: "It looks good. There is no difference from ordinary tea trees. That's why Yin Lao made a mistake."

"Indeed."

Yin Lao looked at the Heavenly Thunder Grass slightly. He nodded in agreement. A wry smile on his mouth: "Fortunately, Dr. Ye is very skilled. Otherwise. I'm going to die. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect it."

"But it's a pity. The most useful leaves. It's been taken."

Ye Chengfeng pointed to the top of the Heavenly Thunder Grass. There is not a single fresh leaf left.

"Look at the traces. It should have been no more than an hour since it was picked up."

Yin Qinlan lowered her head and looked at it. He looked at Ye Chengfeng and said, "Brother Ye. If we rush to the roasted tea side. Maybe you'll find it."

"Wait for me for a while."

Ye Chengfeng nodded. He hurriedly surrounded the Heavenly Thunder Grass. A blindfold was laid out.

In this way. The Celestial Thunder Grass will not be discovered.

Meantime. Grow in the right place. The young leaves of the heavenly thunder grass were originally removed. In fact, it will be after a certain number of thunderbolts. Rejuvenate with tender green leaves.

So. Ye Chengfeng is naturally necessary. Place this main body of the plant that has matured the day thunder grass. Take good care of it.

It's like. A hen that lays eggs.

Although the eggs were picked up. But the hen is ripe.

In time. Naturally, eggs will also be laid.

So in contrast. The leaves ride the wind for the fresh young leaves at the top of the Celestial Thunder Grass. Things that have already been taken away. I'm not particularly worried.

As long as the main body of the Thunder Grass is saved. It's like keeping a hen that lays eggs.

Of course. For the fresh young leaves of the Tianlei grass that has just been plucked. If it's possible. Ye Chengfeng will naturally not miss it.

Thereupon. Just at the moment when the blinding formation was arranged. Ye Chengfeng hurriedly greeted Yin Lao and Yin Qinlan. and Yin Zhongqiang. Went straight to the roasted tea site in Wancha Mountain.

That's the one. A hall as big as a football field.

It's bustling inside. Squeezed a lot of people.

And in the center of the hall. There are more than 30 cauldrons lined up.

Every cauldron in front of it. There is a tea farmer who is roasting tea.

Grab a handful of fresh tender tea leaves. Place in a large heated pot. Stir-fry lightly with both hands.

"When I first roasted tea. I'll do it myself."

Yin Lao pointed to the situation where the tea farmers helped the travelers to fry tea. He smiled smugly: "The cauldron is hot. You can burn your hands and wrap your bags."

"Already...... It's out of the pot."

The corners of Ye Chengfeng's mouth twitched.

When he first arrived at the roasted tea hall. It's been a long time ago. Carefully searching for the aura fluctuations of the Heavenly Thunder Grass.

And in him. It just so happened that the moment of searching.

only to find out. In the cauldron of number thirteen. There are twenty-four young leaves of the Heavenly Thunder Grass. Mixed in a pile of tea leaves.

Under the palm of that tea farmer. Constantly flip in a heated cauldron.

"What's in the pot."

Yin Lao subconsciously asked.

"The medicine."

"What."

Yin Lao listened. He glared directly and shouted: "Stop. Stop all."

"It's off. Turn off the fire. Don't stir-fry the tea just yet."

Yin Zhongqiang will. Hurriedly followed and drank.

And. He was afraid that the tea farmers who roasted the tea would be too slow to react. This all ran to turn off the fire personally.

Feelings in his feelings. The treasure medicine that Ye Chengfeng needs. It has been picked by many people. So distributed in different cauldrons.

Thereupon. I just want the audience to stop roasting tea.

"Thirteen. It's the thirteenth pot."

Ye Chengfeng is also in a hurry.

Although said. Fresh young leaves of Celestial Thundergrass. It has been stir-fried in the pan.

But look at the color. It should have just been in the pot for more than a minute.

If you pick it up in time. The thunder aura in the power of the thunder herb that day. Basically, nothing is lost.

"Who is so arrogant?"

"Really. How can you just stop when you are frying tea?"

Quite a few handfuls of fresh tea leaves. Entrust it to the tea farmers to stir-fry foreign tourists. There are some dissatisfactions.

But. There are also many locals in Feihong City who recognize it. This shouts to stop the man. Actually, it's Yin Lao.

Thereupon. Despite the fact that they are being stir-fried by tea farmers. Suddenly stopped. Still no opinion.

Guess according to them. Yin Lao said so. Naturally, something special is happening.

"Whoosh."

It's a rather chaotic moment. Ye Chengfeng is faster than Yin Zhongqiang.

He direct. A dodge came to the side of the thirteenth pot.

Push the tea farmer away. Wave your hand and put the fresh tea leaves in the cauldron. All swept into the air.

Boom.

Under his graceful and agile body. Not a moment in time. And the twenty-four young leaves of the heavenly thunder grass. I grabbed it in my hands.

And at this time. The fresh tea leaves have not yet landed.

Thereupon. After getting what you want.

Ye Chengfeng waved his sleeves directly. A soft force will be all the fresh tea leaves. Sweep all back to the cauldron. And signaled that the tea farmer could continue to stir-fry.

"So fast. That's it."

Yin Zhongqiang at this time. Just rushed to the thirteenth pot.

"That's it."

Ye Chengfeng's face. Filled with a happy smile.

But. His smile had just spread. But suddenly I realized it. There was a rather dissatisfied voice behind him.

"You're on my tea. What was done?"

The coquettish voice. Full of natural agility.

But at the same time. There is also a lot of irritation mixed in.

And. What surprised Ye Chengfeng even more was that. The moment this coquettish voice fell. A sharp palm wind. It's already coming from behind him.

Apparently. It was the hand of the owner who rebuked him.

And. The master of the squirrel. is still an ancient warrior who is not weak.