The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 308 - Give Me Another Piece of Land

“Are you talking about tea?”

Su Ming smiled. “I've forgotten its name.”

Old Master Tang paused, blinked, and furrowed his brow in thought.

Then his eyes brightened with recognition!

He gasped in astonishment!

“Purple Bamboo Tea? The legendary black tea?”

Old Master Tang exclaimed.

His face was a picture of disbelief!

The Purple Bamboo Tea had vanished.

In the Tang Dynasty, it was acclaimed as the finest tea by the Tea Saint, Lu Yu.

The leaves were purple at harvest.

The tea was crystal clear, its aroma akin to blooming flowers.

It was refreshing and endlessly sweet!

Indeed, any tea enthusiast would be familiar with this variety.

It was even more prized than the renowned Big Red Robe Tea of Mount Wuyi!

But now, Purple Bamboo Tea was nowhere to be found.

One could only encounter extensive accounts of it in literature.

Its scarcity meant that only royals had the privilege of tasting it.

Today, only a ceramic jar in the J City Museum contains the carbonized remnants of these tea leaves!

It is the ultimate dream of tea connoisseurs worldwide!

The tea Su Ming offered was of the highest quality Purple Bamboo Tea!

Typically, tea leaves are harvested in the spring, but occasionally, the climate would be unusual.

During such years, there would be persistent drizzles without sunshine.

The weather might even turn suddenly cold.

The tea leaves would darken.

The brewed tea would also appear black.

Yet, such tea's flavor far surpasses that of regular tea leaves!

Even in the Tang Dynasty, this exceptional tea was only produced twice.

Only a select few had the chance to savor it!

They could hardly believe that today, they were tasting it courtesy of Mr. Su!

The two elderly gentlemen were so astounded that their fingers quivered, their faces awash with incredulity.

Such a precious commodity in their midst!

Who exactly was Mr. Su?

To him, a 300-year-old wild ginseng was trivial.

He seemed indifferent to the disappearance of such esteemed historical teas.

“What's the matter?”

Su Ming poured a glass of water for Xiao Chen. “Do you enjoy the tea?”

Under normal circumstances, the two elders would certainly be more reserved.

But at this moment, they were breathless, their complexions reddened with excitement.

They were trembling with excitement, as if a man brimming with energy had been stranded on a deserted island for twenty years and suddenly laid eyes on a woman with a stunning figure, wearing nothing at all!

The two elders nodded in perfect harmony. “Since you like it, go ahead and take it,” Su Ming said with an easy smile.

“Really?” The two old men bolted upright from the couch, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Su Ming was taken aback by their reaction. “Of course, my word is true,” he assured them.

“If you're fond of it, I have even more tea leaves,” Su Ming added, winking and gesturing towards a bulging woven bag in the corner.

“Shall I give you some more?” he offered cheerfully.

The two elders promptly shook their heads. One must know when enough is enough; it's important not to be greedy. They were already fortunate to have received such fine tea leaves.

On the sidelines, Xiao Luomu couldn't help but cough to signal a shift in conversation. Wasn't it time to discuss more pressing matters? His father needed assistance.

The elders snapped back to reality. “Mr. Su, Chen told us you have all the herbs listed in the prescription, so we've come to ask for your help. Rest assured, we won't expect you to assist us without compensation,” Old Master Tang said with a hearty laugh. “You enjoy farming, so if you agree to help, I'll purchase the building next door for you to expand your land.”

Su Ming had been curious about what they might offer, as he had no need for money. But he never expected they would present him with the building adjacent to Old Man Yang's. This meant he could acquire more land—perfect!

Old Man Yang's building would soon be vacated. Once Su Ming demolished the building gifted by Old Master Tang, his land would grow by six acres, effectively doubling his planting area. This expansion would allow him to cultivate more crops and accelerate his progress.

Truthfully, Su Ming wouldn't be swayed by any worldly treasure, but he couldn't turn down prime city center land.

“Give me the prescription, and I'll fetch the herbs for you,” Su Ming agreed without hesitation.

“Great!” The visitors were ecstatic.

Xiao Luomu quickly produced the prescription, and Su Ming gave it a nod of approval before departing.

A collective sigh of relief filled the room.

The deal was sealed!

“Luomu, arrange for someone to purchase that building immediately!”

“Understood!”

Xiao Luomu nodded, filled with confidence.

Old Master Tang suddenly remembered something and fixed his gaze on Mr. Qin.

“We'll divide the black tea leaves evenly between us!”

“Agreed!”

Mr. Qin nodded in affirmation.

“There's something else!”

Old Master Tang, struck by another thought, turned to the family of four.

“You four, act as if you saw nothing. You're not to speak of this to anyone!”

Xiao Luomu thought they were being unreasonable.

He believed that those who witnessed it should get a share.

But the two elders intended to keep all the tea leaves to themselves.

“Do you have any objections?”

Old Master Tang gave him a stern look.

“Not at all!”

Xiao Luomu shook his head, not daring to protest.

They had already secured the medicinal herbs.

His father's return to health was just a matter of time.

Even in his fifties, he still feared the old man.

If they spoke ill of him in front of the old man, he'd be in trouble for sure.

Xiao Chen also let out a deep sigh of relief upon hearing this.

After every scolding his grandfather gave his father, a disheartened Xiao Luomu would find some pretext to take it out on him!

The worst was when Xiao Luomu berated him, yelling, “Your breathing is too loud!”

And that led to a beating.