Chapter 23: The Joy of Obtaining Immortal Tea
At a corner, Shen Lingning, holding Fubao, quickly slipped into the shadow of a sunken doorway.
Almost at the same time!
A dozen meters ahead of the stalker, a blurry silhouette of "Shen Lingning" holding a child appeared out of thin air!
The shadow was like a TV screen with poor signal, flickering, but enough to attract attention!
It even turned back to "look" at the two people following it, then suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the back door of the black market!
"There! Chase her! Don't let her get away!"
The two trackers' hearts were pounding, and without time to think, they ran after the shadow!
As they rushed past a garbage dump filled with empty, precarious barrels...
Shen Lingning held Fubao in his arms and moved his mind through the air again. The power of space accurately pulled away the broken wooden barrel at the bottom!
Crash--boom!!!
Like dominoes, dozens of empty wooden barrels covered in dirt lost their support in an instant, collapsed like an avalanche, and smashed down on the two unlucky guys!
Dust flew, and the sound of wooden barrels breaking and men screaming filled the alley!
"Ouch! Shit! What the hell!"
“My legs!!”
This huge noise instantly alarmed several burly men who were responsible for keeping watch and "dealing with trouble" at the back door of the black market!
They were already extremely vigilant, and when they heard fighting and screaming coming from the alley behind their home, they thought someone was coming to disrupt the place or to rob their fellow robbers!
When several people heard the noise, they looked at each other, their eyes suddenly widened in anger, and they threw away the burning cigarettes in their hands.
"Damn it! Who dares to cause trouble on my territory?!"
A leader with a scar on his face roared and rushed out with several thugs holding sticks and with fierce looks!
What caught their eyes were two suspicious men covered in dust and dirt, who had just struggled to crawl out of the ruins of the wooden barrel. They seemed to still have weapons in their hands, cursing miserably and preparing to run towards the black market!
"Those two bastards! Beat them to death! How dare you come to the Black Tiger Gang and run wild!"
The scar-faced leader didn't give any chance to explain. With a command, the thugs rushed forward like hungry tigers!
"Misunderstanding! Big brother! It's a misunderstanding! We are not..."
The two men were so frightened when they saw several big men rushing towards them that they wanted to explain.
Bang!
A thick wooden stick hit a tracker's shoulder with a sound of wind, and the sound of broken bones was clearly audible!
"ah--!"
The shrill screams were drowned out by the muffled sounds of punches and kicks and curses. The two unlucky stalkers were instantly drowned out and became punching bags for the black market thugs to vent their anger.
The real instigator, Shen Lingning, holding Fubao, had already quietly slipped out of the alley from another fork in the road and stood at the relatively safe edge of the crowd not far from the alley entrance.
She listened to the fierce fighting and screams coming from the alley, with no expression on her face. She just gently covered Fubao's ears and whispered to him, "Don't be afraid, Fubao, the bad bugs have been caught by the big cat."
Fubao was in her arms, his big eyes sparkling. Not only was he not afraid, his little mouth was also grinning in a silent smile.
My little heart was filled with admiration: Mom is so awesome! She can perform magic tricks and beat up the bad guys like a fairy!
Shen Lingning took one last glance at the chaotic alley, then slowly walked into the black market holding Fubao.
I had planned to go home directly, but after all the shopping I had just done, I didn't have much cash left in my pocket. I rummaged through the wild delicacies in my space and found that there were still a few of them I hadn't sold. I might as well exchange them for money at the black market!
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Shen Lingning had come for the second time today. The middle-aged man from the morning was not there. She disguised herself and walked in the alley city holding Fubao.
In an inconspicuous corner, she found an old farmer with a haggard face but unusually clear eyes, with only a few oil-paper bags in front of him.
Unlike other stall owners, the old farmer did not shout softly, but just stood there silently.
Shen Lingning had a strange intuition and stepped forward to ask, "Old man, do you have anything good here? Take it out and let me see it."
The old farmer looked at her warily, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully opened an oil-paper package.
An indescribable clear and subtle fragrance instantly spreads, refreshing the heart!
Tea? !
Shen Lingning's pupils shrank slightly - this fragrance was too special. She picked up a few pieces of tea leaves and looked at them carefully: the leaves were as delicate as sparrow tongues, and the silver hairs were densely covered and clearly visible.
More importantly, when her fingertips touched it, she actually felt a faint, extremely weak, cool breath of life flowing!
Fubao opened his eyes wide and looked hard, wondering in his heart, "This tea is very unusual. At least it comes from a century-old tea tree..."
"Uncle, this tea...?"
Shen Lingning suppressed his excitement.
The old farmer lowered his voice, thick with his rural accent, and said, "In the cracks of the cliffs on the back mountain, there are three old tea trees passed down from our ancestors. They are truly ancient species, and have been left in the wild for hundreds of years. They sprouted a few times before Qingming Festival this year, and I only picked a few ounces of 'Mingqian Xianjian'."
My family needs money urgently. I'll sell it to you for whatever price you give me!
There was deep helplessness and reluctance in his eyes.
Many people are currently hungry, so how many of them understand tea?
He also came out to try his luck!
Shen Lingning's mind raced. This tea was definitely not an ordinary one. The value of this ancient tea was far beyond his imagination.
She said decisively, "Uncle, I want this tea! At the price you mentioned. Also... could you give me some of your tea seeds or branches? The price is negotiable, and I can pay a deposit in advance!"
Growing up in the Shen family, a tea-making empire, she naturally knew the value of this tea. In the Ming and Qing dynasties, this ancient tea would be worth tens of thousands of gold coins per ounce.
Now that she has encountered it, she naturally cannot miss it!
Shen Lingning gave the old man 20 yuan for the two taels of Mingqian tea.
The old man waved his hands repeatedly and said in panic: "It's not worth that much money! Five yuan, or ten yuan will do..."
As he said this, his face turned red. This tea was not worth even one dollar in the black market. Five dollars was already too high, but he needed five dollars to pay for his son's medical treatment.
Shen Lingning stuffed two black tens into the old man's hand and said softly: "Old man, you also encountered a problem and need money. I just happen to have some. Besides, your tea is fairy tea. If it weren't for the wrong time, how could this tea be sold here!"
The old man no longer refused, wiped the corner of his eyes with his rough hands, and smiled innocently: "This is an expert. Okay, I'll listen to you, young lady. I'm taking advantage of you."
After a pause, he said, "Okay, there's a market on the 29th day of the lunar calendar at the end of this month, and I'll come again. I'll bring you tea seeds and branches."
Shen Lingning agreed with the old farmer on the time and place for the next tea seed transaction and stood up to say goodbye.
She was immersed in the joy of obtaining treasures, but she didn't know that her shopping spree today had already spread throughout the black market.
And the two people who were following were caught by Ji Ye from the black market as troublemakers. Now both sides have clarified the misunderstanding, and Shen Lingning's approximate height and the distinctive feature of holding a child...
Now several people have started looking for her on the black market.
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