After several days of heavy snow, the snow has eased somewhat by noon today!
Although Mu Achen's body has not fully recovered, he is no longer restricted in his freedom by the old women.
And here he is, preparing to slip away again!
The sky was overcast at the end of the month.
Just past noon--
Surrounded by the strong and beautiful Miao people led by Bai Miao Ashi, Changqun Miao Axiong, and Ayin, Mu Achen emerged from the right side of Quedong Village and galloped towards the village entrance.
There were thirty or forty of them.
One man and one horse, riding along.
In winter, herds of horses gallop across the snow like flashes of lightning, swift and powerful.
The sound of horses' hooves echoed, raising clouds of snow behind them.
Several wealthy Han Chinese who had already arrived at their lodging in Quedong Village all ran out upon hearing the noise.
But the next moment, they were stunned by the scene in the snow.
Amidst the galloping horses, the Miao youth surrounded by his companions wore a black cloak, a Miao knife at his waist, and a gleaming silver ring around his neck.
Especially his figure, galloping through the wind and snow—
Like a war god descended from the heavens, his domineering aura was undeniable.
"Brother Chen is back!"
"Achen is back."
The young Miao boys at the Quedongzhai intersection were building snowmen and having snowball fights, shouting at the top of their lungs.
It was these shouts that finally brought the dozens of wealthy businessmen back to their senses.
On the side of the dozens of neatly parked cars, wealthy businessmen gathered, their eyes following the movement of the galloping horses.
"How impressive! The sound of those hooves felt like drums were beating right next to my ears. This scene was so breathtaking."
"Who are they! Although the colors of their Miao clothes are all different, each of them is wearing a cape, making them look like war gods who have descended from the sky."
“Look at their procession, it’s like an ancient army marching into battle, all crowding around the young prince in the middle.”
"Hmm--that young prince looks a bit like the future Miao king of their Miao people."
"Oh my god, look! Look! They're going straight up the mountain!"
"It's unbelievable. As soon as they got close, the Miao people blocking the way at the foot of the mountain simply moved the obstacles aside without asking any questions."
Among the wealthy merchants, Wang Zhao, who had come to the Miao village once again, was quite shocked to see the majestic and domineering presence of the future Miao king, who had once again arrived on horseback.
Even Yan Hao, the CEO of the candy company next to him, was excited.
Not to mention the few mid-level employees from Tangtang Capital.
The HR director, in particular, once again witnessed his boss's charisma.
That's truly impressive!
"President Yan, Brother Mu is back. Does that mean the price of the Sacred Fruit will be released soon?" Wang Zhao asked Yan Hao in a low voice.
Yan Hao gestured for Wang Zhao to step aside and said, "It's certain. If nothing unexpected happens, they'll be out in the next day or two!"
"Great! We've finally waited for this! Although we don't know the price yet, I feel it will be higher. This winter's sacred fruit seems to be even better than the summer's."
Wang Zhao turned and took a deep breath in the direction of the orchard, sighing, "It's still winter! It's amazing that there's such a strong fruity aroma even from so far away."
Yan Hao made no attempt to hide his laughter.
Because their candy company is sure to make a fortune again this time.
He had said to himself more than once that the best thing he had ever done in his life was being acquired by Sugar Capital.
And the big boss kept his word, still giving him half of the sacred fruit.
"By the way, Mr. Yan, I wonder how many top-grade sacred fruits will be available this season, and what the price will be?"
Among the Miao people, there is a distinction between sacred fruit and top-grade sacred fruit. Wang Zhao prefers the top-grade one the most.
Even though ordinary sacred fruits are already at the pinnacle of the world, there are still exceptional ones out there.
At this moment, Mu Achen, who had already reached the top of the mountain, was scolded by his clan master as soon as he jumped off his horse.
There's nothing else to it, it's just that Mu Achen no longer considers this place his home, and he doesn't come here for ten days or half a month at a time.
The key point is that he fell ill a few days ago.
Sure enough, right after he finished scolding her, he hurriedly asked her all sorts of questions, even checking if Ah Chen still had a fever.
"It's alright, patriarch, I'm fine!"
With a wave of his hand, Mu Achen led the two village chiefs, Uncle Arong, Uncle Adong, Uncle Agan, and other core Miao people to the orchard.
The closer you get to the orchard, the stronger the aroma of the fruit becomes.
The most amazing thing is--
Outside the orchard, the ground was covered in snow, but inside the orchard, there wasn't a single snowflake.
Ah Chen once again witnessed a scene of abundant harvest.
Looking at the lush green leaves, they were filled with green mangoes.
And there's the colorful scenery over there at the dragon fruit plantation.
He couldn't help but sigh, "The Miao people have such a good space!"
Thanks to the adjustments made by Jiuyou Space, the quality of the Sacred Fruit is significantly better than last season.
With Ah Chen's arrival, all the aunties in the orchard were waiting.
Everyone is waiting for Ah Chen to set the price.
Only Ah Chen can set the price of the Sacred Fruit.
Other Miao people, no.
Even the two village chiefs dared not easily set a price.
Ah Chen stepped forward, drew his Miao knife, and cut off a dragon fruit, a seven-colored sacred fruit.
He held it in his hand and examined it carefully.
Peel and taste.
A few seconds later, his eyes gradually brightened.
After that, he went to taste the mangoes from Star Sugar.
This time, he frowned and even looked around.
His furrowed brow startled the two village chiefs and Uncle Dong and Uncle Gan.
Even the older women were on edge.
"Please, please don't let anything happen!" the two chieftains kept repeating to themselves.
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