Fortunately, it didn't break down, though it was a bit stiff. Holding the tea box, it still managed to give a response: "Thank you!"
"I'm off! Hurry up and finish, I want to see the finished product too!"
"...Okay, okay!" Does that mean they should make the tea so he can drink it himself?
My brain isn't quite up to par anymore.
Let's take it back and let the team leader and the others discuss it themselves.
He's just a registrar; these kinds of complex questions are a bit too much for him.
A car was arranged to take Chen Qi away.
The registrar asked the dean for a large file folder for the tea box, which would have been better for storing it inside, since it was too conspicuous.
When asked, the teammates all gave the same answer after one round: no recollection!
I have no recollection of it!
They just remembered that they were doing tasks and walking non-stop, and it seemed like the road had no end, they just kept walking and walking.
They were tired and hungry, but they didn't feel it at all.
They knew they were exhausted, but they just couldn't stop. When they opened their eyes again, they were in the hospital.
What extraordinary people, events, and scenes?
No.
None of them.
It's quite easy to record.
I told them to get some rest, but I didn't mention the talisman; I'll report it first and then we'll talk about it.
The registrar rushed back to the team.
The field training continued, and as the regimental commander listened to his report, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he kicked out: "They came to rescue so many of our brothers, and they gave us so little money, and you still brought them back?"
"If you won't give them money, fine, we can return it. But how dare you accept their gifts? You haven't taken a single needle or thread from the people, so have you been eating porridge?"
"No, Commander, I..." I felt so wronged.
The commander gave him no chance to explain, shouting angrily, "Take it back right now, apologize to them, and make sure they get their money back...!"
"Commander, the sect leader said that we should make this and call her over to see it. She also said that if it's done well, she'll give us a different design. I'm thinking this isn't tea, but some other treasure, right?" The registrar said, sounding a little aggrieved, but still expressing her thoughts.
He was the person who spent the most time with the master, and he felt that the master couldn't possibly be such a superficial person.
These roughnecks, let alone frying tea leaves, would be lucky to even eat a handful of tree leaves they'd pick, knead them, and that would taste pretty good.
Where is there time to drink tea?
The things Chen Qi said didn't sound like something you'd say about drinking tea.
"you……"
"Hey, Commander, don't be angry yet. What Xiao Yuan said makes sense. Let me see it! If it really is a gift, we can return it with a bigger gift in return. I haven't even sent my allowance and bonus back yet. But Xiao Yuan, I have to say, no matter what's in here, it's wrong of you to accept gifts. Go back and write a 3,000-word self-criticism!"
"Yes, instructor!"
He handed the large file folder to the instructor with both hands.
Self-criticism and the like are trivial matters to him.
He was also very curious about what was inside.
Anyway, he felt that anything that came from Chen Qi's hands would be a pleasant surprise.
The registrar initially thought it contained talismans, but since Chen Qi had given them a whole ward full of them, he became suspicious.
The box was opened, and inside were three packets of tea, wrapped in newspaper.
The newspaper was from three years ago; I don't know where Chen Qi found it.
The three looked at each other in bewilderment.
Is this a new way of wrapping your bag?
The packaging box is so elegant and luxurious, but the inside is made of newspapers from three years ago.
This method is really economical!
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