Bu Ling followed Huang Yuming into the east wing without showing any emotion.
Surprisingly, the east wing was simply furnished, with only a few chairs.
After Huang Yuming went in, he closed the door and sat down in one of the chairs: "Comrade Buling, please sit down."
Bling sat down as instructed, waiting for her to continue.
Who knew that Huang Yuming's next words would be so shocking: "Comrade Buling, what year did you come from?"
Bling: ? ? ?
Her heart was in turmoil, but she tried her best to control her expression and pretended to be stupid: "I've been through this for seven or eight years."
Those innocent eyes seemed to be asking, "Don't you know?"
Huang Yuming wasn't angry; he still had that kind smile and even poured Bu Ling a cup of tea.
Buling remained calm, took a sip, and said, "Pretty good?" He took another sip.
“This is Qimen black tea,” Huang Yuming explained.
Bling nodded, pretending to understand: "I see."
She was knowledgeable about tea in six aspects, but completely ignorant about the last one—she had only heard of Qimen black tea.
Huang Yuming further explained, "What you are drinking is the finest Qimen black tea. In the past, these things were all exported."
Bling nodded again and asked cautiously, "Then why are you giving it to me again now?"
"Of course it's because you deserve it." Huang Yuming's smile widened.
Bu Ling didn't know how to respond to this, so she gave a dry laugh and said, "Sister Huang, you flatter me."
Huang Yuming smiled without saying a word, and stopped beating around the bush with Bu Ling, revealing his hand directly.
She bent down, unlocked the drawer, and took out a letter.
Bling's gaze sharpened. This letter looked familiar.
"Did you send this?" Huang Yuming asked bluntly.
Bling remained silent.
Huang Yuming didn't seem to expect her to answer, and continued, "You might not know, but Old Zhang, the postman from Gu County, is one of our men."
Upon hearing this, Bling's expression went blank for a moment.
This is fucking ridiculous!
No wonder, they locked onto her without even asking any questions, rendering her prepared remarks useless.
"Haha, really? What a coincidence!" At this point, Buling knew that nothing she said would make a difference, so she could only use laughter to cover up her embarrassment.
Huang Yuming still smiled: "So, can you tell me what year you came from?"
Bling hesitated for a moment, then decided not to speak.
This is her biggest secret, and she also wants to be Buyi's sister.
She's really unlucky. Other people's female leads can slap faces and show off without anyone doubting them, but when it comes to her, she just sent a letter and was immediately put under close scrutiny.
Sure enough, novels are novels, and reality is reality.
Huang Yuming seemed to sense her hesitation, smiled slightly, and extended his fair, jade-like hand to Bu Ling, palm facing up.
Bling looked at her with a puzzled expression, but soon her eyes widened in surprise.
Suddenly, a fresh plant appeared in the hand that had been empty just moments before.
The plant looked like it had just been pulled from the ground; the roots were still covered in mud, and the leaves were still glistening with dew.
When Bling saw the plant, her first thought was that she didn't recognize it.
"This...this...this...you...you..." she stammered as she looked at Huang Yuming, her face trembling.
Oh my god!
Could it be what she's thinking?
Huang Yuming then made the plant disappear again, saying, "The Qimen black tea you just drank was made from this plant."
Bling really didn't know what expression to make.
What does this mean?
You just told her such a big secret like that?
They've only known each other for less than two months, why should you trust her so much?
"Now, can you speak?"
Bling stubbornly held onto her bottom line: "What exactly do you want me to say?"
Huang Yuming finally revealed a surprised smile, and sighed with slight distress, "How about this, I'll tell you a story?"
Bling nodded.
Next, Huang Yuming told a story, a story that made Bu Ling's mouth drop open.
The story is too long to go into too much detail, but to put it simply:
A little girl living in a chaotic world suffers greatly from the ravages of war, but she is lucky enough to meet a group of lovely people.
Those people protected her and cared for her, but their good fortune didn't last long. When the enemy came, those people all died trying to protect her and everyone else.
She vowed revenge, but ultimately died at the hands of her enemies.
She died at the age of eighteen, but when she opened her eyes again, she had become a member of the new era and had a legendary blessed land.
The blessed land has vast tracts of black soil, where anything planted will thrive, which completely overturned the little girl's understanding.
Her first reaction was fear, but after that came joy. With this, she would never have to worry about going hungry again.
But when she learned about the current state of affairs, she resolutely decided to hand it over, not for any other reason than to protect what she had been given.
And what she wanted to protect did not disappoint her. It protected her and gave her absolute freedom, allowing her to live as she pleased. It did not try to take away her paradise, but instead respected her and even paid her for using it.
The black soil in Dongtian is pitifully scarce compared to the rest of the country, but it is a timely boon for those precious medicinal herbs and tea.
Because of the country's financial difficulties, they needed to buy machinery from abroad, which required foreign currency. The only way for their country to obtain foreign currency was to exchange it for local specialties.
Even so, the amount exchanged was pitifully small.
Since the existence of this little girl's grotto, the situation has improved considerably.
With more top-grade medicinal herbs and teas available, the goods obtained in exchange naturally increased as well...
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