Wu Yacha stared at the leisurely man in front of him. He was holding a cup of scented tea, and there was no trace of anxiety on his handsome face.
It was as if the cooperation he had just mentioned to him was just a joke.
Little did he know that he was shocked for a long time before he asked in a hoarse voice.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll get your recipe and kick you out so you can do it on your own?"
Mo Yunwen smiled confidently. "Lord Wu is not that kind of person. I trust my own judgment of people."
Wu Yachai choked and took a sip of the tea.
"Okay, since you value me so much, it's our destiny. Let's talk about cooperation..."
After the cooperation was agreed upon, Mo Yunwen mentioned that this group of exiled prisoners had not really committed any serious crime. They just attracted the attention of certain people and offended people they should not have offended.
For the rest of the journey, as long as everyone doesn't cause any trouble, I hope the guards won't be too strict.
In order to ensure the prisoners arrived at their destination safely, the guards would turn a blind eye if they knitted some small items or made some gadgets to sell along the way.
"These are all minor matters. The tea you mentioned is the most important thing. I will also buy you the pots and pans and other materials you requested.
It just so happens that Wu Yacha has gone, leaving one carriage empty. That carriage will be given to Brother Mo to use, and you will be driving it."
Mo Yunwen smiled. The reason why he didn't ask the other party to give him a carriage was because he thought about how much materials he would need to make a carriage.
If this person wanted to cooperate sincerely, they would definitely consider giving him a car. Now, the car has arrived.
The Ma family, the Li family, the Luo family, the Chen family and Mr. Fang have all been traveling together recently.
At this time, looking at Mo Yunwen who was chatting and laughing with Wu Yacha, the head of the Ma family looked at Mr. Fang with a flicker in his eyes.
"Brother Fang, your black slave is really capable. He has a close relationship with the guards. We are very grateful for his care along the way."
"Haha, he's not our slave now, he's just a poor kid who's been burdened by our family. Our Fang family has to rely on him a lot."
The other three kept nodding.
"Right, right, Brother Fang is right. It's us, the masters, who have caused them trouble. Honestly, among this group of people, only this Mo family kid has the most promise."
I always feel that judging by his demeanor, he doesn't look like he was born into an ordinary family.
Mr. Fang smiled faintly and said nothing.
Soon, several people saw Mo Yunwen surrounded by a group of women in the family.
Then, the group of women's faces were filled with joy.
They also knew what the things they were weaving along the way were used for, and now seeing how happy they were, they became happy too.
A boy ran over and yelled at the old man of the Li family.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, my grandma just said that the adults said we just want to share beautiful things and they won't interfere.
Grandma said, we can weave more small things. If we sell enough, maybe we can exchange them for a bag of salt or a bag of sugar.
Master Li nodded and took Master Fang's hand.
"Brother, really...thank you to that good little brother of yours."
Mr. Fang waved his hand. He wanted to say, no need to be so touched. Knitting a little thing is really just a little thing.
You will probably be more surprised and delighted in the future, but he won’t tell you now.
Let Mo Xiaozi reveal these things himself. He had a hunch that during this exile, they might be the most peculiar group in the past hundred years...
On that day, many people saw the Fang family picking various leaves and wild vegetables, and they were all curious.
"Can these be eaten? They look so old."
"It's edible, but it needs to be specially processed before it can be used to make soup."
Xiushui explained it this way.
Many people originally wanted to pick the fruits, but they lost interest when they heard that they had to be specially handled.
But some people did not give up and offered to pick them too so that they could learn together later.
"Okay, pick more of these broad leaves, both old and young."
"We also have this kind, pick more of it. But they have to be tender leaves."
As Xiushui picked more and more strange things, everyone became more curious.
More importantly, along the way, the Fang family members picked all the flowers.
When asked, the Fang family members said that it was Mo Yunwen who asked them to pick the fruits, and that as long as they picked a lot, they would have dinner.
He can actually make dinner by picking some flowers and some unknown wild vegetables. This guy is really amazing.
Many people also followed up and asked Mo Yunwen if other families could pick more and exchange it for a dinner?
"Anything is fine, but they need to be some kind of wild vegetable leaves approved by me. You must ask the Fang family for the specific ones you want to pick."
So, for the rest of the journey, everyone joined in picking things.
After picking all the ones on the roadside, the energetic kids ran to pick more ones farther away. But in order not to delay the journey, they just picked up the ones that were more abundant.
Several heads of the family were discerning people. They looked at the picked leaves and stems and vines with some confusion.
Especially the head of the Luo family, who made a living by running various medicines and tea, had a vague guess in his mind after looking at several things picked, but he also felt... maybe he was thinking too much.
Because of this, the head of the Luo family kept a close eye on Mo Yunwen all the way, wanting to see what he was going to do.
It was not until that evening that Wu Yacha said it was time to rest, and the boy asked someone to bring out an iron pot.
He was shocked when he started to stir-fry the greens in a big wok.
"This, this, how is this possible, this kid, this kid..."
How dare he!
He was on the road to exile, and he was actually doing some green stuff.
Although the leaves and vines picked are not tea leaves, the way they are fried is the same as that used to make tea.
The head of the Luo family lost his composure. He ran up to him and almost stared at Mo Yunwen's every move.
The other family heads also vaguely guessed something at this moment, but they still felt it was too unbelievable.
After all, how could such a thing happen on the road to exile?
Would Wu Yaguan really agree to this? Or were they, the escorts, not afraid of the news leaking out?
Several people watched in horror as Mo Yunwen stir-fried greens, mixing all kinds of flowers together.
Soon, the first pot of medicinal tea came out.
"This is Senecio flower tea. I just dried it over low heat. Would you be interested in having some?"
Several family heads and five escorts came over quietly, grabbed a small bunch of tea leaves and started brewing them on the spot.
"This, this is really medicinal tea. I didn't expect Brother Mo to know about these things?"
After tasting it, Patriarch Luo was completely shocked.
Wu Yachai laughed heartily.
"Although it's slightly bitter, it has a sweet osmanthus fragrance, which smells quite nice. After drinking it, I don't know if it's because of my psychology, but I actually felt that my eyesight had improved a little bit."
"Medicinal tea, of course, is primarily based on medicine, with tea as a supplement. Ladies and Gentlemen, is there a market for this business?"
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