Bai Yuchen saw the small bag of tea leaves in Ruan Qi's hand and immediately reached out to grab it.
He brought the bag to his nose for a deep sniff and exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Ah~."
"It's this taste! The Mother Tree Great Red Robe cultivated by little sister-in-law's family is so authentic!"
Qiao Zheng, Qin Zhe, and the others standing to the side: "??????"
What did Bai Yuchen mean?
What does he mean by 'Mother Tree Great Red Robe cultivated by little sister-in-law's family'?
Also, who is the Grandpa Xi he's talking about? It can't be the one they're thinking of, right?
Everyone had a bewildered look on their faces.
Especially Qin Zhe, who stared dumbfounded at Bai Yuchen, speaking in disbelief, "Uncle... the tea leaves in your hand..."
"Tea leaves? What's wrong with the tea leaves?"
Bai Yuchen glanced at the small bag in his hand, smiled, and said, "Is this the Mother Tree Great Red Robe grown by little sister-in-law's family? Nephew, do you want some too?"
