"Shut up!" Lin Feng scolded, speeding up his pace, continuing to walk along the mountain road, passing through the dark gate, leaving the Dong family mansion behind, and gradually moving away.

A ray of light shone out in the valley, illuminating the Dong family compound into a dark silhouette. Dawn is coming.

Lin Feng jumped in front and walked out of the village.

Lin Rui wiped the cold sweat and let out a deep breath.

It turned out that Lin Feng was not going to be a thief, Lin Rui secretly complained of shame. He was so poor that he was crazy and even stealing things like stealing. He didn't think about who the Lin sisters were. Although Lin Feng was tricky and weird, he was still a big beauty in Moshan Village. How could he fall to the level of the Mo brothers?

The path is in the forest, and the gullies are winding and undulating. The sky is bright and the mountains and forests are quiet and refreshing in the morning. A heavy rain yesterday left water droplets on the branches beside the road. The water droplets gather together, heavy, bent the leaves, gathered into strings of water droplets, slipped out from the branches, fell on the face, and in the neck, it was chilly.

"Second sister, where are we going to make money?" Lin Rui asked.

Lin Feng lowered his voice: "Laojun Cliff."

"Laojun Cliff?" Lin Rui was greatly disappointed.

Laojun Cliff is located in the west of the village. It is a cliff with rocks on the cliff. It is a place where rabbits do not shit. The landscape is good, with a wide view. At sunrise, clouds steep in the mist, and the sun emits rays of rays in the clouds, which is quite spectacular. At the beginning, Gu Fan often took Lin Rui to practice on the cliff, saying that he was absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. But the spiritual energy of heaven and earth doesn't care about money. Could it be that Lin Feng wanted to circle Laojun Cliff and sell tickets? This is a way, but why should the village let her enclose the land? Even if the land is enclosed, who will come? People in the mountains don't regard this scenery as a scenery, and people in the city are too lazy to run far away to this ghost place to suffer...

Lin Rui was thinking randomly and couldn't figure it out.

"Second sister, what's the matter with Laojun Cliff?" Lin Rui asked reluctantly.

Lin Feng glared at Lin Rui: "What else can you see besides seeing women!"

Lin Rui blushed. Last night, the two sisters took off their clothes on the kang. His eyes were straightened and Lin Feng caught him. Lin Rui had to say with a shameless face: "Second sister, I'm blind, I really didn't see anything." This was a pun. One said that he didn't see anything valuable on Laojun cliff, and the other said, denied that he saw the bodies of the two sisters last night.

Lin Feng turned around and looked at the path behind him. In the morning light, there was a faint morning mist on the path, which was faintly visible in the mountains and forests, with no one in front and behind. He lowered his voice and said, "There are wild tea trees on the cliff!"

"Second sister, do you mean, pick wild tea and sell it for money?"

"Nonsense! Otherwise, why would I carry a basket?"

"Is it so amazing to pick a wild tea?" Lin Rui still couldn't cheer up.

Wuling Mountain has a mild climate, and its geology belongs to Danxia landform. It has many cliffs and cliffs, and is rich in wild rock tea. Villagers also pick wild rock tea to make tea, either drink it by themselves or sell it. However, most wild rock tea is of low quality, low price, and low yield. They can only make some pocket money. Feijia Tea House purchases wild rock tea for processing and sells it to surrounding villagers, which means making small fuss.

What Lin Rui needs is not small money, but big money! Although the income from picking wild tea is more than a small worker, it is only fifty steps and one hundred steps, which is useless!

"Speak quietly!" Lin Feng glanced behind him, looked at no one behind him, and said, "You are going to pick the white light!"

"Second sister, you mean picking white light!" Lin Rui widened his eyes!

After a long time, Lin Feng still has to be a thief!

The wild tea on Wuling Mountain is just picking it casually. Only picking white light is stealing!

Among the Wuling Mountains, there are many types of rock tea, most of which are low-quality, but there are also good teas. The best one is Baimang. The white hair leaves are dark green and shiny, with yellow and white buds and leaves, and a little fluff. The white hairs are born on the abyss, and the rhizomes drill into the rocks to absorb minerals, and the branches and leaves penetrate into the sky to absorb clouds and mists in the mountains. It can be said that they go up to heaven and earth, absorb the essence of the heaven and earth, and feel like they are floating and celestial. The tea has the fragrance of orange peel, and the taste is rich and sweet after soaking, with pure and bright color, and has mountain and wild spiritual energy.

Baimang was originally a wild tea that mountain people picked and drank by themselves. A few years ago, I don’t know which hiker brought Baimang out of the mountain and was portrayed as a fairy in the mountain by a group of bored poor literati, and said a lot of elegant words that had nothing to do with the taste of tea, such as light as chrysanthemum, elegant as orchid, straight as pine, quiet as bamboo, as vast as clouds, as light as wind... The wild tea that people and cows in the mountain drank was called a fairy under the moon. Baimang’s value increased sharply, and tea merchants went to the mountains to collect tea. The original purchase price of one yuan and three pounds increased to thirty yuan per pound, and the price rose almost a hundred times! It is the most expensive tea in the mountains.

Baimang is wild tea, and the tea tree does not have the property rights, whoever picks it will belong to it. Since Baimang became famous, people in the village have been staring at it. When it comes to the tea harvesting season, mountain people flock to the mountain to pick tea with knives. They use their hands to pick tea without knives, and bringing knives is for the sake of fighting!

People in the mountains do not pay attention to coming first and coming later, but only talking about hard fists! Every year during the tea picking season, people have to lose their lives because of fighting for tea trees. Chopping tea turns into eating blood. Over time, the family's power is weak, so they stop the idea of ​​picking tea. The white light is valuable, but their lives are even more valuable.

Later, the wild white beams on the mountains around Moshan Village simply became the private property of several major households in the village, and there was no black and white text. Anyway, if someone took action, it was naturally his family!

In recent years, there has been no fight over Baimang again, because the Baimang trees on the mountains around Moshan Village have already owned their own homes.

Lin Rui and Dong Cha benefited from the old man Gu Fan. Gu Fan looked sloppy and was a bad old man, but he was very literary and very literary in his bones. He loved to taste tea on weekdays. Lin Rui followed him to hear and learned a lot of tea ceremony. He also liked to sit in tea rooms everywhere and had a lot of experience in tea tasting. He still recognized Bai Mang very much and knew it was the best tea. However, when he was a hunter in the past, he didn't worry about his livelihood and did not look down on a few white-mang trees, and of course he would not participate in the fight for Bai Mang. Therefore, there was no Bai Mang tree under his name.

The Lin family is lonely and weak, with an old woman and three daughters. From the beginning, they have never thought of picking white lights. Every year when it comes to the tea picking season, they can only watch other people picking white lights. As for picking tea, they can't even think about it. None of the white lights on the mountain are under the name of the Lin family.

Therefore, Lin Feng’s so-called “picking white light” is to steal!

When Lin Feng talked about Bai Mang, Lin Rui was very upset. If he had known today, he would have fought with the villagers of Moshan Village and snatched a few white Mang trees in his name. He harvested the tea buds and sold them for money, and sold them openly.

Now, I don’t have a name, so I followed Lin Feng to steal tea.

No wonder Lin Feng wanted to hide it from Lin Qiao, and called Lin Rui up before dawn, saying that he wanted to pull him into a thief!
Chapter completed!