Chen Lin stared blankly at the sprouting seedlings.
He even wondered if he had seen a ghost today.
After feeling cold sweat from being stared at by 100 geese, now he saw the cauliflower seeds he planted in the morning sprouting by afternoon.
Something's off!
Absolutely something's off!
He hurriedly squatted down to inspect them one by one.
...
Time passed.
As night fell, Chen Han finished preparing the medicinal meal, and the porridge Little Uncle had put in the pot was also ready.
Seeing that Little Uncle hadn't returned yet, he made three simple dishes and called Sister Xiaomi, Uncle Dagou, Uncle Shuisheng, and the others to eat the medicinal meal!
Uncle Dagou and Uncle Shuisheng arrived quickly, both covered in sweat, clearly busy frying Thunder Bamboo Spirit Tea — over the past two days, the Thunder Bamboo Spirit Tea department had produced more than 100 jin of ordinary Thunder Bamboo Spirit Tea and a dozen jin of premium Thunder Bamboo Spirit Tea.
