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"Does Master Niu know the location of Medicine King Valley?"

"This isn't a secret in Qingyang County. What are you trying to do?"

Niu Ye thought that Zhou Wu had even set his sights on Medicine King Valley.

"I plan to visit Medicine King Valley."

"Scholar, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Niu Ye reached out and touched Zhou Wu's forehead, thinking that the other man was delirious due to a fever.

"Don't worry, Mr. Niu. I'm not asking them to declare war. I just want to see if we can talk."

Zhou Wu mainly wanted to discuss the true nature of Medicine King Valley. According to Master Niu, this group of people were not evil, and if they could form an alliance, it would greatly reduce the pressure on Niu Family Village.

"No, it's too dangerous."

Niu Ye was naturally unwilling for Zhou Wu to take risks, after all, the entire Niu Family Village was now counting on him.

Seeing that Master Niu was adamant, Zhou Wu did not insist. After parting ways with Master Niu, he took Niu Er and rode a fast horse straight to Medicine King Valley.

Zhou Wu rode a top-quality yellow horse, while Niu Er's horse, though not as good as Zhou Wu's, was still the best horse in the local militia. In less than half a day, the two arrived at the legendary Medicine King Valley.

"Is this the Valley of the Medicine King?"

The Medicine King Valley before us is located in a valley between two steep mountains. Although it is almost noon, the valley is still shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

"Based on the information I've gathered, this is it."

Although Niu Er didn't get the location of Medicine King Valley from Niu Ye, it didn't stop him from finding out from other people.

"Let's go and meet these extraordinary people."

Upon entering the valley, unlike other bandit strongholds filled with traps and obstacles, the road paved with bluestone led straight ahead, flanked by tall pine and cypress trees. The mysterious Medicine King Valley had finally appeared, but the buildings before them surprised Zhou Wu and Niu Er.

"It really does feel like a cultivation sect."

The scene was indeed similar to the cultivation sects in some games from Zhou Wu's previous life, only on a smaller scale.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Zhou Wu went up and knocked on the door himself, but no one came for a long time.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

After waiting for a long time without anyone opening the door, Zhou Wu had no choice but to continue. This time, however, there was a response; a child's shouts and curses came from inside.

"Who is it? In broad daylight, why keep knocking if you don't open the door? Have you no manners?"

After the door opened, a child glared angrily at Zhou Wu and Niu Er.

"Hello, young friend. We are the Deputy Lieutenant of Qingyang County, and we have come to pay you a visit."

Zhou Wu was still unsure of the other party's true strength, so he tried his best to appear harmless.

"The Deputy Lieutenant in Charge? Don't you recognize him?"

The child slammed the door shut, and Zhou Wu felt a little embarrassed. He had no choice but to knock again, albeit reluctantly.

"Are you two ever going to stop? What are you trying to do?"

"Little friend, it's me..."

"Kid, quickly tell your parents that the head of the Qingyang County militia has arrived, and tell them to come out. Go now."

Zhou Wu originally intended to continue to persuade people with virtue, but Niu Er, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and rushed up and yelled at the kid in front of him.

Looking at the child again, he was no longer the arrogant child he had been before. His face was covered in tears, but he was probably too scared to cry out loud.

Without saying a word, he turned and went inside, leaving Zhou Wu and Niu Er waiting outside.

"Niu Er, weren't you too fierce just now?"

"Brother Wu, this kind of brat is stubborn and won't listen to reason. He needs to be taught a lesson."

Niu Er had always believed that disobedience deserved a spanking, and he was secretly pleased with himself when the gates of Medicine King Valley opened again, and a group of people in long robes came out. Seeing this, Niu Er immediately shielded Zhou Wu behind him.

Just as Zhou Wu and Niu Er were looking at each other, the other party suddenly bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Vice Lieutenant."

The tense atmosphere from just moments ago vanished completely.

"I was truly unaware of your arrival, sir. I apologize for not being able to greet you properly."

The leader was an old man with white hair. Zhou Wu looked him up and down for a long time, trying to find something about him that suggested he had the physique of an immortal. He could at least be a hermit master, but to his disappointment, the old man looked like just an ordinary rich man.

"I apologize for coming uninvited."

The other party adopted a very humble attitude, which made Zhou Wu feel somewhat embarrassed.

"Please come in, sir."

Zhou Wu had originally come to investigate the secrets of Medicine King Valley, so he readily agreed to the invitation.

. . . . .

"Please sit down, sir. Come, have some tea."

"Tea?"

Zhou Wu was very surprised. Since he came to this world, he had never seen or even heard of tea. He was now unsure whether the tea the old man was talking about was the same as the tea he knew.

"My lord, please have some tea."

Zhou Wu picked up the tea on the table, uncorked it, and the long-lost aroma of tea wafted out.

"fragrant."

"Sir, do you understand tea?"

The old man seemed to be a tea enthusiast as well, and seeing Zhou Wu's blissful expression, he couldn't help but become interested.

"I wouldn't say I love it, but I really miss it."

"Oh, sir, you've had tea before?"

"Hehe, black tea, green tea, oolong tea, iced black tea..."

"There are so many varieties of tea? Are you trying to trick me, sir?"

The old man originally thought Zhou Wu was a tea lover and that they would have something in common, but he didn't expect that the other party was just a big talker.

"Is your tea still lacking?"

After taking a sip of tea, Zhou Wu suddenly felt that something was wrong. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the tea leaves seemed to have not been roasted, so the aroma was slightly weak and the bitterness was more pronounced.

"Hahaha, in this world today, very few people know about tea, and even fewer truly understand it. I have been deeply involved in the art of tea for many years, and while my tea may not be the best in the world, it has certainly received high praise. Since you say my tea is lacking, please explain why. Otherwise, my Medicine King Valley is not to be trifled with."

The old man suddenly changed his kind demeanor, his eyes flashing coldly as he stared intently at Zhou Wu. Even the servant beside him tensed up, seemingly waiting for an opportunity to strike.

It's not hard to understand the old man. It's like when you marry a woman who is clearly as beautiful as an angel, but others insist that she is extremely ugly. Who could tolerate that?

"Simple. I wonder if there are any fresh tea leaves left? Also, please prepare a large iron pot."

Today, Zhou Wu is going to show these frogs in a well what a real tea tree is.

"come."

"master."

"Do as the adults say."

Soon the servants set up a large iron pot in the courtyard and placed a winnowing basket of fresh tea leaves next to it.

"These are all tea leaves that were just picked this morning, and they are exactly the same as the ones we just drank."

The old man's meaning was clear: don't blame the tea for being bad later, even if it's the same tea.

"Look at it."

Zhou Wu instructed his servant to light a fire, and then he kept putting his hand into the pot to test its temperature. Everyone looked at Zhou Wu's strange behavior with puzzlement.

As a serious tea enthusiast, the old man kept wondering what Zhou Wu was planning to do. Was he going to boil the tea?