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Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Zhou Wu poured an entire basket of fresh tea leaves into the already heated pot.

"Ah, what a waste, what a waste! You...you..."

The old man stood up and angrily pointed at Zhou Wu, so angry that he couldn't speak. In his opinion, Zhou Wu was simply wasting his precious tea leaves. You see, although his Medicine King Valley had many tea trees, only a few could be considered high-quality after his careful cultivation. And what Zhou Wu poured into the pot were the leaves from those few high-quality tea trees.

Zhou Wu paid no attention to the exclamations and incomprehension of those around him. He was completely focused on frying the tea. Although the iron wok was already scorching hot, Zhou Wu's palms moved back and forth in the wok while keeping the tea leaves close to his hands. Not only were his palms not burned, but the tea leaves also did not turn black.

Amidst the angry and anxious gazes of the crowd, a rich, unprecedented aroma of tea slowly filled the air, captivating everyone with its fragrance.

"This...this is...why is there such a strong aroma of tea? Could it be that he is truly an expert in the art of tea?"

Although he still found it hard to believe, the facts were right in front of him, and the old man's initial anger and contempt turned into solemnity and a hint of respect.

"Okay, you're done."

Zhou Wu quickly gathered the tea leaves, and even the old man unconsciously stepped forward to help, taking the roasted tea leaves, taking a deep breath, and then showing a satisfied expression.

"How about it?"

"It smells amazing! How do I make this?"

The old man was already impatient, but the tea leaves in his hand were different from his own fresh tea leaves. His own fresh tea leaves needed to be brewed, and the old man didn't know if these dried tea leaves also needed the same steps, so he dared not act rashly, for fear of ruining the aroma and flavor of the tea. He could only look to Zhou Wu for help.

Simply steep in hot water.

"Quickly, quickly, bring hot water."

Zhou Wu took a small pinch of tea leaves and put them into a cup, then poured in hot water. He then quietly watched the teacup. The others did the same, quietly watching the teacup. The tea leaves in the cup slowly began to change. The withered leaves seemed to be infused with new life when they met the hot water. The withered leaves began to unfurl, and the aroma of the small cup of tea filled the entire courtyard.

"Okay, please enjoy."

The old man shakily reached out his hands, took the teacup, and gently sipped it.

Okay, ~~~~

His voice was so loud and clear that no one could tell it was coming from an old man with white hair.

"How does it compare to the tea we just had?"

"Dog shit, it's all dog shit! I never expected you to have such skill, sir. I admire you, I admire you. If it weren't for you, my life would have been wasted."

The old man now realizes he almost missed out on such wonderful tea and wishes he could slap himself twice.

. . . . . .

"I am Zai Hongfei, and I am currently the temporary patriarch of Medicine King Valley. I apologize for my previous neglect of you, sir."

Zai Hongfei is now completely convinced by Zhou Wu, and revealing his identity is a way of being honest with him.

"Zhou Wu, Deputy Lieutenant of the Army and Commander of the Qingyang County Militia, is here to make a request of you."

Seeing that time had been wasted, Zhou Wu decided to get straight to the point.

"Sir, please speak freely. As long as Medicine King Valley can help, we will not delay."

Zai Hongfei is such a person. Although he is quite old, he still has a strong sense of chivalry and loyalty. His previous attitude towards Zhou Wu was only because Zhou Wu was a government official, so he just went through the motions. However, Zhou Wu's tea-frying skills impressed Zai Hongfei, who was a tea fanatic.

“I am also from Niujia Village in Qingyang County. A couple of days ago, I received news that the bandits of Yinguang Cave had set their sights on Niujia Village for some reason. Originally, Niujia Village did not take Yinguang Cave seriously, but I heard that Yinguang Cave has a powerful backer.”

"You mean the Golden Light Cave, sir?"

Zai Hongfei interrupted, and Zhou Wu thought to himself that as expected of the top three wilderness forces in Qingyang County, they really knew each other inside and out.

"Yes, the purpose of our visit is to reach an alliance agreement with Medicine King Valley to help Niujia Village overcome its difficulties."

Zhou Wu was very humble and gave Zai Hongfei a lot of face, but how could Zai Hongfei risk his entire fortune just because Zhou Wu's words were almost pleasant?

"To be honest, Lord Zhou, my Medicine King Valley secluded itself here to escape the troubles of the world. Now, you want to bring my Medicine King Valley back into the public eye for worldly matters. This is quite a difficult situation."

"Besides, what benefit would it bring to Medicine King Valley to form an alliance with Niujia Village?"

Zhou Wu had already given up hope, but Zai Hongfei's subsequent comment about the benefits gave him renewed hope.

"It seems there's still a chance for things to turn around."

Zhou Wu thought to himself.

"Chief Zai, please speak freely if you have any requests."

"Hehe, sir, how about I show you around first?"

Zai Hongfei's answer was irrelevant, leaving Zhou Wu unable to figure out what the other party was up to.

. . . . .

"Lord Zhou, have you heard that Golden Light Cave, Silver Light Cave, and my Medicine King Valley are the top three wilderness forces in Qingyang County?"

“That’s right, so facing both the Gold and Silver Caves at the same time, I have no choice but to come to Chief Zai.”

Zhou Wu's words pleased Zai Hongfei greatly.

"Does Lord Zhou know the origin of Medicine King Valley?"

"Appreciate further details."

"Medicine King Valley has existed for over a hundred years, making it arguably the longest-standing wilderness force in Qingyang County. However, Medicine King Valley has always maintained a low profile, so not many people outside know about it, and much of what they know is based on hearsay. I wonder which version of Medicine King Valley Lord Zhou has heard?"

"They say Medicine King Valley is a place where a group of healers gather. The people there are mysterious, have strange personalities, and act oddly, like a group of heretics. I wonder if that's true."

"Haha, half true, half false. It's true that most people in Medicine King Valley know medicine."

After saying that, Zai Hongfei said no more and simply led Zhou Wu to stroll around Medicine King Valley.

"This is the medicinal herb nursery of Medicine King Valley, which is full of precious medicinal herbs grown in Medicine King Valley."

There were some herb slaves carefully tending to the planted medicinal herbs.

"This is the medicine room of my Medicine King Valley, mainly used by the people of Medicine King Valley to research some formulas."

Inside the room, the doctors were arguing in small groups.

"This is the Medicine King Valley's Pharmacy Building, which contains all kinds of medical classics collected by Medicine King Valley, as well as Medicine King Valley's own recipes and formulas."

Seeing this reminded Zhou Wu of the library in his previous life, with its countless books that people could read at will.

"This is the pharmacology school, a place for children to learn."

Many children are learning the basics of pharmacology under the guidance of their teachers.

Zhou Wu finally understood that Medicine King Valley was indeed a secluded place for a group of healers. They were self-sufficient in most things and had formed a small world within it.