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Qian Yeejin also had this in mind and simply nodded her head.
The old monk whispered to Qian Yixiu, "The tea leaves are best in their original flavor. If Little Benefactor harvests that tea again in the future, remember to bring some to me. I want fresh leaves; I'll process them myself."
Qian Yixiu was utterly baffled. Was this an old child or an eccentric elder? Virtuous monks are supposed to have high morals and be content with simplicity, but he was clearly not the case. The old monk completely shattered her previous image of a virtuous monk.
She thought this way but still nodded in agreement. She did not know when she would be able to return to that Fairyland.
Huang Tie had already been waiting for them in front of the temple. The three of them and the monkey descended the mountain, boarded the ox cart, and hurried home. Despite the strong sunlight of late noon, Qian Yixiu did not feel tired at all; she was too anxious for Shopkeeper Cui's arrival.
