The Princess' Young Ambitions

"Yes, yes. I know you're the richest man."

Hearing Jun Shiling's words, Xia Wanyuan nodded.

Seeing that Xia Wanyuan did not understand his hint, Jun Shiling added, "If you want to drink tea in the future, you can send it directly from here to Beijing."

"Sure." Xia Wanyuan was delighted.

She did not even care about that jar of Snowing in the Wind, so she naturally did not recall that jar of tea.

At this moment, the sun had already risen completely. In the distant tea field, there were already tea farmers picking the tea leaves.

The person in charge of the tea house suddenly received the news and rushed over to welcome Jun Shiling.

"It's time to pick new tea. Let's try it," Jun Shiling suggested and Xia Wanyuan nodded.

Taoism was popular on Wuyishan. The teahouse was hidden in the clouds. From the outside, it looked a little like a Taoist temple and had a hint of immortal aura.