Madam Ying was unamused by his words.
Came from the future?
Who was he trying to fool?
A three-year-old kid?
"Forget it," she shook her head and dusted off some soil from her hand. "The lands are indeed suitable for cultivating the tea leaves. I suppose you do have some skills."
"Thank you for the compliments." Xu Feng gladly accepted it with pride. The planning he did a long time ago could finally be fulfilled.
Seriously, the level of patience he had in this aspect was commendable.
Many would have long given up and sought short-term profits.
However, these types were destined to not have much success. Of course, there would still be a minority who would become successful, but the chances were very slim.
"So when can we begin cultivating?" Xu Feng inquired, clearly hoping to have the tea seed to begin cultivating and stash a few for his own. This part was something Madam Ying already knew.
