Under Hua Yun's guidance, the two of them arrived at the bottom of the cliff where the fig tree was located.
Looking at the lushly growing fig tree, Chen Wen turned back towards the camp: "How did you see it from such a distance? Especially in such darkness?"
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Hua Yun tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and explained, "My grandfather's house had a garden with several fig trees. I used to pick figs frequently when I was a kid, so I'm quite familiar with them and recognized it almost immediately."
"Wow, is this the power of a foodie?"
Chen Wen remarked with amazement.
Hua Yun gritted her teeth, wishing she could punch Chen Wen. She just knew he was going to say something like that.
After teasing Hua Yun, Chen Wen also started thinking about how to pick those figs.
The fig tree, despite being called a tree, is actually more like a shrub or a small tree.
The plant has many branches, making picking them not too difficult.
