Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart Chapter 803 - 800: Likewise

Xuan Ming, following behind the group, pulled Bi Chen and jogged forward, whispering to Duan Yunfei, "Young Master, should we head straight to the dicine Sect or wait for the manor owner to arrive at the foot of the mountain?"

"No rush," Duan Yunfei said lightly, "Since we rarely visit, let’s explore around first."

The dicine Sect is just two or three days’ journey from here, and Song Ting and Lan Ruo’s wedding is still a month away, so they can stay at the mountain foot for a while.

Shen Qinglan, leading Shen Qing’an and Shen Qingping at the front, turned back and said to Duan Yunfei, "Lan Ruo ntioned that she would co down to et us. Father and Mother should be arriving soon, so let’s wait a bit longer."

Le Zhao nodded, "Perfect, with the remaining ti, we can also tour Xiushui Town."

Bi Chen, visiting Xiushui Town for the first ti, was quite interested in the things here. Along the way, Xuan Ming bought her quite a lot of nice things.

Although she refused persistently, she couldn’t resist Xuan Ming’s eagerness. Along the way, as long as she glanced at sothing, Xuan Ming got it for her.

The young ones, Ping and An, also had a fruitful experience, hugging their belongings so tightly that their eyes curved into smiles.

Seeing their happiness, the adults felt joyous too, and thus had no restraint in their purchases.

The only ones advising moderation were Dong Yao and Shen Shan, who kept persuading them not to spoil the kids.

Every ti, as a good brother-in-law, Duan Yunfei would say, "No worry, they rarely travel far, spending money for happiness is worth it."

At that point, Le Zhao at his side couldn’t help but click his tongue lightly, and then teasingly comnted on it.

Duan Yunfei listened, unfazed, not caring to respond.

The group stayed at an inn in town for several more days, until on the eighth day, Duan Nian and Luo Jing finally arrived at Xiushui Town.

"Young Madam, regarding our arrival at Xiushui Town, shouldn’t we inform the dicine Sect?" Xuan Ying asked while munching on fruit.

"There’s still more than half a month left," Shen Qinglan said, sipping the tea Duan Yunfei poured for her, "It’s not too late to notify them in a couple of days."

Actually, since their arrival in Xiushui Town, the dicine Sect should have received word, but since they hadn’t appeared, they likely knew they had no imdiate plans to go up the mountain.

In the past few days, they’ve seen and tasted all of Xiushui Town’s scenic spots and delicacies, so these days can be used to rest and recharge for the journey.

"This tea is good," Shen Qinglan remarked lightly.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yunfei and the others simultaneously raised their eyebrows.

Le Zhao chuckled, "Miss Shen is now a tea connoisseur?"

Previously, Shen Qinglan treated tea like plain water, no matter how expensive the tea was, it tasted just like water to her. Now suddenly praising the tea, how could they not be surprised?

"It’s alright, just diocre." Xuan Ying said, "It’s still far inferior to the tea at Young Madam’s Tianming Pavilion."

"Indeed!" Shen Qinglan agreed, knowing well that you get what you pay for, and the tea at Tianming Pavilion is top-quality.

Duan Yunfei chuckled lightly but said nothing, refilling her cup as he noticed it was empty.

Le Zhao leaned his elbow on the table, resting his chin in his palm, looking at Duan Yunfei and clicked his tongue twice in appreciation, "Life is as unpredictable as chess."

Duan Yunfei glanced at him, still smiling silently.

He mostly understood Le Zhao’s implication; it’s about Duan Yunfei, once thought impossible, now humbled to serve tea to soone else.

He pondered briefly, and suddenly raised his brow at Le Zhao, "The sa goes for you."