The sun was burning on the Boston highway. Under the golden sunlight, a golden armored SUV was galloping on the road at an extremely fast speed. Behind the car was a huge f750. Behind the f750, there was an extended cart, and on the car, fifteen cows were standing or lying there.

It is also possible that it is because of eating too much grass nourished by Jiang Hai's spiritual energy that these cattle are not as timid as other cattle.

Even most of the cows were curiously looking at the scenery on the roadside. Sometimes when parking, they would chew on the weeds on the roadside. Of course, they just took a bite and stopped eating them.

For them, they have become accustomed to the smell of the forage in Jianghai Manor and have no feeling about these ordinary grasses. Unless they are really hungry now, will they eat these grasses?

However, although these cows don't look scared, Robbins, the old cowboy, still feels that they should focus on being safe.

Basically, after coming out of the manor and seeing any rest stop on the expressway, he would talk to Jiang Hai, stop here, observe the cattle, and feed the cattle some forage and water to maintain the condition of the cattle.

Although walking slowly like this, it is a win in stability. After all, you have to go to New York to participate in the competition. If the cow gets sick on the road, it will be troublesome and you have to pull the cow from the manor again, which will be a bit troublesome.

However, this speed is indeed very slow. After walking for about a morning, Jiang Hai and the others had just arrived at the periphery of Boston.

It would take about two hours to drive from Boston to New York, but according to Jiang Hai's current estimate, it would be nice to have them before 8 o'clock in the evening when they arrived in New York.

However, the only advantage is that the organizer has arranged a cowshed, and no matter how late he arrives, there will be someone to arrange it. At the same time, people like Jiang Hai and others who have exhibition halls also have five rooms, and the $1.1 million is not a waste, so they naturally have to be fed and accommodated.

Although eating is just a buffet. It is probably just an ordinary guest room, at least they don’t have to spend time looking for it anymore.

At the last rest stop before leaving Boston, just after the car was parked, Jiang Hai walked down with a purple clay tea cup.

Since he likes to drink tea, if Jiang Hai goes out, he will basically never leave this purple clay tea cup.

After getting used to drinking tea, I really feel that the taste is worse.

Seeing that after parking the car, Robbins and others who had started helping with him there, Jiang Hai came over. This was not the first time Jiang Hai saw such a thing. He knew that there was nothing wrong with these people here, so since he had arrived here, he was going to Boston. He had something to buy, so he said, "You eat here first, I'll go to Boston."

"Okay, boss, just look at the time, we can stay here for up to an hour." Hearing Jiang Hai's words, Robbins glanced at his watch. Originally, they were going to have lunch in the next place, but now that Jiang Hai said he wanted to go to Boston, it would be the same for them to eat here, after all, Jiang Hai is the one who paid the money.

"I don't need it. I'll go to the Chinese store and I'll be back in a while." He nodded to Robbins. Jiang Hai climbed into his car again, put the teacup, accelerated and headed towards the North City of Boston.

Indeed, it took only about ten minutes to drive from the expressway. Jiang Hai had already arrived at his destination.

Holding the teacup, Jiang Hai parked the car and jumped up in the car. As soon as he finished, he saw the old man sitting in front of the store and shaking his fans. Needless to say, this is the store where Mr. Jiang Hai came to buy things.

"Uncle, are you resting here." Looking at the old man, Jiang Hai walked over with a smile.

However, Jiang Hai had just walked over, and the old man here had not opened his eyes, but his nose moved first.

"Longjing?" He sat up all of a sudden. The old man looked at Jiang Hai's teacup and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yes, Longjing, I brought it from China. It tastes pretty good. Do you want to try it?" Hearing the old man's words, Jiang Hai also said with a smile. He is still very confident about his tea, after all, it is so expensive.

"You don't have to taste it. Smell it. It is indeed produced in West Lake, but it is not a very good variety. Look at the tea here." Hearing Jiang Hai's words, the old man couldn't help but chuckled and picked up the small pot next to him casually.

As the small pot opened, a touch of fragrance rushed straight to Jiang Hai's nose. The bean fragrance was really refreshing.

"Well, it seems good. The smell is stronger than mine." After taking the old man's teapot, Jiang Hai smelled it. Indeed, the beans of this tea are stronger than his own, and the leaves are also more complete and beautiful than his own. This made Jiang Hai recognize it at a glance. The tea should be Longjing. He doesn't know whether it is West Lake or not, but at least it tastes better than his own.

After taking a sip, Jiang Hai found that the spiritual energy that was increasing all the time seemed to absorb it a little faster. This made Jiang Hai very sure that this tea must be stronger than his tea.

"Uncle, where did you make this tea?" Jiang Hai asked in surprise when he returned the small pot in his hand to the old man.

"I grew it at home, haha, when the domestic management was not too strict, I got a few tea trees, but the black tea was dead, and only a few green teas lived. I have grown well over the years. The pot is also the West Lake Longjing, but it is not watered with West Lake water, it can only be regarded as Longjing." Hearing Jiang Hai's words, the old man said proudly.

"Then uncle, can you let me have two plants?" Jiang Hai had the idea of ​​getting tea trees from China a long time ago, but unfortunately, it is not allowed to transplant live through customs in China. At least with Jiang Hai's current strength, he can't get these things.

Just like Tibetan incense beads and black goats, these things are not allowed to be taken out in China.

If you want to bring it, you can only bring the prepared tea leaves. Even fresh tea buds are not allowed, which makes Jiang Hai helpless.

"It is impossible to accommodate two plants, but it is impossible to get a few branches for you. Whether you can raise them depends on your luck." Hearing Jiang Hai's words, the old man was not vague, but said directly that Jiang Hai liked to come to him to buy things.

Although Jiang Hai brought a lot of food when he came back, he always had to finish it. The supermarket in the United States was not very complete. There was no Jiang Hai who liked to eat anyway, so he often came to buy things, and the old man was very familiar with him.

When he heard the old man let go, Jiang Hai also said happily: "Okay, then thank you, uncle."

Perhaps for others, it is difficult to feed a few tea branches, but it doesn’t matter to Jiang Hai.

He really can plant willows and willows to form shade. His spiritual energy is not for nothing. Moreover, Jiang Hai feels that the tea trees planted with spiritual energy will definitely give him a different reward in the future.

"You kid came here this time, it's not just to show your tea. It's noon, it doesn't look like your style." After talking about the tea with Jiang Hai, the old man picked up the teapot in front of him and took a sip, asking strangely.

"I'm going to attend the beef cattle exhibition in New York. The beef cattle are now observing at the nearby rest station. I'm fine, so I'll come here and ask if there is any wine here." Looking at the old man, Jiang Hai said seriously.

"Wine? Isn't there anything inside?" When Jiang Hai said wine, the old man was stunned for a moment and pointed to the shelf in the supermarket.

"It's not those packaged wines. I want to ask if there is any wine brewed, which is made from pure grain." Jiang Hai continued.

Hearing Jiang Hai's words, the old man couldn't help but look at him with some confusion. Generally speaking, the wine of this kind has a high degree and is not very good. It does not have the high-end grade and does not have good packaging.

In China, this kind of wine is not easy to find, let alone abroad! Seeing that Jiang Hai actually wanted such wine, the old man couldn't help but ask: "Pure grain wine? This kind of wine is not easy to make here. What do you want this wine for?"

"Didn't I tell you a while ago that I went to the mountains to hunt. They all fought adult big deer. After killing them, they took away all the antlers, and the rest belonged to me. I also came to you to buy seasonings for stewed venison!" When Jiang Hai heard what the old man said, Jiang Hai also started to say. When he heard what Jiang Hai said, the old man nodded. He really had some impression.

Seeing that the old man remembered, Jiang Hai continued to say, while observing the old man's expression: "In addition to venison, the deer whip and the others also left me with a dozen. I originally wanted to stew it, but when I thought about that thing, I felt a little responsive and couldn't eat it anymore, so I thought about it later and wanted to make a drink."

"Deer Whip? What a good thing!" As expected, when he heard the deer Whip, the old man's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Boy, discuss something with you. I will help you with wine, and I will give you tea, and I will not charge you any money. But you have to let me two, no, three." Looking at Jiang Hai, the old man's eyes also flashed with strange light. It seemed that he was very concerned about this thing, and Jiang Hai couldn't help but be happy when he saw that the old man had a way to get pure grain wine.

"Trade!" The three deer whips were nothing to Jiang Hai. If he wanted, he could go into the mountains to fight at any time. However, the pure grain-making wine was not so easy to get. Now he was considering what to put into the sprinkler.

The two foxes, one old and one young, looked at each other tacitly, and then smiled.

Then Jiang Hai made a few more remarks with the old man, then drove away, returned to the rest stop, and continued to head towards New York.

As expected, just as Jiang Hai thought, when they arrived at the New York venue, the lights were already on. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!