I'm farming in the Pokémon world

Jiang Yuan took the Poké Ball handed to him by President Murakami. Jiang Yuan would not be pretentious at this time. A king-level ghost-type Pokémon was enough to protect his safety during his trip in the Cerulean Cave. Moreover, Jiang Yuan had not received any notification from the Alliance yet, so perhaps those people behind the scenes were still considering it.

"Don't worry, I, your Grandpa Gu, will investigate this matter thoroughly."

Old Gu doesn't have a Premier Pokémon, and one Premier Pokémon is enough to protect Jiang Yuan. However, Old Gu can figure out the whole story as soon as possible. It just takes some time. After all, the energy blocks and Pokémon food made by Old Gu are necessities for many trainers, and there are many people in the league who need his help.

"It's okay. Your Grandpa Gu and I will go to your farm when the time comes. We two old men are still strong, so don't be afraid."

President Murakami smiled and drank a cup of tea, reassuring Jiang Yuan that the status of a high-level trainer was equivalent to that of a king-level trainer, and that the two of them were not ordinary high-level trainers.

The reason why they looked a little solemn was that they had not received any news. They were not even aware of the fact that Meng Dou was seriously injured and the elves were rioting. The operation in the Hualan Cave concerned Jiang Yuan, so they both suspected that someone was targeting Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan thought about it and decided that if he really wanted to go into the Hualan Cave, he had to prepare some things in advance, otherwise it would be bad if he got stuck in there.

"Okay, okay, don't overthink it. It's not that bad. Xiaoyuan, why are you here so late?"

Chairman Murakami couldn't help but smile as he watched Jiang Yuan thinking. The trend of the alliance's unification was now very obvious, so many things had to be more careful. If one used this method of killing a person once and for all, it would cause serious consequences, especially for someone at the quasi-king or even king level.

"I came here to buy some things for the farm. We don't have a car to take us back home, so I came here to stay for one night."

Jiang Yuan came to his senses, and decided to fight back. Anyway, now that he knew the news, he would have a better idea if he really had to go to the Cerulean Cave. Not to mention that there was a king-level Gengar responsible for protecting his safety. Although he could not command it, it was still a life-saving card in his bottom drawer.

Jiang Yuan also told the two old men about his plans for the farm. He planned to improve the entire farm's ecosystem, which would be helpful for the future breeding of elves and the cultivation of medicinal crops. The two old men became interested in Jiang Yuan's plans and provided some suggestions on some details after listening to them.

Jiang Yuan wrote down all the suggestions of the two old men, but the two old men obviously said that they were a little tired afterwards. Seeing this, Jiang Yuan hurriedly asked the two old men to rest early, and then took out two sealed iron cans and handed them to the two old men.

"Sure, Wusong Junxue, this tea has not been seen for two years. It will be shipped this year, Xiaoyuan."

Chairman Murakami looked at the familiar tin can and his eyes lit up. He immediately became energetic. He took the tin can and opened it. He saw silvery-white tender buds inside, which gave off a faint fragrance. It was not very strong, but the smell was continuous, elegant and refreshing.

Gu Lao's hands were also very quick, and he looked so happy holding the tin can in his hand that it was hard to believe that he was the alliance breeder who was always known for his seriousness.

"Yes, Grandpa Cunsheng. This frost tea tree only produces a batch of tea every two years, and it takes another year to make the tea before it can be shipped. This is the latest batch. I know you and Grandpa Gu like it, so I brought it here specially for you two elders."

Wusong Junxue is the name of the tea. Jiang Yuan discovered the tea tree on the snow-capped mountains when he was a child visiting Xuefeng City. The tea brewed with it is refreshing and pleasant, with a honey-green color and golden yellow. The tea fragrance is fresh and elegant, with a rich and long-lasting aftertaste in the throat, making it very suitable for the elderly to drink.

At that time, Jiang Yuan asked the people from Xuefeng Dojo to help transplant the frost tea trees. Because those tea trees grew naturally, Jiang Yuan did not pay much. He just asked them to send some of the tea to the people from Qiefeng Dojo if they produced any.

Jiang Yuan also met Xiaosong, who would later become the master of the Xuefeng Gym. However, Xiaosong was just a little girl at that time. However, it could be seen from her childhood that Xiaosong was a very enthusiastic and energetic girl. Jiang Yuan still remembers the three braids on her head.

"Hahaha, I haven't had a drink in a year or two. This time I'm going to drink it slowly."

President Murakami smelled the tea and felt a slight warmth in his tired body. This kind of tea fragrance can make people relax, and if you drink it brewed, it can regulate the five internal organs and nourish the spirit.

"Grandpa, I'm glad you like it. The tea garden on the farm is already on track. There will be more tea produced in the future. Grandpa, you don't have to worry about it running out like before."

The tea trees that Jiang Yuan asked his grandfather to transplant when he was a child have now settled in the tea garden. Because Jiang Yuan was afraid that the tea trees transplanted into the tea garden would not be able to survive due to the unfamiliar climate and soil, he seldom picked them. After spraying them with natural agents, he let them grow. After five or six years of care, the trees in the tea garden can now officially produce.

In addition to Wusong Junxue, there are nearly 4000 tea trees in the tea garden, of which more than 2000 are over 80 years old, and none of the remaining tea trees are less than years old. Jiang Yuan plans to cultivate a few Bushihu tea trees when he has the chance. In this way, the tea itself will have top-grade tea, and with the taste and aroma of Bushihu, the taste of this tea will definitely be even better.

"Okay, okay, it seems like I'll have a treat in the future, but it's a pity for Old Jiangtou, alas..."

Hearing this, Gu Lao, who had put the tin away, laughed. As he was speaking, he suddenly thought of his old friend and couldn't help feeling a little sad. The three of them had known each other for more than 60 years. Ever since the establishment of the Hualan City Breeders Association, the three of them had been helping each other. However, because Jiang Yuan's grandfather was seriously injured when he was young, he suffered from a chronic illness, so he passed away first.

Chairman Murakami thought of something in a trance, then shook his head with a wry smile. Seeing that Jiang Yuan also had a sad look on his face, he frowned and muttered a few words, then threw a black and gold card to Jiang Yuan and let Jiang Yuan go out. The two old men also wanted to go upstairs to rest later.

After Jiang Yuan walked out of the door, he looked at the empty corridor in front of him, and memories flooded into his heart. This building was the place Jiang Yuan was most familiar with besides the farm. Jiang Yuan also lived in this building when he was a child, so after his grandfather passed away, he didn't dare to come here, for fear that he would not be able to hold back.

"Skirt Skirt"

Standing beside Jiang Yuan, Miss Qun'er silently touched Jiang Yuan's head with her small hands, and a refreshing fragrance that could calm emotions emanated from her body. After a long while, Jiang Yuan finally calmed down, and then took out the black and gold card that Grandpa Cun Sheng gave him when he went out.

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