Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich

Zhong Xingwang..., watch me not mock you for talking about the little sisters that way!

"You guys, don't talk like that. These two are the daughters of the estate owners here at the Mountain Villa. Don't be fooled by their petite size, they can outcycle boys their age, and in a race, you might not beat them!"

A few young masters..., are they really that impressive? Buddy, you're not pulling our leg, are you?

They found a chair to sit down and, upon their arrival, the attentive waiter quickly brewed some chrysanthemum honey tea for the young masters.

The young masters gazed at the ordinary chrysanthemum tea brought by the maid with slight disdain, holding it without much desire to drink, their eyes wandering to the living room window.

"Huh, Young Master Zhong, is that the fishing pond of the estate you mentioned? It looks like they're netting fish. With so many people, can they all catch one?" asked a tall and lanky young master.

Ye Fengqi... The face of the tall and lanky young master was pale and clean, obviously someone who rarely basked in the sun or engaged in physical activities, looking even weaker than a woman. The estate has plenty of bamboo poles, and now it has one more of you.

"No, I see someone has caught a big fish. Do you see it? Their fishing rods are unique, and that fish must weigh over ten pounds, right?"

Then, a young master with a bronze complexion, despite wearing white clothes that suggested frequent outdoor activities, tanning his skin with an excited expression.

"Wow, fishing outside looks so lively, let's go have a look." This average-looking young master with a lively temperament suggested.

Zhong Xingwang..., in the past few years, I've invited so many classmates here, and it's only you few who didn't believe. Now do you?

Why so excited? Just a country bumpkin, never seen the world.

Watching the young masters stand up and place down their tea, he thought them too wasteful of the good tea.

"Wait, finish your tea, don't waste...!"

The young masters stopped in their tracks. They hesitated, each with a different expression on their face.

The tall and lanky young master said, "Just an ordinary tea sweetened with honey. I don't like sweets much."

The ordinary-looking young man said, "Zhong Xingwang, with our status, why would we drink such ordinary tea?"

The young man with the bronze complexion..., there's no need to quarrel over a cup of tea. Let's be polite and take a sip.

He took a sip and his eyes lit up. He drank all the chrysanthemum tea and even licked his lips, yearning for more.

But he was too embarrassed to signal for a refill.

"These two young masters, you may think it's ordinary tea, but this chrysanthemum, though common, can clear the liver and improve eyesight. The honey is top-quality, and mixed with the chrysanthemum tea and mountain spring water, it will clear the acne on your faces."

Ye Shiqi..., having her space-grown chrysanthemum deemed ordinary tea and the honey, though not a product of her space, collected by bees from flowers watered with her space's spring, dismissed as common by these unworldly bumpkins!

If these young masters knew what this country girl, Ye Shiqi, thought of them, would they jump up and curse?

The other two, being so judged by a young girl, reluctantly thought about lifting the teacups to drink, but to their surprise, someone snatched the tea from their hands at that moment.

"If you're too good for the tea, I'm not. Leave it all for me!" the person exclaimed while snatching the tea.

The bronze-skinned young master snatched away his two companions' cups of tea and guzzled down first from the cup in his left hand, then from the one in his right, finishing both cups.

Seeing their tea taken, his companions rolled their eyes at him; he drank as if afraid they would snatch it back.

The way his companion drank piqued their curiosity about the tea. Their noses weren't blocked, of course, they could smell the fragrance of the tea leaves and the sweet scent, but their minds were still clouded with their initial thoughts, that in such a backwater place, even if this estate seemed extraordinary, it was just a bit better than the average estate, certainly not on par with the estates built by nobles in the Capital City or the pleasure villas constructed by the royalty.

"Waiter, I'm thirsty, bring more tea!"

"And bring me one too!"

The waiter, upon hearing the guests' request for tea, complied without hesitation, though feeling unhappy about their earlier remarks.

After all, they were guests who had come to spend money here. During her training, she was taught that no matter how troublesome the guest, she must respond with a smile.

Since these men were brought by the Lady as guests, she dared not act out.