Seeing that the hilltop had been partially cordoned off, Yu Chengbang paused for a moment, then nodded in understanding.
"As it should be. A resource this precious must be well-protected."
Under the watchful eyes of the security guards, the two entered the temporarily restricted area.
When Yu Chengbang saw the Wild Mountain Tea, which was thriving and had glossy leaves, his eyes lit up again as if he were looking at a priceless treasure.
He put on white gloves, took out his specialized sampling tools and kraft paper bags, and, as if handling a fragile antique, carefully collected tender shoots—one bud and two leaves—from healthy plants on the sunny slope and upper-middle sections of several different tea bushes. He meticulously recorded the sampling location and number for each before sealing them with great care.
Watching his professional and meticulous movements, Yang Qi nodded to himself.
'Working with a scholar like him is a relief.'
