Chapter 43: Destruction

Jin Bo was mixed in the crowd, not very conspicuous, Luo Tong didn't notice it, but it fell into Sheng Qiwu's eyes. Sheng Qiwu saw Jin Bo with his own eyes, and seeing that he was sneaky now, he didn't know what this guy wanted to do, so he couldn't help but cheer up. At the same time, they made a color with Ding Tie, signaling to pay attention to Jin Bo.

Ding Tie and Zhao Fan, who received Sheng Qiwu's eyes, made a vague gesture, and slowly approached Jin Bo in the crowd quietly.

Jin Bo, who followed Liu Yanzhi and Deng Xinhui, saw Han Lan in the middle at a glance, and when he saw Han Lan's appearance, he suddenly "chuckled" in his heart. Don't look at him from the outside, he looks like a gangster, but he has learned a lot from his uncle Jin Xin, and he still has some knowledge.

The pot of cold orchid recommended by Liu Yanzhi must be above the Tang Fengyu that they sent to the exhibition in Changchun, how can this be? Jin Bo's eyes were split, they Changchun didn't know how much energy they had spent in order to win the first prize at the flower show this time, and now they were going to be ruined in the hands of such a little-known small gardening shop?

Ivy Spring Nursery really took great pains for this flower exhibition. The pot of Tang Fengyu Jin Xin took care of it carefully on weekdays and raised it for two years, and it was not until this year that it was decided to send it out for the exhibition. Not to mention that Changchun broke the booth, and later Jin Bo came forward to grab someone else's booth. The effort put into this can be imagined, is it now in vain?

The more Jin Bo thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and when people were desperate, they wanted to jump off the wall in a hurry. He clenched his fists and thought that he was vaguely leaning towards Hanlan in the center, but his every move fell into the eyes of Ding Tie, Zhao Fan, and Sheng Qiwu.

Pressed Ding Tie and Zhao Fan, who were eager to try, Sheng Qiwu shook his head, signaling to catch a situation, Ding Tie and Zhao Fan really didn't make a move, but just kept an eye on Jin Bo even more.

Deng Xinhui, who was pulled over, no longer complained, staring at Hanlan with bright eyes, and kept muttering: "Good! The blades are tall, elegant, upright, tough and majestic. The leaf color is emerald green. Not bad!Not bad!" Deng Xinhui shook his head as he spoke, and Tang Fengyu, who had not yet enjoyed it, was swept away by Liu Yanzhi's depressed aura.

"Yes, yes!" Another middle-aged man in his forties who came with him nodded, he had just seen the Tang Fengyu in Changchun, and when he heard that there was a better orchid than the Tang Fengyu, he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and followed over to take a look.

The middle-aged man paused and then said: "The best thing is that this flower, although the flower has two branches, the color is different, but the color of the flower is very natural, the red is warm, the yellow is golden, this is really the magic of the Creator!"

It was the end of October, and the weather was already getting a little cooler. Suddenly, someone sniffed, "Why is it so fragrant? It seems to be even more fragrant than the Tang Fengyu just now." ”

Everyone nodded again, and someone explained: "The reason why Hanlan is called Hanlan is because the colder the weather, the stronger its fragrance becomes." The fragrance of the cold orchid is different from the fragrance of other orchids, the fragrance of the cold orchid has her uniqueness, it is a strong but not strong, light and traced, if there is a light cold fragrance (because the flowering period of the cold orchid is mainly in winter, and the fragrance of the cold orchid flowers is inversely proportional to the temperature, the lower the temperature, the stronger the fragrance, that is, the cold fragrance). ”

Watching the excitement is always not afraid of big things, Luo Tong gathered so many people here at once, and there were already many people watching the excitement outside. Although they didn't see it, they knew that this pot of Hanlan was not bad when they heard it from others.

People are always like this, when they see something, they want to measure it with money, and someone in the crowd asks: "After talking for so long, how much is this orchid worth?"

Liu Yanzhi's old man was an anxious man, and he immediately became angry: "This kind of cold orchid is unavoidable, and it can be measured by priceless treasures." Do you vulgar people only see money in their eyes?"

The person who asked the question was drowned in the crowd and did not speak, causing everyone to laugh.

Suddenly, someone asked: "What about this pot of cold orchids compared to the pot of Tang Fengyu in Changchun?"

Liu Yanzhi frowned, looked at the person who didn't see the questioner in the past, and was about to speak, but this time he was preempted by Deng Xinhui. "I can't say which is better or worse, I can only say that the Tang Fengyu in Changchun is also excellent, but forcibly mentioning the flowering period of orchids that are not yet in the flowering period to the present is invisibly more artificial ingenuity. ”

"As for this pot of cold orchids," Deng Xinhui raised his eyebrows, "this plate of cold orchids, whether in terms of overall layout, leaf type, flower type and flower fragrance, etc., can be said to be natural and unparalleled in the world." ”

Although he didn't explicitly say that Tang Fengyu was inferior to Han Lan, the meaning between the lines was already very clear, how could the artificial craftsmanship be compared to the natural perfection? The more Jin Bo listened, the more angry he became, he pinched the small bottle in his hand, slowly approached the center, gently twisted the cap, and a pungent smell came.

Ding Tie and Zhao Fan had long been paying attention to Jin Bo's every move, and when they saw that Jin Bo had already walked to the vicinity of Hanlan, they were about to take advantage of the crowd to unknowingly go to the black hand, and the hand holding the potion was grabbed by Ding Tie, and Zhao Fan took the opportunity to take away the small bottle in his hand.

Because the cap of the bottle had been twisted open, the onlookers had already smelled the pungent smell. Someone blurted out, "Isn't that the taste of dimethoate? What does he want to do?"

Someone next to him answered: "Isn't it obvious what you want to do? This is Chang Chun's young owner, right? What? Chang Chun is not as good as others this time, so he is ready to secretly do it?"

Jin Bo is still very famous in the city, his uncle Jin Xin has no children under his knees, and he takes care of his nephew very much on weekdays, and the flower circle calls Jin Bo the young owner of Ivy, Jin Xin has never denied it, and by default, the Ivy Spring Nursery will be handed over to Jin Bo to take over.

Jin Bo's face was blue and white for a while, and the whispers of everyone were nothing more than tearing off his skin and throwing it on the ground. Sheng Qiwu walked into Jin Bo, and his smiling face became serious: "What's the matter?

Jin Bo recognized it as soon as he saw Sheng Qiwu, it was this little white face, but he didn't expect that the road was narrow, and it actually fell into his hands. Thinking of this, Jin Bo made a note of Sheng Qiwu in his heart. He didn't reflect on his own behavior, but resented him in his heart, which is also strange.

Jin Bo is tall and struggling, Ding Tie and Zhao Fan took care of the crowd, and was accidentally broken free by Jin Bo. Jin Bo, who was freed, stretched out his hand and pointed at Sheng Qiwu: "Boy, you wait for me!"