Chapter 640: Old Flower Farmer

A flower farmer was riding an inverted three-wheeled rafter to close the stall, but a small van rushed out of the alley and directly knocked down the inverted three-wheeler. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The flower farmer's tricycle was carrying several huge pots of bonsai with old piles, and under this rush, those old bonsai also rolled off the cart and fell to the ground and crushed several trees.

The van driver was frightened, and anxiously rushed down to check on the old farmer, and was relieved to see that the old farmer was not injured.

But the old farmer didn't care to check whether he was injured, and when he saw those old plants falling to the ground, he was stunned, and he staggered off the tricycle in three or two steps, and carefully supported the old pile bonsai.

Three of the four pots of old plants were fine, except for one pot that broke to the ground, and the rhizome of the old plant was broken.

Seeing the broken branches of the old plant on the ground, the old farmer took the old plant in his hand with trembling hands, and his eyes immediately turned red when he saw the oil oozing out of the broken part of the old plant.

"This seems to be a tea tree, this old plant looks very old, and it is worth a lot of money. ā€

"But no, you didn't see that the boss was about to cry, and the old plant was gone, can you not feel distressed?"

"This fall cost thousands of dollars, so it's no wonder that the boss is not in a hurry. ā€

"Thousands? What are you kidding, the old plant is not like other flowers and plants, breaking a few branches is like ruining a person's appearance, and it will be difficult to repair it, not to mention that it is a broken rhizome, even if this old tea tree can be saved, it will definitely not be sold for a high price in the future." ā€

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The onlookers on the road talked a lot, and some people who knew how to do it began to popularize science for everyone.

The van driver was suddenly frightened when he heard this, he was just an ordinary person, where had he seen any old bonsai, he thought it was just a worthless thing, who knew it was so expensive.

This was not the responsibility of the van driver alone, but the van driver was young and had not experienced such a battle, so he panicked for a while, and did not know what to do.

Seeing that the van driver's face was as pale as earth, even though the old farmer wanted to ask him to compensate, he couldn't open his mouth, so he had to wave his hand and signal the young man to drive away.

It is also the rural people who are kind-hearted, if they meet a difficult master, let alone compensation, even if they are noisy, they will bite off a piece of meat from the van driver.

Some of the people sighed that the old farmer was kind-hearted, and some gritted their silver teeth and secretly scolded the old farmer for lacking heart, which is a rare opportunity to blackmail people.

Some people praise and some regret it, but no matter what everyone thinks, this matter is someone else's business after all, the old farmer doesn't care, and others naturally have no right to beak.

When the van driver saw that the old farmer didn't care about him, he was immediately ashamed and grateful, apologized again and again, and got into the van and left with a relieved look.

The van driver was gone, but the old farmer's hard-earned old plant was difficult to save, and the old man carefully picked up the fragments of the flower pot, but Huo Sining clearly saw the helplessness and sadness in the old farmer's eyes.

At that moment, Huo Sining's heart was sour, and he was moved by compassion, and couldn't help but step forward and ask softly: "Old man, do you still sell this old plant?"

The old man raised his head suddenly when he heard Huo Sining's words, and looked at Huo Sining in surprise with tearful eyes: "Little girl, what did you say?"

Huo Sining pursed his lips and smiled, his voice unchanged: "Old man, do you sell this tea tree?"

The old man glanced at Huo Sining, his originally shocked expression faded, and he shook his head and said, "I don't sell this tea tree." ā€

Huo Sining was stunned and asked in surprise, "Why?"

The old man smiled, but his eyes were full of bitterness:

"Little girl, this old rhizome is damaged, and even if you buy it back, you won't be able to support it. Old man, I know you are kind, but my old man does not need your sympathy, I am a businessman, but I am also a conscientious flower farmer, I can't violate my conscience for my own selfish interests, I can't cheat you a little girl. ā€

Huo Sining was stunned when she heard this, if she rashly asked about the price of this tea tree because she was moved by compassion, but now she is really sincere, no matter whether this flower can be saved or not, at least the character of this flower farmer is truly admirable.

"Sir, I know that this flower is damaged, and I am not sympathetic to you. You can't sell it, but you might as well sell it to me. ā€

Huo Sining's tone paused, and after considering the wording, he spoke:

"Sir, I don't lie to you, I just saw that you can't save this flower, I came to pick it up, I am a student of S University, my teacher is Yan Xuesong, an old professor of the S University Research Institute, he has a very good set of raising flowers, you sell this flower to me, I will bring this pot of flowers to our professor to see, I think he must have a way to save this pot of flowers." ā€

Huo Sining felt that since this flower farmer was here to catch the market, he must be an ordinary person, not to mention that he must not know Professor Yan Xuesong, just say that Huo Sining moved out one after another The terms of the old professors of the S Yamato Research Institute are enough to deter this old man.

Huo Sining couldn't care about any discipline at this time, and in the name of Yan Xuesong's student, she also wanted to buy this old tea tree.

Unexpectedly, the old man was stunned when he heard Huo Sining's words, raised his head and glanced at Huo Sining, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

How could it be possible, when did Yan Xuesong's old guy take in a new apprentice, why didn't he know?

The old man was stunned, and quickly reacted, this little girl must have lied to him, otherwise why hadn't he seen her in the research institute?

Thinking of this, a hint of interest flashed in the old man's eyes, and he asked with a smile in his eyes: "You said that you are a student of S University, then what is your name?"

Huo Sining thought that the old man didn't believe what she just said, so he didn't think much about it, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am a student of S University, and my name is Huo Sining." This is my meal card, if you don't believe me, I can take you to my teacher. I ......"

The old man glanced at the S meal card in Huo Sining's hand, directly interrupted Huo Sining's words, and asked, "How old are you?"

Huo Sining replied, "Freshman." ā€

The old man smiled, just by saying this, he knew that this little girl was talking nonsense, Yan Xuesong would never accept apprentices among undergraduate students, and usually chose seedlings in graduate school, not to mention that this girl was still a freshman, how could Yan Xuesong accept such a little girl as an apprentice?

"Oh, do you know what kind of flower I have in this pot?"

The old man pointed to the pot of old plants in his hand that had damaged the rhizome and asked with a smile. (To be continued.) )