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This has nothing to do with Lin Zeng, who focused on plants. Strawberries, loofahs, eggplants and watermelons are planted in the corridors. Tomatoes and leafy greens, planted in ordinary function rooms and children's dormitories. Regardless of the type of plant, the foliage is extremely luxuriant, and it is evident that it is carefully cared for and treated.

After walking around, the planting situation of the welfare home has completely reassured him. It is believed that with such planting management, the Qinghe Welfare Institute will become a stable source of raw materials for refining seeds.

Lin Zeng decided to say hello to Liu Han and leave here.

was about to hang up the phone to Liu Han, but he didn't expect the phone to ring, it was actually Pan Ruoming's mobile phone that he had just saved earlier.

"Hey, Mr. Lin, it wasn't convenient just now. There is one thing that needs to be consulted by you. Pan Ruoming's voice on the phone was slightly faster, concise and clear.

"You say. Lin Zeng replied suspiciously.

"Several foreign friends who came to visit wanted to be able to buy indoor vine vegetable and fruit seedlings. Pan Ruoming directly said the request of Smith and the others.

"Huh?" Lin Zeng was not surprised, seeing such a vibrant houseplant, there are few people who do not consult the planting method, however, he is not very interested in the foreign market, "If it is just a personal purchase, sporadic quantity, then there is no problem, I can sell a few of them, but if the number is too much, then there is no way, I am preparing to launch a new product." Supply and demand are tight. ”

With a population of more than one billion, hundreds of prosperous cities, and a rich and diverse geomorphological environment, Huaguo is already a huge blank slate, so why bother to go abroad. Besides, those excellent varieties must be enjoyed by compatriots first, and then consider others.

"Okay, then I'll ......"

"Tomorrow I will have someone come and get a new batch of pruning leaves, and by the way, I will bring you the seedlings. Lin Zeng walked down the stairs and said casually, and suddenly, he felt as if he heard a snickering laugh.

"Okay, thanks. Pan Ruoming paused and said, "Thank you for your help, your plants, make the children in our yard very happy, they can eat watermelon tonight, thank you very much." ”

"You're welcome. Lin Zeng rarely felt that this strong woman spoke with sincerity, so he smiled and said, "It's just what I can." ”

Hanging up the phone, as soon as Lin Zeng walked down the stairs, he saw a foreign boy lying on the windowsill holding his mobile phone and smiling happily.

Isaac looked at the increasing messages on his phone, grinning happily, and the melancholy sadness of only eating half a watermelon was also washed away by the number of messages that exploded on the book platform.

Anyway, when he returned to the hotel, he must go to Ailian to grab watermelon to eat.

"It seems to be true? indoor climbing watermelon should not taste good, without sufficient temperature difference and sunlight, how can watermelon be sweet?" is a fan full of skepticism.

"I saw that there are still many watermelons on the wall behind Little Isaac, and today's book of Little Ailian's is also updating the watermelon dynamics, which seems to be true. "This is a fan who follows the twins at the same time.

"Oh oh oh, I like this feeling, haha, is it really as delicious as you say? Can you bring me one?"

Isaac was scrolling through the comments uncontrollably, when he suddenly heard footsteps from far and near, and when he looked up, he saw the Chinese young man who had just helped him shoot the video coming down the stairs.

"Hey!" Isaac smiled brightly and waved in greeting.

"Hey!" Although he couldn't understand English, it didn't prevent Lin Zeng from greeting this sunny boy.

As if knowing that Lin Zeng didn't understand English, Isaac only said, "Thank you!"

Lin Zeng waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to thank him.

He was about to leave when Isaac said politely, "Bye-bye!"

"Bye-bye!" Lin Zeng paused, thinking of the boy's lost expression of not eating half a watermelon, he thought about it, took out a red seed from his pocket, and handed it to him, "Send it to you." ”

Isaac pointed at himself in surprise, and when he saw Lin Zeng nodding, he took the seed from the other party's hand in confusion.

"What is this?" Isaac asked subconsciously.

This sentence is simple, and Lin Zeng understands it. Maintaining a mysterious smile, he pointed to the plants on the wall.

"Could this be the seed of these plants?" said Isaac happily.

The speed of this sentence was too fast, and Lin Zeng was stunned again.

However, he didn't care what the kid said, he just took out the notepad he had with him, wrote a few words, tore off the paper, and handed it to Isaac.

"Plant the seed, sprout and grow leaves after three days, eat a leaf, and something magical happens. ”

Isaac took the note and saw the spell-like square text written on it, and suddenly became a star's eye. He also wanted to find a translator and ask this mysterious-looking young man of Huaguo, but he had already gone far in the blink of an eye.

Isaac could only shrug his shoulders, take a picture of the paper on his phone, and post it on the book social networking platform to see who could answer him.

Lin Zeng walked to the playground of the welfare home, smiling and looking at the happy and playful children, these children who have lost the company of their parents, here, seem to have found another safe home.

When Liu Han learned that Lin Zeng was leaving, he immediately said, "Brother Lin, wait a minute, I have something for you." ”

"What?" Lin Zeng asked suspiciously.

"Are you in the little playground? Wait a minute. After Liu Han finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Lin Zeng in vain, and the second monk stood in place confused.

He didn't wait long before he saw a middle-aged aunt with a sturdy body and a coffee cat apron, holding a white foam box, walking towards him.

Lin Zeng recognized that this was Aunt Jin, the kitchen chef of the welfare home.

The home-cooked lunch at noon with smooth dishes left a deep impression on Lin Zeng.

Before she could get closer, Lin Zeng heard heavy footsteps of "dong dong dong". Aunt Jin's face is a typical stinky face, her face is hard, like a villain, and her sharp eyes are cold when she stares at people. If the first time I saw the doorman of the welfare home, he was deliberately disguised as fierce, then Aunt Jin's terrifying momentum came out of her bones.

She walked up to Lin Zeng, stopped, and glanced at Lin Zeng inexplicably. Lin Zeng's heart tightened, and he instantly eased up.

What's going on?

"Boss Lin. Aunt Jin's voice was a little thicker than that of ordinary men, if it weren't for the slightly joyful colored clothes and pants on her body, as well as the cute coffee cat, saying that she was a man, Lin Zeng would not have any objections.

"Eh, Aunt Jin, hello, is there anything wrong with you?" Lin Zeng asked politely.

But she didn't want to, after Aunt Jin heard his words, she actually grinned, although she looked like a wicked person, Lin Zeng felt that her stiff face line softened a little.

"This is a little bit of my heart, thank you for giving those children a chance. Aunt Jin had a smile in her eyes, she handed the plastic foam box to Lin Zeng, and said in a low voice as much as possible. Despite this, her voice was still thick and loud.

Lin Zeng waved his hand embarrassedly, wanting to politely refuse, except for the raw materials used to refine the seeds, taking other things from the welfare house would make him feel that he should not be.

"Worthless little things, if you don't accept them, you will look down on my old Aunt Jin!" Aunt Jin turned her face sideways and put the white plastic foam box on Lin Zeng's hand. Lin Zeng was under the influence of her powerful aura, and subconsciously hugged the foam box.

"And thank you for the plants, the kids loved it. The green onions were exceptional. Aunt Jin saw that Lin Zeng took it and smiled with satisfaction. She nodded, said a few words, and simply turned to leave.

Lin Zeng watched her walk away in a daze, and it took a long time to come back to her senses. sighed in my heart, this aunt is really like a strange person.

But what did she give him?

Lin Zeng held the plastic foam box, walked to the gatehouse of the welfare home, borrowed a table from Quebo, and lifted the lid of the plastic foam box.

The first layer, there are several packets of ice packs, apparently to maintain the temperature inside the box.

Take away the ice pack, and there will be a full of three-color dumplings inside.

Estimated weight, it is almost ten catties.

"This is Aunt Jin's three-color dumplings. Sitting on a wooden bed in the porter's room, Que Bo, who was listening to the radio, glanced at the contents of the box, his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to Lin Zeng's side, "You kid is blessed, Aunt Jin's three-color dumplings, but she is the best at crafting." If I want to eat this dumpling, I will have to wait for Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but smash his mouth and look at the box sourly.

Looking at the box full of dumplings, Lin Zeng had an indescribable emotion in his chest.

He made up his mind and said to Uncle, "Uncle, I'll give you some." ”

"Come on, you kid hurry up, she knows that I took your dumplings and will be beaten to death by Aunt Jin's rolling pin. Don't hurt me, you kid. At this time, Uncle Que did not have the vicious face he saw at first, but an old Uncle who spoke a little funny.

Lin Zeng smiled and closed the lid of the plastic foam box, thinking to himself, this is probably what Liu Han said.

A box full of three-color dumplings.

So blissful!

(To be continued.) )