The banyan flower of the old banyan in the weeping forest is their most precious treasure, hidden in the most secret place, except for the breeder who refines them and the breeder's planting spirit, no one else can get it by ordinary means.

Banyan tree is a very common greening tree species in the south, it is evergreen in all seasons, when it comes to the tree type and leaves of the banyan tree, many people are deeply impressed, but when it comes to the flowers of the banyan tree, it is estimated that many people are confused, and they can't think of what the flowers of the banyan tree look like?

In short, it is very inconspicuous and difficult to notice.

The small banyan flower of the old banyan in the weeping forest is not a flower used for propagation in the ordinary sense.

To describe it more accurately, it is the essence of the flower shape formed by the old ficus of the weeping forest absorbing special substances in the plant space.

The leyline fruit in the multiplayer game field absorbs the special energy that overflows from the fighters who are physically strong in fighting each other, so it can condense the leyline fruit that improves the human body.

The same is true for the longevity fruit produced by the plant gym. It's just that the energy and substances absorbed by the two are different.

The product of plant space is strange in the alien world. The so-called longevity, increasing physical attributes, and special precious materials are all very normal.

In the Xenodimensional world, plant space is the most common form of symbiosis between humans and plants.

The two are indispensable, and without human activity, the wisdom of plant space management cannot produce these fruits.

The spatial product of the old banyan in the weeping forest is not in the form of a fruit, but a small flower bud with an ordinary appearance.

Moreover, if you turn back the clock, you will find that this bud does not grow and grow in size like other plant space products.

Ten days ago, the small banyan flower of the old banyan in the weeping forest was twice as big as it is now, but now, the size of the bud has shrunk by half.

Miss Lannie flapped her pink-purple wings, which were thinner than cicada wings, and flew up and down a few times around the little banyan in the center of this small space, and then shook her head with some dissatisfaction, and said to herself: "The little banyan is still too fat, too fat, hurry up and get smaller, get smaller!"

The growth of the small banyan flower, unlike the longevity fruit and the leyline fruit, is that in the process of its continuous growth, the bud form becomes smaller and smaller.

Miss Lannie landed in front of the little green head with some disappointment, raised her big knife foot, drew a very small and very small circle in mid-air, and said to the little green head with round eyes: "Remember, when the little banyan flower becomes so small, remember to tell me!"

The circle she drew was a little smaller than a mung bean.

The little green head understood, and it nodded busily, and the green flower head on its head shook and swayed, which was very cute.

Miss Lanny patted the little greenhead on the head with her broadsword in satisfaction, and then hid in the thick leaves above its head. The old banyan of the weeping forest stepped on the fat legs of the round pier, slowly left this space that no one knew, and walked towards the group of children who were learning the basics.

At the end of the class time, Ou Jiaqing put away the lesson plan and the homework given to her by the children, said goodbye to the children, and prepared to leave Lannie Botanical Baby Garden.

She put away her things and habitually looked around, secretly disappointed in her heart.

From the children's mouth, she learned that Lanni Botanical Baby Garden has a manager who looks like a small banyan tree, managing their food, drink, clothing, housing, transportation, and personal safety.

However, she has been working here for more than half a month, but she has never seen the manager of the plant space who looks like a cartoon banyan tree.

I don't know if it's the wisdom of the management of this plant's space, and the time of its appearance is exactly staggered with her working hours.

Ou Jiaqing glanced back at the children who were still doing their homework in the public space, her eyes softened, she took a deep breath, and prepared to leave in the big hanging basket as usual.

"Teacher Ou," the big hanging basket carrying people up and down the tree shook slightly, but did not leave, but from the top of Ou Jiaqing's head, a delicate and tender voice appeared, "Please wait." ”

Ou Jiaqing held the information, Huo Ran looked up, and saw a small round face hanging upside down on the ceiling, staring at him with surprisingly large green round eyes.

"Are you a little green?" Ou Jiaqing blurted out, her eyes shining up, her eyelids staring at the elf that seemed to have come out of a children's cartoon.

The fat arm of the little green head, the small leaves of the emerald green banyan tree that make up the ceiling, and the round little palm with a small whirlpool clutched a large supermarket shopping bag that he got out of nowhere.

The shopping bag seems to contain a lot of things.

As soon as the little green head let go, the white plastic shopping bag accurately fell into the big hanging basket, at Ou Jiaqing's feet.

"Teacher Ou, this is our own baby garden and gave it to you to eat, thank you for your teaching. The little green head said with a smile.

"Well, thank you very much," Ou Jiaqing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "I ......"

"On the thirtieth of each month, it is the time for teachers to settle their salaries with the baby garden, and on that day, Mr. Ou should leave later. After the little green head finished speaking, he waved his hand to Ou Jiaqing, shrunk his neck, and disappeared behind the yellow-green ceiling with a beautiful texture.

At this time, Ou Jiaqing realized that the ceiling she thought was very well patterned was originally composed of leaves, rather than decorated with wall paint or wallpaper as in the stereotyped impression.

Squat down and open the simple knotted plastic bag, which is full of ingredients.

The fresh melons and fruits, the tender green leafy vegetable sprouts, the plump berries, and the beautiful colors are matched together, which makes people full of appetite when they look at it.

It turns out that in the plant baby garden, as a basic education teacher, there is also this kind of benefit.

Ou Jiaqing pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the plastic bag, and let the big hanging basket send her down.

If her benefit is known by reporter Zhou Xingfei, who accidentally missed this position, I am afraid that she will cry again and cry that she will be cut off.

At half past nine in the evening, Ou Jiaqing carried a plastic bag weighing nearly ten kilograms, and did not go home immediately, but walked briskly along the still lively riverbank plank road, walked all the way, walked for about 25 minutes, and turned into an old stone-paved alley road.

Qinghe City has a very complete Ming and Qing Dynasty residential alleys, and the house where Lin Zeng's old friend Zhao Guode lives is a typical folk courtyard. These alleys were dilapidated in the early years, but after some renovation, these alleys are more ornamental.

The area where Zhao Guode lives is not very developed, and it is still inhabited, so the fireworks are heavier.

Ou Jiaqing walked to a renovated ancient residential building with blue tiles and white walls, and gently buckled the copper ring on the red lacquered door.

About half a minute later, the small door on the big red lacquered wooden door slowly opened, and a young man in civilian clothes without much expression opened the door and turned sideways to let Ou Jiaqing in.