Chapter 60: The Philosopher
Chapter 60
"I'll see. ”
Wu Que was more anxious than anyone else, he immediately took Zhang Xun's place, and observed carefully, but unfortunately there are only people who treat people and animals in this world, but there are no doctors who treat plants.
Today, the Black Emperor has changed a lot, and after Wu Que checked it, his eyes fell on the soil in the flower pot.
The color of the earth...... Some whitish.
"Is it the soil?" asked Zhang Xun.
Wu Que shook his head and said wait, and then he simply carefully dug a small pit with his hands, took out some subsoil, looked at it for a long time, put it under his nose and smelled it, and even tasted a little with his mouth.
Zhang Xun had never heard of this kind of technique, but when he saw Wu Que put down the soil, he said with a serious face: "I probably know the reason." ”
"What?"
Wu Que sighed: "The water and soil are not adapted. ”
"Not adaptable?" Zhang Xun was stunned.
He wasn't as worried about the changes in the Black Emperor as Wu Que, originally, he also felt that this thing was really incompetent compared to the three predecessors of the medal gem potion.
If it's only ornamental, then it's really of limited use.
But that doesn't mean he doesn't care at all, but he thinks he's a complete layman, so he doesn't have any ideas.
But when Wu Que said these four words, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Zhang Xun's mind.
Yes.
Not used to the local environment!
Human beings, a higher animal, once they leave the environment to which they are adapted, will also have problems, let alone delicate plants?
And if it is about water and soil, across two worlds, the plants extracted from the other world are said to adapt well here, it is abnormal.
Don't talk about climate, don't talk about those scientific claims.
Simple, Zhang Xun affirmed that the world where the Yingyang Kingdom is located has magic, and according to people's conception of magic, there are always some basic elements different between the two worlds.
In this way, the reason why this pot of flowers can shine may also be because of the power of the magic element.
But when I came to this world, I cut off its source of nutrients, and it was okay for a short time, but after a few days, the problem was finally revealed.
Zhang Xun confirmed this guess almost instantly.
Then he couldn't help but be a little pessimistic, thinking that the time for the Black Emperor to probably survive had entered the countdown.
As for raising offspring...... In fact, that statement was just a pretext that Zhang Xun said casually, of course he wouldn't really expect to sell a few pots of more than a few pots.
"This kind of soil seems to be a little special, it can be seen that there is something wrong with the soil in the past few days, it may have been a problem inside, and I can't see it, but now even the color has changed, and even the taste of this soil is sour. Wu Que frowned and said.
"What then?" asked Zhang Xun.
"Change the soil. Wu Que spit out two words.
"Changing the soil?"
"Well, the place of origin can't be found, even if you know where it is, it shouldn't be too late, the flower is too delicate, you can only try to change the soil, change it with fertile soil to give it, maybe it can be alleviated. ”
Zhang Xun didn't expect much from this, since he understood the reason for the unsuitability, he naturally wouldn't think that just finding a piece of land would bring the Black Emperor back to life.
Still, on the surface, he was willing to try: "Why don't I get some soil from another pot?"
Wu Que shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid not." ”
"Then you see ......"
Wu Que thought for a while, suddenly stared at him, and said, "I have a good piece of land at home, but I don't know if it's okay." ”
Zhang Xun said decisively: "Then try it." ”
Wu Que stopped him and said seriously: "You have to think clearly, this flower has become like this, it is already very troublesome, and once it dies badly, the loss will be great." ”
After a pause, the old man suddenly sighed again: "Speaking of which, you really might as well sell it at the time, and you won't take this risk." ”
Zhang Xun shook his head seriously and said, "If I sold it at that time, wouldn't it be a trap for others?"
Wu Que was stunned when he heard this, glanced at Zhang Xun hard, and then slowly exhaled a breath and said, "This is a lot of money, I know that you need money the most at this age." ”
Zhang Xun smiled slightly and said: "If you can save it, you can save it, it doesn't matter if you can't save it, in fact, I didn't really expect it to make money, it was just a joke before." ”
"Jokes?" Wu Que was dumbfounded, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I really don't understand you young people." ”
Then, the old man took another breath and said, "Since that's the case, let's try." ”
"Good. Zhang Xun nodded, Gao Peipei was busy sorting out the books upstairs, Zhang Xun also arranged for Wang Mianhua to take over his shift, and then the old and the young took the Black Emperor to take a taxi to Wu Que's house before dusk.
……
Wu Que's home is indeed not too far from the bookstore, in a rather old community.
The location is already in the old city, and the appearance is not very good-looking, but it is full of a kind of deep age.
There was no community doorman, and the two walked in after getting out of the car, and met several residents along the way, but they all greeted the old man cordially, which made Zhang Xun somewhat surprised, to know that people living in the city have rarely had such familiar neighbors.
Wu Que lives on the first floor.
Outside the building is a field he has cultivated.
Among them, there are many varieties of flowers, which are not noble or rare, but they are very beautiful ordinary flowers.
When Zhang Xun walked into the community with the Black Emperor in his arms, saw the low and ordinary grafted trees between the buildings, as well as the small stools, small canopies, and unlocked bicycles under the trees, and heard the laughter of children coming from the windows of unknown houses, his heart suddenly became very peaceful.
"Come here!"
The old man had already taken out a shovel from somewhere, and was already standing in the small field of flowers waiting for him.
Zhang Xun hurriedly walked over and saw the old man digging the soil, the soil was very dark and healthy, Zhang Xun even saw a few earthworms, it can be seen that this soil is indeed very fertile, which is rare in the city, and it is thought that the old man raised it little by little.
"Changing soil for flowers and plants is like changing blood for people, you have to drain all the blood in your body, and then re-infuse it, you can't be careless. The old man said very solemnly.
Zhang Xun couldn't help but think that in Wu Que's eyes, looking at many things seems to have a certain poetic and vivid color, like changing soil, he will not say some very scientific words, but will use this kind of metaphor and description, which is really good.
"Hmm. Zhang Xun nodded, and then the two of them carefully transplanted the weakened Black Emperor into another large flower pot that had been prepared long ago.
After doing everything, both of them were a little tired.
And the time has reached dusk, but the Black Emperor is not in full bloom.
This is a bad sign.
After the old man had carefully watered it, he reverently said, "In this way, whether it can survive or not depends on itself." ”
"Can't we help?" Zhang Xun asked after putting down the small shovel.
The old man shook his head, and said in a deep tone, "Even if you are a tall person, you can't control the affairs of many low plants. ”
The old man clapped his hands and said, "Let's go, go into the house, and drink saliva." ”
Zhang Xun asked again, "Aren't we waiting?"
Wu Que suddenly stopped being so nervous at this time, and he smiled faintly: "We have done what we can, and the rest depends on the will of God." ”
After speaking, the old man patted the soil on his body and got up, at this time, he really looked like a philosopher among gardeners.