The dendrobium seedlings are getting bigger and bigger, and the insects on the mountain are almost eaten by the birds, and Feng Junhui is also planning to plant dendrobium. He first notified a few people in the village who had ordered dendrobium seedlings with him and were also going to plant dendrobium, and went to the greenhouse to pull seedlings together.

When planting dendrobium, Feng Junhui made a start, first planting dendrobium seedlings on the tree in the place he chose, and making a demonstration. In fact, this is not difficult, the dendrobium seedling tied it to the tree with wire, cut the bark slightly, and then fixed its roots to the incision of the bark with mud to help the dendrobium seedling absorb nutrients and water from the tree.

It's best to also get some moss on the mud, which can grow very well in very poor growing conditions, and still retain soil and moisture. Many trees have moss on their bark, and the bark remains moist all year round. The villagers who wanted to plant dendrobium at home all looked at it carefully and wrote down these details one by one.

The people in the village were quite surprised by this planting method, and even those who did not grow dendrobium gathered around to see the excitement. The growth of dendrobium is not fast, and the price of seedlings is quite high, so there are not many people who follow Feng Junhui. Although it is a seedling cultivated by himself, Feng Junhui still charges what he should charge.

"It's also strange that medicinal herbs are planted on this tree, and after living for such a long time, I can be regarded as seeing it today." The village chief sighed when he saw Feng Junhui and they had planted so many dendrobiums here in a short time. His eldest son also ordered some dendrobium seedlings, and they will go back to plant them themselves tomorrow. He was very concerned about this, and came over early in the morning to see how Feng Junhui operated.

Early the next morning, Feng Junhui was waiting in the greenhouse where Dendrobium seedlings were raised, and the villagers also came over one after another as soon as possible. Those who have planted the land know that it is best to plant seedlings earlier, the sun is big, and the moisture of the seedlings is dried, and the growth will not be good. They had been worried about whether these dendrobium seedlings would survive on the trees, and they rarely saw such plants growing on the bark except for the parasitic ones.

"When you plant it, you must pay attention to the trees you choose, like the ones I have here, with thick bark and plenty of water. And the growth position should be a little cooler, otherwise the planting will not live. After planting, you should also look more, you can add farm fertilizer under the roots, but do not use it directly on the dendrobium. When Feng Junhui gave them the dendrobium seedlings that others had booked, he explained them one by one.

Before eight o'clock, all the dendrobium seedlings had been distributed. Feng Junhui stretched his waist and kept bending over to pick up the seedlings, so tired that he couldn't do it. He is still in good health now, and it is estimated that he would have fallen down by the time he had done before. Back at home, Li Kaize had already prepared breakfast, batter and heated steamed buns, as well as the leftover braised beef from yesterday.

The two of them eat in the morning and evening, anyway, what to eat. Now at noon, Xu Mengqiao is still helping to cook, and she will deliberately cook more for Li Kaize and them as breakfast and dinner. If it's her turn to take a vacation, well, a group of big men usually pass it with all kinds of mush and buns and flatbread. Sometimes Feng Junhui is empty, and he will go to the kitchen to get some meat, large pieces, not fine, but the taste is good.

"Let's go to the lake and plant the mutated dendrobium." Li Kaize took the initiative to put away the dishes and chopsticks.

"Okay, I'll bring some other spirit grass seeds over and plant them over there, the environment there is not bad." The most important thing is that there is water, which is a very good natural condition for arranging the Five Elements planting formation. Feng Junhui thought that he would slowly build that place into an area dedicated to cultivating spirit grass.

Watching Feng Junhui go out, Hurricane also went out to play. There's no way, now Feng Junhui is still controlling the time he plays with his mobile phone and computer, and if he doesn't go out for a walk, this day will pass slowly!

Without the big baby and their group of children, the three of them traveled a lot faster, and they arrived at the lake in less than half an hour. Feng Junhui and Li Kaize were busy planting all kinds of spiritual grasses, and the hurricane plunged into the lake. The hurricane itself is a bird, but it is remote but loves to play in the water, which is also strange.

When a hurricane is in the lake, when it encounters a big fish, it catches up with it, and throws one ashore from time to time. Sometimes I lie on my back on the water, slowly drifting with the current, basking in the sun. Feng Junhui and they are too busy, Li Kaize is responsible for digging the pit, and Feng Junhui is put

seeds, and then Li Kaize filled the pit again, and Feng Junhui poured a little more nutrient solution. Fortunately, with the help of the hurricane, Feng Junhui had already divided all the spirit grass seeds in his hand into attributes, and it was convenient to plant them now.

The hurricane was drifting on the surface of the lake and was almost asleep, suddenly opened his eyes violently, jumped up from the water, stood directly on the water, and then looked at Feng Junhui and them incredulously, and muttered in his mouth: "Baicao Garden, Baicao Garden!" It's actually a herb garden! ”

"Hurricane, what's wrong?" Feng Junhui heard the loud sound of water, and saw the hurricane standing in the middle of the lake in a daze, and hurriedly asked.

"You've made it a garden of herbs!" There was also wonder in the hurricane's tone.

The so-called Hundred Herb Garden was the means of the great power of the Cultivation Realm in the past. Different spiritual grasses, ranging in dozens or hundreds, or even more, according to their attributes or other arrangements, are planted in a place where the spiritual energy is relatively abundant. There are also cultivators who are powerful themselves, especially those who are familiar with the formation, and they can use the formation to make ordinary places into places that are conducive to the growth of spiritual grass and medicinal gardens that are conducive to cultivation. Such a spiritual grass plantation, cultivators call it a hundred grass garden.

Most cultivators can refine pills by themselves, and even if they don't refine pills, those who have sects will also grow some spiritual grass. Therefore, all the cultivators who read the truth would like to make such a hundred herb gardens that are very conducive to spiritual grass. But not everyone can succeed, for example, Feng Junhui's cheap master failed to succeed. Feng Junhui's ability Hurricane still knows very well, and if he wants to get a hundred herb garden by himself, it is completely impossible. And if this land is to be called rich in spiritual energy, it is even worse, and it can only be regarded as an environment that is acceptable in the world.

"Herb Garden! Are you saying that this piece of land has become a garden of herbs? Feng Junhui was no stranger to this word, and many of the cultivation books he read mentioned it. He also knew the role of the Hundred Herb Garden, so he was very surprised.

Hurricane looked at Feng Junhui with complicated eyes, and replied, "Yes, I can already feel the little aura emanating from this land. I'll live here from now on, don't bother me if there's anything to do. "Hurricane is still complaining in his heart, and people with strength are really not as lucky as they are! And Feng Junhui is still the kind of luck that is particularly good!

"I'd better have someone come and build the wooden building on stilts first, and then you can come over." Anyway, the aura here will only gather more and more, and it is only the beginning of the year, and the aura is insufficient. Feng Junhui couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and even he wanted to move over directly.

He had seen the name of the Hundred Herb Garden a long time ago, and the aura would form by itself all year round, and the aura would overflow. Not only is it good for the spiritual grass planted here, but it is also of great benefit to the people who cultivate here. Even the ordinary people who live nearby can get great benefits, live a long life, and have no diseases.

"Then hurry up!" The hurricane urged. Herb Garden, this is Herb Garden! He seemed to see his cultivation continue to recover, then grow, and then, like its ancestors, galloped between heaven and earth, and was no longer invincible. There were also countless spirit grass seeds in front of him, shaking and shaking at it, allowing him to eat it to his heart's content. On days like this, I feel so happy just thinking about it.

Under the urging of the hurricane, Feng Junhui quickly found a place to plant the few remaining spirit grass seeds. The hurricane also called the Fat Boy family and told them to stay here, and no people or other animals were allowed to wreak havoc. The Baicao Garden, which was finally formed, don't destroy it again because of a little thing, then he will be so painful that his heart and liver will crack.

Although Li Kaize didn't know what Baicao Garden was, he also guessed something by listening to the conversation between Feng Junhui and Hurricane. But he didn't ask much, anyway, others are here, it shouldn't be difficult to follow Feng Junhui to rub some aura.

When he returned to the village, Feng Junhui first stopped by his uncle's house and sent him some fish caught by the hurricane. I also asked his uncle to help ask if there were any workers in the neighborhood who made stilted buildings. They don't have many people who build wooden houses here, so it's not easy to find. It was Li Kaize who made a phone call and settled the matter. Speaking of which, now Xue Jing has changed from "helping the Li family deal with some trivial matters" to "helping Li Kaize deal with Feng Junhui's trivial matters", and this time he was called to be responsible.

In the distance, Feng Junhui and they heard Xiao Ba's voice from his house, and Xiao Ba was very happy: "Lan Lan, Lan Lan, it's going to be delicious right away." Big brother, they'll be back right away, really. Blue Blue, Blue Blue, do you want to drink water? Blue blue, blue blue, do you want to eat millet? Blue blue, blue blue ......"

"Hachi, this is the blue parrot that you kidnapped?" Feng Junhui said with a smile, speeding up his pace, wanting to see the bird god in Xiao Hachi's mouth.

When Feng Junhui saw the parrot named Lan Lan, he was stunned, he didn't know why Xiao Hachi's aesthetics were so, so distorted! doesn't say that Lan Lan is ugly, but it is very handsome, especially good-looking. It's just that Lan Lan is a blue purple macaw, or an adult bird that is more than a meter long. Standing on the branches, majestic. And Hachi flew around in front of his eyes, like a moving little pockmark, completely unworthy!

"Ahh Boss, boss, you're back, give me bird food, Lan Lan is here, Lan Lan is here. Xiaoba saw Feng Junhui and them, and hurriedly rushed over.

"Your name is Lanlan?" Feng Junhui stopped under the tree and looked up at the blue-purple macaw.

"Ziwei!" The parrot replied that its coat was more purple and that it had been given such a name by its previous owner.

"Where's your Erkang?" Feng Junhui immediately answered.

"Hmph~" Ziwei was a little unhappy, perhaps because he understood Feng Junhui's joke. After all, with such a name, it should have been teased like this.

"Lan Lan, Lan Lan is good." Xiaoba said weakly next to him, when it saw Ziwei, Ziwei never spoke to it. Therefore, it gave Ziwei a name with the color of Ziwei's feathers, and after calling it for a long time, it already felt kind.

"Stupid bird! I'm a male bird! Ziwei seemed to be a little irritated by Hachi's dry tongue, and it began to peck at its own feathers with its mouth.

"Blue blue, blue blue, don't peck at the feathers! A featherless bird is not pretty! Xiao Hachi hurriedly went to stop it, not even afraid that Ziwei would accidentally peck at it.

"What's wrong with this bird?" Feng Junhui was also taken aback by Ziwei's actions, did he want to pluck his own hair with his mouth?

"Isn't Hachi a male bird?" The focus of Li's attention is here.

"I'll ask." Hurricane said.

Ziwei's expressive ability is not very strong, and what he can say is wrong, so Feng Junhui doesn't understand what it wants to express intermittently. Hurricane didn't know how to communicate with it, and after a while, he said to Feng Junhui: "Go and feed it some green bird food with Qingxin grass." ”

Feng Junhui obediently went in and grabbed a handful of that green bird food and scattered it on the ground. In the past, as soon as they saw bird food, they robbed all kinds of birds, but today they are standing on the branches, playing their own games, and none of them came down to grab them. Ziwei flew down, slowly, eating one by one, and Xiaoba looked at Ziwei who was eating with great satisfaction. The eyes full of love made pink bubbles almost pop up all around.

"True love is invincible!" Feng Junhui couldn't help but sigh. The difference in body is too great, Ziwei is at least eighty or twenty times the size of the smaller, the varieties are different, if you want to say the same, then only the gender is left!

"Ziwei suffers from depression." Hurricane said.

"(⊙o⊙) Ah!" A bird suffers from depression, which makes Feng Junhui refresh his knowledge base again.

Parrots can suffer from depression, especially those kept by humans. After suffering from depression, many parrots will pluck their own feathers, and the strictest will even become a bald bird, and all the feathers on their bodies will be plucked by themselves. According to it, the original owner of Ziwei was an old man who had kept it since it was very young. The blue-purple macaw is not a domestic breed in the first place, if it is not raised by people, it is from the zoo, Feng Junhui never thought that it would be wild.

Originally, Ziwei's small life was quite comfortable, good food and good accommodation, and the toys bought by the owner, teasing it, it can be said to be a pampered parrot. But as it grew up, its owner began to teach it to speak all kinds of words, recite Tang poems and so on.

It was okay at first, Ziwei also found it interesting, and there was the temptation of food, so he was very happy to learn. Then its owner took it everywhere to show off, and it also received a lot of praise. But it didn't take long for a friend of its owner to get a particularly witty parrot who could memorize Tang poems, speak a lot of auspicious words, and do arithmetic!

So, when the two parrots meet, it always falls behind. This ruined all its pride by the parrot, and most importantly, it was only a five-□□ cockatoo that looked better than Ziwei. In this way, Ziwei's enthusiasm for learning to speak became worse and worse, and every time he faced the five-□□ parrot, he lost even more.

Slowly, Ziwei was reluctant to speak anymore, and he wouldn't follow others to learn his tongue. Its owner is very anxious about this, and he is especially concerned about Ziwei every day, wanting to know the reason. And all kinds of delicious and fun things were bought back for Ziwei, which made Ziwei even more sad and felt sorry for the owner.

So, it gets depressed and starts wanting to pluck its own hair. Eventually, he felt that he could not turn into a bald bird in front of his owner, so he simply ran away from home.

After listening to Hurricane talk about Ziwei's experience, Feng Junhui didn't know what to say. That five-□□ cockatoo must be the legendary "other people's child". Ziwei's former owner took Ziwei to play with it, probably because he wanted it to be compared with more objects, and tried to learn more words, but he didn't expect it to hurt Ziwei and make it have an inferiority complex. In the end, he also got a depression, if he knew the truth, that old man didn't know how he would regret it!