Squatting down, Zhou Yunyang dipped his index finger in a little sludge and smelled it, not only did he not have any peculiar smell, but he was refreshed, and his originally tired body suddenly became energetic. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is it really a treasure that has been found? However, although this sludge smells refreshing, it is impossible to make tea and drink, who knows what substance is in it, so you can put it in the orchid pot outside the door and try it. ”

After paying attention, Zhou Yunyang used a small shovel to shovel up the silt on the ground and put it into the two orchid pots that were about to die, just a small shovel, but it felt like it weighed five or six catties, and after shoveling the silt on the ground into the orchid pots, Zhou Yunyang actually had a layer of fine sweat on his forehead.

"Take a shower before you ...... research"

It's still spring, and the weather temperature is not high, but Zhou Yunyang doesn't feel cold when he takes a shower with cold water, and he lies comfortably on the bed and plays with his mobile phone after washing.

"Pick up another bottle."

"Silt from Fahai"

It's silt again, try again.

"Silt from Fahai"

"Silt from Fahai"

"Silt from Fahai"

……

Eighteen times, it's all silt, could it be that this 'Fahai' is a pond full of mud?

Before figuring out the role of the sludge, Zhou Yunyang does not plan to extract the silt that has accumulated now, WeChat can pick up twenty bottles a day, and now there is one last chance, don't be 'silt from Fahai' anymore.

No matter what, Zhou Yunyang poked his heart hard, anyway, there should be a chance tomorrow.

"The night was long, I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep, but I didn't expect you to be able to sleep either, girl (PS: The man picked it up, please consciously throw it back to Fahai) - a bottle from the blessed land of Ansan"

"Why is this line so familiar? I wiped it, isn't this the line of the Supreme Treasure in "Journey to the West", you can still watch movies in that world? ”

"Ansan blessed land, it seems to be a place name in that world, and the drifting bottle is really connected to the Xiuzhen world!"

Zhou Yunyang had a lot of questions in his heart, more of which was a little excited, and the bottle from the blessed land of Ansan made him more sure of his guess.

In fact, when his first reaction was to return the bottle, Zhou Yunyang refused, because he felt that he was very pure, and he couldn't go back as soon as he picked up a bottle, so he had to put on a correct posture and analyze it!

"First, the owner of the bottle should be a Diao silk man, no, a Diao silk monk."

"Second, this thing should be very shameless and obscene, but such a vulgar line is said so solemnly."

"Draw a comprehensive conclusion, go directly to the picture!"

I opened my laptop, found a few treasured pictures from my hidden folder and sent them to my phone, and picked out a classic GIF of Mr. Hatano and sent it over.

Today's twenty opportunities were all used up, and Zhou Yunyang didn't bother to wait for a reply, so he fell asleep.

The next morning.

"Bang bang!"

"Is anyone home, please?"

"Who? Didn't you just pay your rent? ”

Zhou Yunyang was woken up by a knock on the door from his sleep, and thought that the rent aunt had come again.

"No, this voice is as fresh and refined as a nightingale in the deep valley, which makes people feel very comfortable listening to it, and it is definitely not the fat aunt!"

"Hello, I'm Bai Zhirong, an intern reporter of Zhongjiang Satellite TV's 'Mo Shangxing', and I want to discuss something with you."

Mo Shangxing is the golden column of Zhongjiang Satellite TV in the morning, which is specifically responsible for reporting some existing social problems, and the ratings in Zhongjiang Province are very high, Zhou Yunyang usually likes to watch it when he is fine, but what is the matter with her looking for me?

"Oh, okay, wait a minute, I'll open the door for you right away."

I quickly got dressed and opened the door, and there was a girl standing outside the door, and a TV station interview car was parked not far away.

There has always been a saying that 'beauties come out of Zhongjiang, and beauties are in Hanjiang', and Hanjiang refers to Hanjiang University, where Zhou Yunyang studied, so Zhou Yunyang has seen a lot of beauties in the past four years, but there are absolutely only a handful of them that can be compared with the beauty in front of him.

With long shawl hair, white dress, and delicate facial features, it looks a little fairy against the gray background of Qingyang District.

"Hello, sir!"

"Hello, hello ......"

Zhou Yunyang felt that he was a little out of shape, but fortunately, the other party didn't care.

"Excuse me, are these two pots of orchids yours?"

"Well, it's mine."

"Can you sell it to me?"

"Sold to you?"

Do you want your two dying orchids? Since you can intern in Zhongjiang Satellite TV's gold column, you must be rich, and the world of rich people is really difficult to understand.

Just those two pots of broken flowers, since the beautiful female reporter in front of her wants it, then give it to her, so as not to waste space here.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, I know that for flower lovers, it is very abrupt to want you to sell this growing mutant orchid, but I can pay half the price higher than the market, what do you think?"

Bai Zhirong saw that Zhou Yunyang showed a very surprised expression, looked a little flustered, and said with an anxious look on his face.

"Mutated orchids?"

Zhou Yunyang glanced at his two pots of orchids that were about to die, and his mind was messy in an instant, the original withered yellow leaves became bright green, and the buds that had long been bald were glowing green again, and the shape was particularly beautiful.

Two pots of orchids actually came back to life in one night, and there was a mutation!

The silt from Fahai actually has such a miraculous effect, thinking that he still has eighteen drifting bottles full of silt, that is not silt, that is a mountain of gold and silver, Zhou Yunyang couldn't help but show a happy smile.

"It seems that he is a lover of flowers like his grandfather, and only those who really love flowers will show such a sincere smile to flowers."

Then you can't be vague about the price, in case you annoy him and don't sell it, there will be nothing you can get your hands on to make a birthday gift for grandpa!

"This pot of spring sword has two sprouts, and one has buds to be released, according to the market price of 10,000 sprouts, 30,000; As for another pot of spring orchid, the flower leaves are high above the shelf, the outer three petals are closed and the corners are placed, the mussel shell is held, the big round tongue, the middle palace is round, I have never seen such a good-looking spring orchid, I guess you won't sell it, I want to buy it if it's a bit difficult! ”

Bai Zhirong analyzed very sincerely and professionally, she wanted the young man in front of her to understand that she really wanted to buy flowers.

"Thirty thousand in a pot of flowers? When did money become so worthless? Another pot of orchids is not too difficult, you can also make a price, and it will be sold to you in minutes! ”

Someone's inner monologue.

Zhou Yunyang didn't know how to buy flowers, and when Wang Xiaohui bought these two pots of orchids, he thought that the environment here was poor, so he spent more than 20 yuan to buy two pots of flowers at the flower market, but it didn't prevent him from knowing that his opportunity was coming, so he turned around and looked like he was cutting his love, and said to Bai Zhirong:

"Since you sincerely want to buy it, then I will sell you two pots together, after all, it is not easy to meet people who understand flowers, I hope you can take good care of them!"