In the early morning of the next day, the refreshed and energetic Li Mu trotted up the mountain early.

The early morning sun looked unusually dim, and under the cool morning breeze, the surrounding empty and silent mountains began to become a little eerie and frightening.

The fruit forest on the mountain looked even more gloomy from a distance, cracked and cracked, like a ghost.

Li Mu looked at the fruit grove from afar, and at first glance it seemed that there was no change from before, but his sharp eyes still saw a little different color in the dim sunlight.

"It's a miracle."

Li Mu looked at the peach trees in front of him that had bloomed with pink buds, and was shocked and ecstatic, the trunks of these trees had obvious scratches, which were the marks made by Li Mu when he irrigated the black silt at the bottom of the pond yesterday.

"One, two...... Five. All of them are in full bloom. Li Mu looked at the rest of the fruit trees next to him, and said to himself, "Sure enough, it's those silt, well, the silt should appear with the purple scale shrimp, it's all unusual good things." ”

Li Mu walked through the bamboo forest again and came to the waterhole.

"Yo, it looks like Meng Meng doesn't have to starve."

Not far from the edge of the pond, a square meter of green grass grows vigorously in late autumn, which is in stark contrast to the lifelessness of the surrounding area.

Li Mu looked at the black silt lying quietly at the bottom of the pool, and couldn't wait to jump down and fish them all up now, and then fertilize the whole mountain.

"There is not a lot of silt in the pool, according to yesterday's method of irrigation, at most only half of the fruit forest can be covered once, it seems to save a little, the effect should not be too different, right?"

The sun rose higher and higher, and a trace of warmth gradually poured out on the cold mountains, and after seeing the scene of looking forward to the night, Li Mu pulled out some green grass and happily went down the mountain.

……

Sending away the steamed buns and Meng Meng at will, Li Mu came to the fish pond alone, sat on the fishing boat at the edge of the fish pond, and began to quietly think about the road he was going to take in the future.

"Mu Ruolan...... Just forget about it, I guess I won't meet her again in the future. ”

"Purple Shrimp...... This thing must be hidden and never let anyone else find out. Li Mu clenched his fists, feeling the bursts of powerful beast-like and wild power coming from his arm, as if he could punch the fishing boat with a single punch. He knew that this was all produced by eating purple-scaled shrimp, coupled with the lung capacity shown when he dived into the pool yesterday, all kinds of signs showed that the purple-scaled shrimp was not ordinary, this was not just food, it should be more inclined to the title of "natural treasure".

"The black silt at the bottom of the pool...... There is a huge amount of life, and if you use this silt for irrigation, you can ignore the seasons, and you can grow any fruit tree if you want, and the fruits that are out of season will surely sell for a good price. ”

"Wait, fruits aren't very valuable, if I grow medicinal herbs, such as ginseng, will it?"

"I remember that the flat land next to the fruit grove on the mountain seemed to have been planted with ginseng before, but I heard that it didn't grow and died. Maybe there will be some surprises when you pour some black mud. ”

"Steamed buns, this guy has recently eaten the shell and head of the purple scale shrimp, and it seems to be getting smarter and smarter, well, you can make it a pastoral dog, and Meng Meng, I don't know if I will be directly arrested by others if I am seen by others? Alas, let's raise it first~"

"And most importantly, will the purple shrimp and those black silt reappear?"

Although Li Mu stocked a few purple scale shrimp in the fish pond, no one can guarantee that they can survive and reproduce smoothly, even if they can, will the descendants of the bred ones still have the effect of the first generation of purple scale shrimp?

Li Mu was seven or eight points sure that the second generation of purple-scaled shrimp after breeding was not as useful as the first generation, of course, it would take a while.

"It's all about the pool."

The warm sunshine finally dispelled some of the coolness of late autumn, Li Mu left the fishing boat, cooked a bowl of noodles by himself and ate it, brought some tools and led the excited steamed buns and the reluctant Meng Meng up the mountain again.

Next to the fruit grove, there is a more than ten square meters, uneven field, stones, dead grass, dry bird droppings, earthworm crawling traces, this field is full of desolation.

Li Mu took out a hoe and carefully began to dig in this field.

At the beginning of the year, he vaguely heard his father talking to the person who had contracted the field before, as if it was because the land was sunny, which caused the ginseng to grow poorly and was not suitable for survival, so he gave up the place directly, and the owner didn't even come to clean up the land and returned it to the village.

"I don't know if those black mud can bring the dead ginseng back to life. …… It shouldn't be possible, how do you feel like you're talking in your sleep? ”

However, even though he knew that there was little hope, Li Mu still worked hard to scoop up a basket of black mud and water it on this ginseng field.

As for the fruit groves next to it, Li Mu didn't plan to use black mud to water them anymore, firstly, there was not a lot of black mud, and secondly, with the five peach trees that had already bloomed, there was no need to add icing on the cake.

The black mud in the waterhole is left, which Li Mu plans to use to grow some precious plants, and ginseng is one of them.

In Chang County, the most expensive plants are those potted plants that are small pots and pots.

Best orchid, gentleman's chrysanthemum, butterfly plum spot......

Over the years, countless precious bonsai have been found to be traded in Chang County, generating a jaw-dropping huge profit.

Nowadays, the largest potted plant trading market in China is in Changxian!

Li Mu took out his mobile phone, although the signal in the mountains is not good, it can still be done if it is only used to search for some information.

Open the thousand-degree search and enter Changxian potted plants.

Suddenly, a piece of relevant information appeared, of which the first was the news that the 17th Huaguo Treasures Potted Plant Exhibition will be held in Changxian Gymnasium on the 28th of this month.

Number 28? Today is the 19th, and there are still 9 days to go.

"Do you want to plant potted plants in 9 days? Although black mud has a huge vitality, will it be too large for such a small pot of potted plants to backfire? ”

Li Mu thought about it, although he was from Changxian County, he had never raised a potted plant, if there was, it was a pot of cacti when he was in college.

"Forget it, let's buy some ginseng first."

……

Changxian Shuimu Flat is a high-end villa area developed and constructed by the country's famous real estate developer Greentown Real Estate, because Changxian County is vast and sparsely populated, so each villa in Shuimu Flat is extremely huge, front yard, rockery, fish pond, pavilion, backyard, swimming pool, this is the basic facilities that every villa in Shuimu Flat Land has.

No. 1 Shuimu Road, compared to the rest of the villas, is particularly huge, because the owner of this villa is a nobleman who has personally instructed the high-level of Greentown Real Estate to give special care.

And this noble man is now looking at the few potted plants he planted with his own hands in the yard with a sad face because of the little sunlight problem or withered or depressed, all of them look half-dead.

"Alas, this superb bonsai is really three points more precious than the old man, it seems that this bonsai conference is going to make that old guy have the last laugh."

"Grandpa and grandpa, don't be afraid, I'll give you my potted plants at home, you can definitely feed them, and you can live without watering."

Behind the nobleman, the policewoman Xiaoman, who had a relationship with Li Mu, was wearing a set of casual home clothes, eating a big melon with relish, looking at the sad appearance of the old man in front of her, and explained seriously.

"Can you live without watering? …… Cactus? The old man was stunned and blurted out.

"Ah, grandpa is so smart."

"You kid, how can a cactus compare to these precious potted plants?"

The old man gently tapped her on the head and looked at her with a doting expression, and the troubles caused by a few superb potted plants that could not be raised disappeared in an instant.

"Where's your sister?"

"My sister is hiding in the study to read again, alas, no one plays with me anymore."

"You, you're already a police officer now, why do you still look like a little girl." The old man pretended to be angry and glared at Xiao Man.

Xiao Man subconsciously shrank back, and then quickly flattered the melon that had eaten more than half of it in his hand in front of the old man, and said with a smile: "Ah, grandpa, eat melons, hehe." ”