What made Wang Hao extremely depressed was that Tian Tian at this moment didn't look at himself at all, just stared at Zhou Lao, waiting for Zhou Lao's answer.

At this time, the attention of the students in the hall on this floor was almost all on Zhou Lao.

These students were all waiting for Zhou Lao to tell the real reason why this old golden cinnamon was terminally ill. However, in the eyes of these students, Nie Yun's previous speculation was obviously nonsense. As Wang Hao said, would a person like Zhou Lao not know how to water osmanthus?

Indeed, novices in raising osmanthus, osmanthus died, and many of them were watered to death.

But Zhou Lao is not a novice in the end, and this old golden cinnamon is not just raised, but Zhou Lao has been raised at home for a few years, and then moved to the academy for half a year, how can there be a problem with watering?

At this moment, these students are waiting for Zhou Lao to speak out and deny Nie Yun's speculation!

Let this arrogant guy know that cultivating flowers and bonsai is not something that can be done by seeing a little information on the Internet, and the experience of personal practice is the most important thing!

"You're right, young man!"

However, at this time, something surprising happened, Zhou Lao heard Nie Yun say the reason for the problem with this old golden cinnamon before, the look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and finally nodded slowly, admitting that Nie Yun's guess was correct.

When Zhou Lao's words came out, all the students present were dumbfounded, including Tian Tian, and there was also a trace of experience on their faces. Although Nie Yun is his little uncle, between Nie Yun and Zhou Lao, who is an authority in the flower bonsai industry, Tian Tian still prefers to believe in Zhou Lao. And now Nie Yun actually explained the reason for the illness of this pot of old golden cinnamon, and it was also recognized by Zhou Lao, which obviously shows that Nie Yun does have a lot of attainments in osmanthus.

And the rest of the students, apart from shock, were left in disbelief at the moment!

Wang Hao's face was flushed, and he was embarrassed and almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. Fortunately, at this moment, the attention of those students was on Zhou Lao, and they wanted to listen to Zhou Lao's specific explanation, but no one noticed Wang Hao.

"Speaking of which, I didn't take good care of this pot of old golden cinnamon!"

Zhou Lao sighed lightly, cleared his throat slightly, and spoke eloquently.

"More than two months ago, I went to Henan Province to attend a bonsai forum, and I was delayed there for a while. This old golden cinnamon, I asked a doctoral student under my hand to help take care of it. Who would have thought that the kid was busy with a topic, and he didn't pay much attention to this pot of old golden cinnamon, and occasionally watered it, but only half of it was watered, and it was not watered thoroughly. The old cinnamon leaves are a little dry. ”

"When he found out that something was wrong, he hurriedly watered more, I was afraid that this flower pot was leaking and not easy to clean, and blocked the hole at the bottom of the pot, and as a result, water accumulated in the pot, and the old golden cinnamon also rotted roots, and when I came back, it became like this......"

Zhou Lao said, shaking his head slightly, with a look of extreme regret on his face.

"Speaking of which, I also complain about it, if I had been in southern Henan and called back to remind me, this situation would not have happened......"

Osmanthus is afraid of watering half of the water, and the other is afraid of stagnant water, but this old golden cinnamon has both of these things, and it is normal to toss for two months and become like this.

Lao Jin Gui has become like this, even if Zhou Lao complains about the doctoral student under his hand, it will be useless. There was no way, so Zhou Lao could only ask two students to help move the pot of old golden cinnamon back to a small courtyard on the campus of Agricultural University, hoping that under his careful care, there would still be a glimmer of life.

"Old Zhou doesn't need to blame himself too much, maybe it's this old golden cinnamon, there is such a catastrophe in his fate!"

Nie Yun's expression was indifferent, and he was not complacent because he saw the cause of this old golden cinnamon.

Just now, I also used Lingmu Pupil, and when I saw that the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy from the roots of this old golden cinnamon was extremely low, I knew that this old golden cinnamon had rotten roots, so I guessed that it was the problem caused by watering. If you talk about experience alone, Nie Yun is not only old with Zhou, but also compared with some osmanthus lovers who have raised osmanthus for three or two years.

"However, since I said that I was sure to treat this old golden cinnamon, I didn't just say it casually. As long as Zhou Lao is willing to cut his love, I will do my best to keep it from dying! ”

Nie Yun Zhengse said.

The surrounding students glanced at Nie Yun, and although they didn't say anything more, they were obviously still suspicious of Nie Yun.

Being able to see the cause of this old golden cinnamon at a glance can at most show that Nie Yun is experienced, but to say that Nie Yun is more sure to cure this old golden cinnamon than Zhou Lao, these agricultural college students naturally still don't believe it.

"Young man, my Zhou Mingyang counts, since you have told the cause of this old golden cinnamon, I will naturally transfer it to you. Make an offer, lad! ”

Zhou Lao said resolutely, but looking at his expression, it was obvious that he still didn't trust Nie Yun very much.

Nie Yun didn't mind this, he was young and inexperienced. Before today, he had not even been in contact with the flower bonsai world, and he had no reputation in this circle, and it was normal for Zhou Lao not to believe in himself.

In order to impress Zhou Lao, it is not enough to just talk about it before, it must rely on actual performance. If he can really bring this old golden cinnamon back to life, needless to say, Zhou Lao will naturally be convinced at that time!

And now, Nie Yun first wants to take down this old golden cinnamon.

“500！”

Unceremoniously, Nie Yun said a price.

The price of 500, in the flower and bird market, you can also buy a good osmanthus bonsai, of course, it is only limited to "good", it is not a boutique, not even a good grade, it can only be a mortal product, it is difficult to get into the elegant hall.

This old golden cinnamon, if it is healthy, is definitely worth more than 300,000, or even higher, but now this old golden cinnamon is terminally ill after all, and it is worth not one in ten, and Nie Yun's bid of 500 is not less.

Hearing Nie Yun's offer, Old Zhou slowly shook his head.

"Young man, my old golden cinnamon was bought from the south eight years ago. When I bought it, the price was 50,000 yuan, and it was originally planted in the ground, but I put it in a pot and cultivated it carefully, and it was not easy to survive in the north. The price you offered is only one percent of its original price, isn't it too little? Old Zhou looked at Nie Yun and said slowly.

The 50,000 yuan eight years ago was definitely a high price at that time, and this old golden cinnamon plant was changed from a ground plant to a potted plant, and under the careful care of Zhou Lao, it gradually adapted to the northern climate. In this case, it is normal for the price to increase several times or more than ten times.

At this moment, Old Zhou didn't want to scare Nie Yun away with a high price.

The main thing is that what price Nie Yun can offer for this old golden cinnamon represents how much Nie Yun attaches importance to this old golden cinnamon.

If a cabbage buys back this old golden cinnamon at a price, it is difficult to say whether Nie Yun will take good care of it and bring it back to life.

And if he buys it back at a high price, Nie Yun will definitely attach importance to this old golden cinnamon and will try his best to save it back. There is more money and less money, Zhou Lao doesn't care, what Zhou Lao cares about is the bonsai itself, and he doesn't want such a boutique to die easily!

"If it's a healthy plant, not to mention 50,000, it's 500,000, and it's worth the price. But...... Zhou Lao, this is a pot of diseased plants, and the risk is too great. If you were someone else, you might not want it if it was five hundred! ”

Nie Yun gently stroked a withered yellow leaf of this old golden cinnamon and said in his mouth.

"It's a good strain, young man, but if you can revive it, you'll make a lot of money. That's it, five thousand dollars, spend you moving! Zhou Lao said a price.

"Five thousand dollars, too expensive!"

Nie Yun shook his head.

Although he boasted of Haikou, it is unknown whether he can save this old golden cinnamon, and the risk is not small with such a high price.

"Old Zhou, even if I am sure to save this old golden cinnamon, but after the rescue, what it will look like is still unknown. If one or two old roots die, or one or two forks, this old golden cinnamon may not be considered a fine product. The value should also be greatly reduced. Five thousand dollars, too high! Nie Yun said.

The reason why this old golden cinnamon can become a high-quality product is very related to its dragon claw root and three-pronged branches.

Even if it can be barely saved, there is no guarantee that every rhizome will survive, and it is normal to die one or two roots and break one or two forks. And if a root is broken, the "dragon claw" will be missing a finger, and the value of the whole bonsai will fall more than ten times!

"Three thousand yuan, it can't be less, how?" Zhou Lao also knew that what Nie Yun said was reasonable, and took the initiative to drop two thousand.

The students of the Agricultural College around them all looked at Zhou Lao and Nie Yun bargaining with some dumbfounded. At this time, Mr. Zhou did not look like a professor at all, but an old man who set up a stall in the flower and bird market to sell bonsai.

Flowers and birds antiques these things, pay attention to an interest, no matter what kind of things you buy, just be happy. So generally speaking, even if you bargain, there is a limit, which will not hurt the harmony and make both sellers and buyers unhappy.

Generally speaking, it's okay for buyers to lower their prices, but they have to give a reason. You can point out the defects of the thing and prove that it is not worth the price, and the seller is convinced!

Hearing that Elder Zhou had set the price of this old golden cinnamon at three thousand, Nie Yun let out a long breath.

With a little regret, Nie Yun shook his head.

Such a price has already exceeded the upper limit of Nie Yun's psychological price, if Zhou Lao insists on insisting on this price, Nie Yun is even ready to give up!

"Old Zhou, to be honest, three thousand yuan is not expensive, I have three thousand cash in my hand now!" Nie Yun looked directly at Zhou Lao and said without concealment.

"Oh?"

Zhou Lao let out an "oh" and waited for Nie Yun's next words.

"However, the 3,000 yuan is the living expenses I brought to my niece, my niece's family is more difficult, the tuition fees are all student loans, and the living expenses are also saved from ordinary work-study programs. Although my family background is not good, I should also help out. Zhou Lao, you old golden cinnamon, I only give a thousand, if Zhou Lao refuses to cut love, then it can only be said that I have no chance with this old golden cinnamon! Nie Yun glanced at Tian Tian beside him and resolutely said to Old Zhou.