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Liao Chengshan, who manages the nursery, is a thin old man with gray hair and a goatee. is already in his early sixties, but because he doesn't bend his waist or hunch, the whole person looks quite godlike.

At this time, the old man Liao was resting on a bamboo chair, holding a big pu fan in his hand, fanning it a few times from time to time, looking complacent, and a celadon teapot was placed on the wooden square table next to him. Overhead is a dense trellis of grapes, densely packed with palm-like leaves that block out the sun.

Next to it are two old bungalows with red brick and blue tiles and herringbone slopes, which are his residence, warehouse and duty room.

Old man Liao has been working here alone for many years, and it is said that he has only one daughter, who is married to a foreign country, and rarely comes to see him.

Of course, it would not be accurate to say that he was alone, because there was also a big yellow dog here, who was lying on his stomach not far from him, with his tail flicking, and a pine kennel beside him.

Jiang Yichen carried a plastic bag containing wine, pushed open the iron fence door of the nursery and walked in.

The nursery is lush and green, with a wide variety of flowers and green plants distributed according to the species, some potted plants, some soil plants, arranged in an orderly manner, full of vitality.

"Lao Liao, Lao Liao, where are you resting." He shouted.

Woohoo, woohoo. When the big yellow dog heard someone coming, he quickly stood up and barked wildly.

"Dunzi, shut up! Who is it? Old man Liao drank the yellow dog "dunzi", and then reluctantly got up from the bamboo recliner.

"Ahem, it's you kid, I thought I was here to pull the big-leaf boxwood. Disturb my quietness. He saw the person clearly, then yawned and said complainingly.

"Look, what time it is, I'm still sleeping, just this work attitude, be careful that I report to the logistics office." Jiang Yichen threatened, this old man is really having a good time.

"Go, go, what kind of good place do you think this is, if those boys in the logistics department can have fun, I'll hand it over immediately." Old man Liao said nonchalantly, and lay back on the bamboo chair.

"Hehe, I've played a big name, it's pretty good." Jiang Yichen smiled and turned to the big yellow dog again.

The yellow dog stared at him intently, looking very apprehensive.

"You guy, it's not been long since you don't recognize me? Oh, and the chain is not tethered, how dangerous it is. Jiang Yichen bent down and said to the yellow dog.

"It's not been long, let alone the pier, even my old man is about to forget about you. Don't worry, in broad daylight, the pier won't bite casually. Old man Liao half-squinted his eyes and said disapprerovingly.

"And what about that night?" Jiang Yichen said, stretched out his left hand and approached the yellow dog, the yellow dog whined twice, took a few steps back, and still didn't want to get close to him.

"Of course it's in the garden at night, hehe, whoever bumps into it is unlucky, it's its job." Old man Liao introduced.

"Okay, Lao Liao, I see that you are quite lonely, I will come to see you today." Jiang Yichen no longer paid attention to the yellow dog. He approached the bamboo chair with a smile and placed the plastic bag in his hand on the small wooden table next to it.

"What is there to see about my old man. Well, what is it? Old man Liao's eyes narrowed, he reached out and opened the mouth of the bag, and the two bottles of wine were suddenly revealed.

"Ho, the special song of the Lingjiang River, fifty-two degrees. It's good wine. Old man Liao picked up a bottle and looked at it over and over again, looking like he couldn't put it down.

"I know you're good at this when you're old, but I bought it in the supermarket outside." Jiang Yichen said, pulling a small bench from the corner of the grape trellis and sitting down.

"Well, no, you kid has nothing to do, what are you worried about, you don't want to get a few pots of good flowers from me and sell them, right? Sue sù that won't work. Old man Liao came back to his senses and put the wine back into the wooden table.

"Come on, stingy. Who can look down on those pots of broken flowers. Jiang Yichen pursed his lips and said.

"That's good, it doesn't matter if you get some fat or something." When Old Man Liao heard this, he was relieved.

Jiang Yichen stopped talking nonsense with him, and directly explained that he wanted to find a place to plant some green onions, ginger, fennel, chili peppers and the like.

"What are you doing with those things, setting up a stall outside to sell them?" Old man Liao asked suspiciously, he really didn't expect Xiao Jiang to come over for this matter.

Jiang Yichen had already made up a reason for this, he said that he went to a friend of the Institute of Agricultural Sciences last time to play, and when he left, his friend gave him a few bags of seeds and a few catties of ginger, saying that it was a new variety with fast growth and high yield.

He originally planned to hand it over to his aunt in the countryside when he returned to his hometown, but when he thought about it later, he was worried that the seed would not be as good as his friend said, so he would delay his aunt's affairs. I want to try a small amount of it here, and then send it to my aunt's house.

"Hey, just for this little thing, I thought you were going to make my old man make some mistake. Alright, I've got it here. But the ugly thing to say is ahead, my old man is alone in this garden, and he is very busy, but he has no time to help you. Tools, water pipes, fertilizer, you kid look at it yourself. Old man Liao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then got up from the bamboo chair.

Jiang Yichen hurriedly said that as long as he found a place, he would take care of the whole set by himself, and ensure that he would not trouble his old man.

Old man Liao went back to the house, and when he came out, he took a shovel in his hand and threw it to Jiang Yichen.

Then he led him eastward, until he came to the edge of the courtyard wall. The yellow dog followed awkwardly.

Old man Liao stretched out his hand and said:

"That's it, a boxwood seedling just started a few days ago, and it won't be planted again this year. Do you see if there's enough space? ”

Jiang Yichen took advantage of the situation, and from here to the corner of the wall, there was a vacant land that had just been dug up, and the visual area was about forty or fifty square meters, less than a penny of land. The soil looks good, and there are no obvious stone tiles. That's it, so he hurriedly agreed.

Old man Liao took him to the nearby fertilizer pond not far away, saying that he had made it himself, leaves, waste vegetable leaves, peanut shells, beans, melon peels, chicken and duck bones, internal organs, fish scales and fish bones, eggshells, etc., all of which were natural materials and had been rotted, but they were not comparable to the chemical fertilizers on the market now.

If you can use it, take it yourself, although.

Although Jiang Yichen is not a farmer, he often goes to his aunt's house, and his aunt's family is short of labor, and sometimes he is busy doing some farm work, and he also has a general understanding of some things about farming.

So when he saw the manure pond and understood that it was all a good thing, he was not polite to Old Man Liao, but just nodded and said that he would consider it.

Old man Liao explained some specific matters, and then shook the pu fan and walked away. He wasn't interested in these shallots, ginger, fennel or anything like that. The yellow dog dun naturally followed suit.