"What do you mean by this, can't this Jin Gui be saved?" The old gentleman was happy that he had been sentenced to death by many botanical experts in Sydney.

As if seeing the old gentleman's doubts, Wang Hao smiled slightly and shifted his gaze to the old golden cinnamon.

"Although I am not very sure, my friend is quite accomplished in this area, and he has saved a lot of plants and flowers."

Blindly made up a friend to come out, anyway, Wang Hao is not afraid of him to check, as long as he can buy this native cinnamon, whether it is cured and sold or put in the winery to watch it himself, it is a very good thing.

"You have to think about it carefully, this is basically a ghost gate, no matter how powerful your friend is, can he still come back to life?"

This old gentleman is also a simple person, he is not in a hurry to get rid of Jin Gui, after all, this Jin Gui may be completely dead in a week or two.

Wang Hao smiled lightly, "Whether it can be saved or not, just spend money to buy a happy mood." Anyway, it's useless for you to drag this golden cinnamon back, so it's better to sell it to me, and use the dead horse as a live horse doctor. ”

Reluctantly touching the rough bark of Jin Gui with his hand, the old man gritted his teeth and nodded.

He didn't have any hope for the old golden cinnamon, but after listening to Wang Hao's words, coupled with Wang Hao's determined face, the old gentleman immediately became curious about Wang Hao's mysterious flower raising master.

However, he didn't know where Wang Hao Druid was against the sky, and if he wanted to re-feed a pot of old golden cinnamon into a healthy plant, he might just need to cast a spell right now......

If it weren't for the fear of being seen through, Wang Hao would have been able to rejuvenate on the spot. It's just that he is more cautious, and it takes a few days and months to treat Jin Gui. If you are cured immediately, you may be discovered by others.

"Old man, what do you think of the price?"

Wang Hao knew that this pot was more cherished. However, I have never bought this type of flower and tree, so the price is still a little vague.

The old man waved his hand. "Forget it, it's all dead and it's not worth much. It's better to leave a little thought for yourself, if you can save it, you can just let me see it when you have time. ”

"That's not good, we're talking about buying and selling now, and if you don't take money, I'm not at ease." Wang Hao is actually not short of this money, what he likes more is this feeling of picking up leaks.

It's a great sense of accomplishment to be able to revive a dying rare plant.

"Under normal circumstances, a living native cinnamon plant is 500,000 yuan. But now it's good to have twenty or thirty thousand. ”

The shrinkage is too serious, after all, not everyone has the courage to be a pick-up man.

Wang Hao thought about it, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to use mobile banking to transfer money directly, and after he transferred 30,000 yuan directly to the old man's bank card, he moved the heavy gold cinnamon basin from the box alone.

"It's okay to sell it, so that Xiao Xuan, this kid, will feel guilty when he sees it."

After the baptism of magic, Wang Hao inadvertently became a strong man, and the flower pot of almost eighty or ninety catties felt light and fluttering in his hand, with no weight.

He couldn't even bother to eat at this time. Instead, I want to deal with this golden cinnamon as soon as possible, after all, if it drags on any longer, it will really be dead.

When he got home, he was faintly worried, how could he get the golden cinnamon out of the flower pot intact...... This old golden cinnamon root type is not small. It's not easy to get it out of the pot.

Helplessly, Wang Hao could only rudely use a small hammer to break the flower pot outside the golden cinnamon, and then slowly use a small hoe to pour out the soil inside.

The roots of Lao Jin Gui were loosened, and then Wang Hercules pulled it out again. Only then did the whole cinnamon plant be pulled out.

At this time, a foul smell came to his face, and he lowered his head to look at the root of the golden cinnamon. Sure enough, a large piece of the taproot root had rotted, and it shattered into a piece of mud with a light pinch.

Old cinnamon is not properly planted. If the watering is not permeable, the lack of water will cause the lack of vitality of the roots of the old golden cinnamon and the decline of absorption function.

In addition, the sudden accumulation of water makes the roots of cinnamon unable to absorb enough oxygen, and eventually the taproot is partially necrotic, and the water supply of the whole old cinnamon plant is insufficient, resulting in problems in nutrient transportation.

Identifying the crux of the problem is much easier to do, and to restore the vitality of the branches, you only need to regrow the roots, and the old golden cinnamon can be brought back to life.

This may seem like a fantasy to others, but it couldn't be easier for Wang Hao. Transplanting the old golden cinnamon rudely, Wang Hao poured the old golden cinnamon into it with magic power, and the magic full of vitality quickly healed the golden cinnamon.

Soon, the golden cinnamon plant seemed to have been reborn, and the original stenching roots gradually recovered, and the original rotten roots were healed little by little.

The aura in Wang Hao's hand poured into it as if he didn't want money, and in a short time, not only the roots healed, but even the branches that had died in a few places before and the branches that had bare leaves were restored, and many of the leaves that had begun to turn yellow at the edges turned green again.

In just over ten minutes, everywhere Wang Hao's eyes went, he saw a piece of greenery, and the originally dead branches were regained to fullness, and even new shoots had grown.

The osmanthus canopy is full of new leaves, and the old leaves have regained their verdant greenery, and the vitality contained in them is undoubted, even if it is a layman, Wang Hao is very clear that this old golden cinnamon has been rescued.

At this moment, the old golden cinnamon is completely different from the one last night, every withered and dying branch has given birth to new leaves, and the whole plant looks lush and vibrant.

Not only that, at this time, the flowering period of osmanthus in August has not arrived, but after the restoration of Moluo, the buds of the stars were revealed on the old golden osmanthus, clustered golden, exuding a rich cinnamon fragrance!

That's the magic of the magic, enough to bring these plants back to life!

Since the flower pots have been broken by themselves, this bonsai naturally can't be planted back untouched. It just so happened that the courtyard of the winery was empty, and there were only a few roses and jasmine left, so now plant the cinnamon in the yard so that it can fully absorb the nutrients in the soil, after all, the volcanic ash is quite fertile.

Although it is not the flowering period of osmanthus at this time, Wang Hao also thinks that others don't know much, anyway, the winery is empty now.

Took out a hoe from the space ring, this hoe is still inherited from the previous druid, not to mention, the effect of hoeing is particularly good, and it will dig a big pit after combining it with the shovel for a while.

After putting the roots of Jin Gui into the pit, Wang Hao filled in the soil, and finally patted the soil vigorously to make it tighter.

After all this was done, Wang Hao still had a lot of magic in his body, so he simply used his magic power to perform this ripening technique on the grass and moss under the golden cinnamon, so that these lichens could grow and develop rapidly and spread.

After a while, the newly excavated soil was covered with a layer of plants, and there was no trace of it at all, as if this golden cinnamon had been growing in the garden all along! (To be continued......)