Nangong Ruochen smiled evilly; "Narcissism is self-appreciation, if you don't appreciate yourself, how can others think of yourself? So narcissism is not a disease, it's an advantage, oh, little sister."

Zheng Qingyue is no longer able to complain, among the thousands of people she has seen in her previous life and in this life, he is the only one who says narcissism so justifiably and makes people sound really reasonable.

"Little junior sister" Nangong Ruochen suddenly called Zheng Qingyue very seriously.

"Senior brother, what advice do you have" Zheng Qingyue came back to his senses, and heard him call himself to return to normal.

"Well, I'll take you somewhere." Without waiting for Zheng Qingyue to answer, he pulled her and walked in the direction of the gate of the academy

"Alas..... Big brother, where are you going to take me? Alas! It's not that I said you should go slowly,........." In this way, in Zheng Qingyue's fragmented thoughts all the way, Nangong Ruochen took Zheng Qingyue to an orchard.

Zheng Qingyue stood next to Nangong Ruochen, looked up and saw a few elegant big characters of "Hundred Fruit Garden" on the door number, and then looked at the orchard, and what came into view was a large area of fruit trees as far as the eye could see.

Zheng Qingyue counted that there were more than ten kinds of fruit trees that could be seen outside the station gate, and this orchard didn't know how big it was.

Hundred Fruit Farm really lives up to its name. Every season has its own fruits, and in the modern era of advanced technology, fruits are no longer seasonal fruits, as long as you want to eat as long as you have money, you can eat fruits in that season. Of course, it just doesn't turn out to be that new.

"Go" Nangong Ruochen took Zheng Qingyue into the Hundred Fruit Garden, his vision became more and more wide, the fruit trees were taller than people, and the lush leaves covered it, and he couldn't see the boundary at all.

There are some people in the orchard who manage and take care of the fruit trees, pruning leaves, weeding, picking fruits, etc., all doing their own things in an orderly manner, and there doesn't seem to be much reaction to the arrival of Zheng Qingqing and Nangong Ruochen.

Nangong Ruochen kept taking Zheng Qingyue to the depths of Guoyuan, and there was no joy or anger on his face.

But Zheng Qingyue could feel the sadness and loneliness in him, as well as the sadness that flashed in his eyes when he was at the gate of the orchard. Zheng Qingyue didn't ask much, and quietly followed him, looking around and observing the layout of this fruit.

As soon as you enter the door, the fruit trees on the left hand side should be fruit trees that will have fruits in spring, and some of them are still kinds that Zheng Qingyue has not seen in modern times.

On the right side are fruit trees that bear fruit in the summer, and further on there are fruit trees that fall in the fall. On the whole, there should be four entrances to this park, namely the East Gate, the South Gate, the West Gate, and the North Gate, and Zheng Qingyue and Nangong Ruochen should enter through the South Gate.

The center of the orchard is the concentration of all the fruits, and the planting of the fruit trees at the four entrances is the same, only the middle one is different, and the orchard is very large, half the size of the Forbidden City. When the fruit is ripe and picked, it is transported to the center of the fruit, and then transported out from the south, east, west, and west gates according to demand.

Because Zheng Qingyue lives in the city in modern times, she yearns for the field life close to nature, and likes small bridges and flowing waters, mountains and rivers, so she often travels.

Except for the outer part of this orchard, which is surrounded by a wall and a road to transport fruits, the other roads are dirt roads to maintain natural growth as much as possible, and Zheng Qingyue likes it very much.

After walking for most of the time, Nangong Ruochen and Zheng Qingyue came to the concentration of the orchard, a very large yard is really big, the size of two football fields, it is a place to temporarily put the fruit, and some trees are planted around to block the sun. The innermost part of the courtyard is in the style of a house courtyard, and the people in it are busy with their own affairs.

"Young Master, why are you here? Don't know if I can prepare a carriage to pick you up, and let you come over. An old uncle who looked to be fifty or sixty years old saw Nangong Ruochen and Zheng Qingyue, and said to Nangong Ruochen with a kind smile on his face.

"Today, I came in from the south gate not far away, just to come and see, Uncle Fu, you continue to do your own thing, don't worry about me." Although Nangong Ruochen didn't talk much, he could see that he was more close to this Uncle Fu, just like he felt to his family.

"Good young master, if there is anything you need to say, the old slave is outside." After speaking, Uncle Fu glanced at Zheng Qingyue next to Nangong Ruochen and went to do things.

"Follow me," Nangong Ruochen turned his head and said to Zheng Qingyue