Lei Yongan's last words reminded Zihan, and after studying with her grandfather for a while, she ran to the courtyard to check the clusters of dendrobium buried in the yard and scattered before she could take care of them.

After carefully counting the stems on a few clusters of dendrobium, Zihan's mood instantly improved.

Yes, these clusters of dendrobium are scattered, and maybe fifty or sixty clusters can be planted.

At night, he studied with his grandfather until more than ten o'clock, and Zihan finally stayed up until the moment when he was lying on the kang.

She hurried into the laboratory in the Hundred Herbs Garden and lit up the large screen on the wall.

In her memory, it seems that she had seen the knowledge of greenhouse cultivation of Dendrobium officinale on the Internet in her previous life.

Zihan carefully searched for the shortcut keys on the big screen, and really found a 'relevant information query system'.

After clicking on it, the system is divided into two or three menus.

The first of these is the knowledge query related to the cultivation of medicinal herbs.

She didn't bother to look at the menu below, so she clicked in and typed the words 'greenhouse planting dendrobium' in the search area.

There are more than a dozen pieces of relevant information searched, the first of which is a detailed explanation of the process of planting Dendrobium officinale in a greenhouse.

Zihan clicked on it, and then looked at it in detail.

As she thought, even greenhouse cultivation requires a damp place.

With a few clusters of dendrobium in the yard, greenhouse planting can be implemented, and after they grow, they can find ways to keep seeds, raise seedlings, and expand the scale.

After taking care of the medicinal materials in the field and selling the harvested medicinal materials, Zihan returned to the kang.

However, instead of falling asleep, she climbed off the kang and put her hand into the drawer of the desk.

In the drawer was still lying the cluster of red reishi mushrooms she had tried to take out for the first time, and after so long, although it had not been exposed to the sun, it had already wilted badly.

After hesitating for a moment, Zihan ripped off a piece of red lingzhi, and then entered the laboratory of Baicao Garden.

If this piece of red lingzhi, which was already a little wilted, could cultivate the fungus, it would be the best, if it really didn't work, she could only risk deducting points and collect the fungus at Baicao Peak.

After buying a bottle and finding some culture media, she planted a small piece of tissue cut from the red reishi mushroom onto the medium.

After taking care of all this, she went back to sleep on the kang.

The next day, when they had nothing to do, Zihan, Zhao Wenqing and Liu Shengqiang helped Gu Shaoyuan, Gu Shaoping and Gu Shaoting to plant carrots and white radishes in Sichuan.

Carrots are easier to grow, Gu Shaoyuan drove the oxen to plough the land to one side, and then leveled it with a rake.

The finely chopped carrot seeds are then sprinkled into the field and gently raked again with a rake.

White radishes are more cumbersome to grow, requiring ridges, and then pinching one or two seeds into the soil at intervals of four or five inches.

Six people, the speed is passable, by lunch, the carrots have been planted, and the white radishes have been planted by a third.

At noon, after Gu Shaoyuan had eaten the lunch that Gao had made home, several people returned to the field, ready to plant the remaining two-thirds of the white radish.

However, as soon as they arrived in the field behind Sichuan, Zhao Wenqing's little sister was sent by Grandpa Lin to call Zihan again.

Even the words she said were exactly the same as yesterday, and it was still a guest from the house who wanted to see her.

Zihan reluctantly followed Zhao Wenya and left behind Sichuan.

There was an army-green jeep parked in front of the clinic, and it should be a seven-seater jeep in size.

Zihan furrowed her eyebrows and circled around the jeep.

After searching around in my memory, I didn't remember that someone had ever driven this car to visit Grandpa Lin.