Jimo Qinglian knows that there are many varieties of peonies, and even if they are not grafted, two or more flowers will bloom on the same flower, and the colors and styles will be different.

The price of peonies will also be different because of this. And in addition to this, there is also camellia, which is said to be the same, and it is available in a variety of colors, and there are many colors and varieties.

Coupled with the current genetic improvement and grafting technology, these delicate flowers have been pushed to a peak.

Just like the pomegranate flower, although eleven different flowers are very rare and almost demonic, it does not mean that with the current technology of human beings, it cannot be tossed, but it takes a lot of time and energy to graft repeatedly.

Perhaps, you can consider buying flowers to make money? Jimo Qinglian thought of the feasibility of a method, but then, she found that if she wanted to open a flower shop, she first needed to invest at least fifty or sixty thousand yuan, and then, once she made a too rare color, it was difficult to ensure that she would not attract the suspicion of those who cared about it.

What's more, she is still a student now, and she doesn't have the time and energy to toss.

Perhaps, when you graduate from college in the future, if the economic conditions permit, you can consider opening a flower shop, as long as you are not greedy, sell flowers, and occasionally make some rare varieties for sale to make a little money. But now, everything is empty talk. Anyway, it is impossible for her to take the jade net bottle and go to the street to play the role of Guanyin Niangniang, perform the drama of dead wood in spring, and then collect the visit fee from others.

Just when Jimo Qinglian was thinking nonsense, the originally big pomegranate branch, eleven flowers have fully bloomed, and the branches and leaves are more prosperous, and the other small, because Jimo Qinglian only used half a milliliter of jade dew this time, and it was divided into two parts after it was rare, so the small pomegranate branch only pulled out two young leaves, which were ten centimeters high, but just like that, in the middle of the young leaves, there were still five buds the size of rice grains.

Jimo Qinglian looked at the two pomegranate branches, one large and one small, and felt a little embarrassed, the safest way was to continue to cut off the two pomegranate branches with scissors, and then discard them separately, so as not to arouse suspicion.

However, the small one is not to mention, the big one is so beautiful that she can't bear to do it with the scissors.

"That's it, I won't do this violent thing, I won't give you water, and you will die by yourself!" Jimo Qinglian said while taking out the two pomegranate branches, throwing them aside, carefully pouring all the water in the two plastic bottles into the flush toilet, and when she walked to the bathroom, she saw the mutated auspicious bamboo resting on the pool, and the golden spots looked more and more dazzling under the light.

"And you!" Jimo Qinglian said as she picked up the auspicious bamboo, looked for it, turned out an old newspaper, wrapped three different plants together, and then opened her suitcase, pressed them all in, and locked them again.

After tossing these, she looked at the time, it was ten o'clock in the evening, and she could also check the information on the Internet, but after she started the computer, she searched on the bed for a long time, and she didn't find any legends about this kind of jade bottle - she naturally only checked the legends, and there was such a thing in reality, what kind of shocking power did it have, that is, Mo Qinglian didn't want to experiment at all, anyway, if it was someone else, she didn't care about looking at the strange and lively, but if this excitement came from herself, it was better to be happy, this secret, Never be able to tell anyone.

I didn't find any relevant knowledge at night, and in the end, Mo Qinglian was whimsical - I thought that this jade bottle was an imitation of the jade bottle in the hands of the male Guanyin master, or was it an inferior product?

For example, when the jade bottle was made for Guanyin Niangniang, there were still inferior products that were not completely destroyed? It is also possible that a certain fairy is bored and wants to learn from Guanyin Niangniang and makes an imitation?

Anyway, Jimo Qinglian didn't think that this jade bottle was Guanyin's mother's, although Guanyin looked very compassionate, but if she lost the jade bottle, she would definitely be angry - people hold the treasure in their hands all day long, how can it be so easy to steal it?

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the dormitory turned off the electric gate on time, and even Mo Qinglian also cleaned up and lay on the bed to prepare for sleep.

In a daze, she seemed to have really opened a flower shop, and Yu Yujing's jade dew cultivated countless rare flowers, and there were colorful butterflies flying everywhere, colorful and gorgeous.

But then, in her sight, a dazzling fiery red suddenly appeared - bright as a flame, in a trance, that is, Mo Qinglian tried to look over, it should be a very beautiful plant? The slender appearance blooms like a phoenix feather, and it is very gorgeous......

But then, those phoenix feathers were like phoenix nirvana, and pieces of phoenix feathers fell down, like petals in the sky, but when the petals landed, they turned into a sea of fire.

That's right, the flames...... There was fire everywhere, and Mo Qinglian was startled, and shouted urgently: "It's on fire......" Startled, she suddenly came to her senses, grabbed her mobile phone and looked at it, it was already half past six in the morning.

"It turned out to be a dream of Nanke!" Jimo Qinglian sat up from the bed, touched it, her body was covered with sweat, and her head was faintly swollen and painful, thinking that she was too nervous in her dream, she didn't sleep well at all last night, at first she couldn't sleep repeatedly, her whole body was hot, and then she fell asleep in a daze, and she had nightmares all the time.

It's all the jade net bottle - with the movement of her mind, the milky white jade net bottle appeared in her hand. It clearly reminded her that everything yesterday was ridiculous, but it was real.

"It's a pity!" Jimo Qinglian shook her head, what she lacks most now is money, maybe in the future, she will open a flower shop, which can bring her a stable income, but now, it is like chicken ribs, and it has no big effect.

What's more important is that it is still very dangerous, and it can't be known, otherwise, some old scientific monsters will definitely arrest her and dissect her for research.

Thinking of this, Jimo Qinglian couldn't help but shudder, last night she was driven by the freshness of the jade bottle, but under the rising sun, she had to face the cruel reality.

In a world where everything is based on scientific theories, such absurd things should never exist.

Watching the jade bottle blend into her palm in a strange form, Ji Mo Qinglian rubbed her temples, walked towards the bathroom, and took a shower, she felt a little more comfortable, changed into a white t-shirt, and put a pair of loose jeans underneath......

What kind of jade net bottle, it's all floating clouds, life is still a must, anyway, that thing can neither be eaten as food, nor can it be exchanged for money, it's really chicken ribs.