Jimo Qinglian sighed and said: "Seven taels of ginseng, eight taels of treasures...... is so small, it can also make up for other pregnant women! ”

Niu Dasha laughed and said, "Sister, pregnant women will get hot if they eat this!" ”

"Take a few medicines together, and you won't get angry!" Jimo Qinglian shook her head and said, "I still hope to be able to grow purple bearded ginseng!" ”

"Sister, don't dream, that kind of mutant ginseng, it's hard to say that it still exists in this world, how easy is it to grow it?" Niu Dasha naturally also knows about purple whisker ginseng, no matter what he says, he can be regarded as a disciple of Shen Yeqin.

But as soon as Niu Dasha finished speaking, his heart suddenly moved, purple whisker ginseng? Variation? That's right - those peony flowers have definitely been mutated, otherwise, there would not be so many flowers of different types and colors.

There are also those roses, now, they have become a rose wall, and there are all kinds of colors, that is, when Mo Qinglian bought it, she definitely didn't buy so many roses of different colors.

And the best grow, is the three peony flowers next to the rockery, probably because of the root system, the three peony flowers are more than a meter high, the branches are luxuriant, and the buds on it are heavy.

Since these peonies can mutate, why can't ginseng mutate?

"Sister, how much Yulu do you have?" Niu Dasha thought of a key question, if there was enough jade dew, as long as there were enough of them, then it might not be difficult to get purple whisker ginseng.

"Hmm...... And a little! Jimo Qinglian gave an ambiguous answer, she was still somewhat wary of Niu Dasha.

She believes that the little master will trust Niu Dasha, but she can also trust absolutely, after all, driven by interests, God knows if Niu Dasha will do anything out of the ordinary.

"If there is Gyokuro, then it is not difficult to make purple bearded ginseng, but even if there is purple bearded ginseng, it is useless...... Where are we going to find the Bead Grass? Niu Dasha frowned.

"Bead grass?" Jimo Qinglian just said it casually, but she didn't think deeply, at this time, Niu Dasha who heard it mentioned the Zhuzhu Grass, and her heart moved, she knew that the Purple Whisker Ginseng and the Zhuzhu Grass were the main medicines for refining the Zhuyan Pill.

Modern people think that the Zhuzhu grass is the Ganoderma lucidum grass, in fact, she heard her father talk about it when she was a child, and the Zhuzhu grass actually refers to something else, not referring to the Ganoderma lucidum grass, but it is a long time ago, and it is false, and now it is false.

"That grass must be extinct!" Jimo Qinglian shook her head and said, "Even if there is, it grows in the deep mountains and old forests, but where can I find it?" Forget it, Ganoderma lucidum grass also has the effect of rejuvenating the skin, I can grow good Ganoderma lucidum grass, so I don't have to worry too much about it, and my face will grow old. ”

"I just want to try it, whether the alchemy taught by the old man will succeed or not, is it a lie!" Niu laughed silly.

"You can try other Danfang in the future!" Jimo Qinglian also expressed doubts about alchemy, after all, this alchemy is very different from ordinary methods of boiling herbs, and sometimes, she even has to admit why their sect will gradually decline, not to mention that medicinal materials are difficult to find, even the cumbersome alchemy is also not something that ordinary people can understand.

"Those ten pots of peony flowers, you can find different flower shops to sell tomorrow!" Jimo Qinglian diverted the topic and said, "The price of each pot cannot be less than three thousand yuan. ”

Ten pots, that's 30,000 yuan! With this money, in a short period of time, their economic situation is not worried, as for those ginseng lingzhi, that is, Mo Qinglian is not ready to sell at all.

Even if she wants to sell it, she is ready to let the ginseng grow up, and then, dry it in the sun, find a relationship and send it to the auction - sell it as a thousand-year-old ginseng.

This is what she just sighed - why is it so small, ginseng that is too small can only be sold to pharmacies, and it depends on people's faces, and the price is desperately lowered, if it is not good, God knows if people will have a black heart? She and Niu Dasha were helpless in Hangzhou, and they were murdered, and they didn't know what was going on.

She has always been cautious, and if she wasn't forced to do so, she wouldn't have sold any flowers and plants at all - the jade bottle was a secret that belonged to her.

After all, if she finds an auction company, she can also excuse herself from some medicinal materials left by her father before, and now she is forced by life to sell them, and his father was originally a Chinese medicine practitioner and has some valuable medicinal materials in his hands, which is a natural thing.

"Three thousand?" Niu Dasha scratched his head, frowned and asked.

"Expensive?" Jimo Qinglian also felt that a pot of flowers sold for 3,000 yuan, which was indeed a bit unreliable, although she had inspected the price of potted peonies, a pot of thousands of yuan was not an uncommon thing, but the price was clearly marked at 3,000, but I was afraid that no one cared.

"I think it's cheap!" Niu Dasha said.

"Cheap?" Jimo Qinglian asked puzzled.

"Yes, the old man used to sell flowers, and it cost tens of thousands of yuan at every move - now prices are soaring, and there is no need to spend it, so 3,000 yuan must be cheap!" Niu Dasha said, he used to follow Shen Yeqin, the feng shui of the Rejuvenation Workshop is not good, and he can't grow flowers and plants, in fact, the two of them don't know how to raise flowers, and any good flowers will be raised to death.

And when they meet people like them, if the florist doesn't slaughter them, who will slaughter?

"I think it's good to be able to sell 3,000 pots!" Jimo Qinglian just wants to make some money and spend money, as for making a fortune, that's another matter.

"Okay, I'll try it tomorrow!" Niu Dasha agreed, and helped Jimo Qinglian to plant the ginseng tree he dug up again, and diligently watered a little water, and then asked, "What do you eat at night?" I'm going out to buy some? ”

"Buy whatever you do, I'm not picky!" Jimo Qinglian said with a smile.

"Sister, you are much better than the old man!" Niu Dasha sighed, "You don't know, the old man is cheap, thirty days a month, the dishes can't be the same every day, I'm tired of eating this, I want to eat that, and one day the food doesn't suit my appetite, so I'm ready to think about grinding people......"

"Little Master won't be like this, right?" Jimo Qinglian just smiled, thinking about it, that little master who spoke with a good voice would not be unpalatable, so he would make it difficult for his apprentice, right?

But this time, Jimo Qinglian really guessed wrong, Shen Yeqin just didn't have a good food, so he made it difficult for his apprentices, so he had Niu Dasha's good cooking skills now.

"Does my sister eat spicy?" Niu Dasha asked, the ordinary dishes in Suzhou and Hangzhou are all sweet, and he was a little worried, that is, Mo Qinglian does not eat spicy.

"I can eat a little, it's too spicy!" Jimo Qinglian Road.

"I'll give you a spicy shrimp at night, you wait!" Niu Dasha said, ran out of the smoke, drove the broken van, and went out.

Not long after Niu Dasha left here, Jimo Qinglian cleaned up for a while, and sat under the violet shed in a daze, this violet has climbed up the flower shed with the effect of jade dew, but it has not yet become shade, and it seems that it needs to be used again.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a soft knock at the door—