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"What!?"

He Xiu's volume suddenly became sharp, and his voice trembled a little.

Luo Zhixiao didn't have time to be surprised, when he heard this, he subconsciously frowned, tilted his head to the side, and obviously couldn't stand the volume.

Rayong lowered his head and grinned secretly, feeling that his ears were numb and his head was buzzing. Mom's lethality is inevitably too great.

He Xiu was at a loss, and subconsciously grabbed Luo Zhixiao's arm tightly and crumpled his clothes.

Luo Zhixiao rubbed his eyebrows with his other hand helplessly, and asked his son calmly: "I don't know much about flowers, tell me, why did the other party offer such a high price?" ”

Rayong knows his father, he has always been calm and cautious, and it is not easy to fool him.

He looked up at his father's face and replied honestly: "Actually, I was also taken aback by this price, I originally thought that this pot of flowers was worth more than 100,000 yuan." I think that it may be because of the mutation, I don't know why the tip of the leaf of this pot of flowers has turned red, and the other party may think that this is a dominant variation, so the price is quoted at such a high price. ”

Rayong didn't know how to explain it, so he could only boil the problem down to mutations.

"Mutant ......" Luo Zhixiao thought for a while, pressed his palm on the table, and knocked it rhythmically.

Rayong couldn't help but be a little nervous, this was a habitual action of his father when thinking about problems.

Will Dad guess that this pot of chrysanthemums is his hands and feet?

Rayong was nervous, and it was really a torment for him to lie to his parents.

Otherwise, he would have simply confessed.

He gritted his teeth and was about to bite the bullet and tell the story of "The Secret of the Faun", but He Xiu suddenly opened his mouth.

She grabbed Luo Zhixiao's sleeve with some excitement and said, "Zhixiao, with these 660,000 ......"

Luo Zhixiao immediately interrupted her words when he heard this: "The 660,000 is not important, Xiao Yong can sell it if he wants to, and if he doesn't sell it, he won't sell it, but he gave me a good idea." ”

After that, he looked at Rayong seriously and asked, "Son, is it possible to cultivate this flower on a large scale?" ”

"Huh?" Rayong didn't change his mind for a while, and he was stunned.

He Xiu suddenly understood, and a bright light flashed in his eyes: "You want to transform the farm?" ”

Rayong's mind suddenly cleared up, and he also came back to his senses.

Yes, if you can't sell food on the farm, what if you plant something else? The change of soil quality will seriously affect the taste of the grain, but the chrysanthemum tea made by my mother has almost no change in taste. It can be seen that soil quality has much less effect on the quality of flowers than on food crops.

I only thought about making money to help my family get through this difficult time, but I didn't think of solving the crisis of the farm from the root. Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy.

Thinking of this, Rayong's mind suddenly broadened a lot.

He thought for a moment and explained to his father: "This 'green peony' is a precious variety, it is difficult to plant it well, each one must be carefully cared for, it is okay to plant one or two, and large-scale cultivation is impossible." However, this is indeed a good idea, I think our farm can try to grow chrysanthemums on a large scale, and my mother's chrysanthemum tea is done well, I think it will definitely open up the market. ”

Speaking of this, Luo Yong didn't want to hide it anymore, and said seriously: "Dad, Mom, in fact, I heard what you said this morning. I also want to contribute to the family, the farm must not be sold, with 660,000 yuan for selling flowers, the farm can at least last a few years, and I don't have to worry about finding a way. ”

Luo Zhixiao and He Xiu's expressions stiffened for a moment.

After a while, Luo Zhixiao reacted, with a complicated expression on his face, a little tangled, and a little relieved. He looked at Luo Yong, sighed and said, "These things shouldn't bother you in the first place, but your parents are useless. ”

"Dad, don't say that, I'm eighteen years old, and it's right to share my family's worries. I'm going to think of a way to bring the farm back to life. Rayong said with a firm expression, almost as if he were swearing an oath.

Luo Zhixiao couldn't help laughing: "We Xiaoyong are so confident, how can I, who is a father, be discouraged?" The three of us work together, and there will always be a way. ”

He Xiu and Rayong also laughed.

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Two days later.

The early morning sunlight shines through the screen window and spills faintly into the east wing of Rayong.

On the windowsill, there is a small flower pot, in which a small branch is full of life, and the bright red at the tip of the young leaf is shocking.

On the desk below, two potted plants, one large and one small, shimmered with a sparkling green glow. The emerald translucent cactus ball stretches out the thorns of its body, breathing in the freshest air of the morning. Even the large chrysanthemum with a pot of nearly fifty centimeters is like a giant, showing off its domineering.

On the bed, Rayong, who had been practicing cross-legged all night, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was no trace of ignorance in those eyes, and they looked bright, more energetic than those who slept all night.

Although he sat cross-legged all night, Rayong's whole body did not feel a trace of soreness, but as if he had just finished soaking in a hot spring, and every cell was full of strength.

Ever since he discovered that cultivation was more effective in relieving fatigue than sleep, he changed his sleeping time to cultivation every night. Even the intense revision before the final exam didn't make him feel tired, which was one of the reasons why he was able to persist in cultivating.

After a night of cultivation, next to the little bit of life light left in the sea of knowledge, a green phantom appeared, and in another fifty-nine days, the phantom would condense, and then it would be a little bit of life light.

However, he always felt that his cultivation last night was smoother than before, and the condensed life energy seemed to be a little more, but now the life energy was too little, it was difficult to distinguish clearly, and he didn't know if it was an illusion under a comfortable mood.

Rayong slowly retracted his efforts, then propped his left hand on the bed, jumped off the bed, and stretched comfortably. The muscles of his body are stretched, and the smooth lines make him look like an agile cheetah, and his elegant appearance hides a powerful explosive power.

Rayong walked to the window and carefully examined the situation of the small flower pot. I don't know if it's his delusion, but the little twig that was planted the afternoon before yesterday seems to have survived today, exuding a vibrant smell.

Rayong's heart was much more settled.

Because this pot of flowers is going to be sold today, after my mother found out, she ordered him to keep a small cuttings at home, otherwise he will not be finished. Luo Yong had no choice but to comply, but he didn't know if this kind of small one could follow its mother body and have the power to calm people's hearts.

When I think about it, I feel that there is little hope, after all, the light of my life is not easily condensed, and it is difficult for ordinary plants to reach this level.

After breakfast, Luo Yong carefully moved the flowers to the back seat of the car, and was about to leave for the city, when he was suddenly stopped by He Xiu.

"Xiao Yong, since you go to the city, do me a favor by the way and bring this bag of chrysanthemum tea to your Aunt Xu. Be careful on the road. He Xiu held a spatula in his right hand, stuffed the paper bag in his left hand into Luo Yong's arms, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Luo Yong was speechless and hugged the paper bag in his hand, then sighed, and resigned himself to putting the paper bag in the back seat of the car. Anyway, by the way, just run errands.

It is a full 150 kilometers from the farm to Yanhuang City, passing through more than a dozen farms of all sizes, even if it is a car, it takes more than an hour to get there.

An hour and a half later, at nine o'clock, outside a teahouse in Yanhuangcheng, Luo Yong slowly parked the car, then opened the door and got out of the car.

"Hello? Is it 'East Fence Wagon'? I've arrived. Rayong answered the other party's voice and said bluntly.

"Shanshui Ju, you can come in directly." A calm baritone came from the opposite side.

Luo Yong was slightly stunned, and there was a slight sense of strangeness in his heart. The "East Fence Weng" who contacted him before was obviously a frizzy person, why did his voice sound so calm?

However, there is nothing wrong with the other party's account being indeed "Dong Liweng", maybe the other person's voice just sounds calm. Luo Yong suppressed the slight weirdness in his heart, opened the back seat, took out the dark cloth cover that had been prepared a long time ago, and put it on the flower pot, and immediately protected the entire chrysanthemum plant.

This "green peony" is so eye-catching, if you don't wrap it up, Rayong really can't put it at ease.

Holding the flower pot carefully in his hand, Rayong followed the little brother who led the way, and after three turns and two turns, he arrived at the box "Shanshui Ju".

When the little brother who led the way left, Rayong put down the flower pot, stood up and knocked on the door.

There were a few rhythmic footsteps inside, and the door clicked and the door opened.

Inside the door was an angular face, the tense face looked a little serious, and the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes revealed the age of the other party. Coupled with that crisp suit and powerful aura all over his body, he looked like a person who had been in a high position for a long time, which made the weirdness in Luo Yong's heart even stronger.

However, Rayong was surprised, but the other party was even more surprised than him.

The hand of the person inside who opened the door paused, his face did not change much, but there was a trace of doubt in his voice: "Are you ...... 'shepherd boy'?" ”

"Shepherd Boy" is Rayong's screen name. He is practicing the "Shepherd Formula", is he a shepherd boy now?

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