At that time, he was ignorant and thought that if he had good cooking skills, he could open a restaurant to make money, and with the support of his brother, he opened a restaurant in Kyoto, but he lost tens of millions.

Ten million is nothing to him, just some pocket money.

It's just that he can't accept his failure, and goes abroad to study the dishes of various countries and participate in the chef competition.

At a young age, he has won the gold medal in international competitions for three consecutive years.

But these are not enough, far from enough.

He also wants to open a restaurant in Kyoto and get up from wherever he falls.

It's just that he has a very strict control over raw materials, and he also thought about making his own raw material base like the private chef in Kyoto, but he doesn't know anything about planting and breeding.

If you directly purchase from abroad, one is costly, and the other is that the initiative is not in your own hands.

Knowing the existence of Fuwang Farm, in fact, there is a purpose in my heart, I want to investigate this farm, it is best to cooperate, even if I can't cooperate, I can learn some experience and get a farm by myself in the future.

The next day, it was foggy.

Xu Qingzhi looked at the last clearing, which was a large clearing near the side of the road, used to grow sunflowers.

Melon seeds are simply a must-have for chatting, watching dramas, and picking them up when you have nothing to do.

Xu Qingzhi wanted to eat, so he wanted to plant.

Plus before, there were memories of sunflowers.

At that time, she got a few melon seeds from her classmates, and when Grandma went to plant vegetables in the public land, she casually threw the melon seeds in the vegetable field.

When I planted it, I just did it, and then I told my grandmother.

Later, several small melon seed seeds really grew into sunflowers.

At that time, she was already in junior high school and could only come back once a week, and the common area of the sunflower was a path for some children to go to the elementary school.

Five sunflowers, three left when she returned from a weekend vacation.

Two of them were taken away.

She was angry for a long time, her eyes were red from crying, and she asked Grandma: "Grandma, who's wow, which bad guy took my sunflowers?" What kind of person is that bad? ”

Grandma coaxed her: "It must be those bad children who go to school, wait for Grandma to meet them next time and help you beat them." ”

It's like when she was a child, she fell on the ground and hurt, and Grandma was weird, hitting the ground twice, as if supporting her.

But Xu Qingzhi is already a junior high school student, and she already knows that Grandma's words are coaxing her.

I don't know who picked it up, and besides, it's a child, Grandma definitely won't beat it.

At that time, the light knowledge was sensible enough, and after crying for a while, I didn't make trouble if I wanted to understand.

It's just that the remaining three sunflowers, tall in the green vegetable field that is only one section long, are really eye-catching and beautiful, but there are no more accidents.

She had a whole day off and had to take a look every now and then.

No one in his hometown has ever planted sunflowers, Xu Qingzhi thought it was too novel at first, and it was even rarer because he planted it himself.

The head of the sunflower will turn around with the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.

Later, when I came back, the petals started to fall off, and they didn't look so good.

Xu Qingzhi didn't go to the field to see, after all, it was not close to home.

Until, one day, Grandma sat under the verandah and pointed to the nail hanging on the wall of the house, and on the nail hung a tightly tied red plastic bag.

"I know lightly, the melon seeds you planted, Grandma has collected them for you, you go and take a look."

Xu Qingzhi opened it and saw that the three sunflower melon seeds were holding a handful in both hands.

Moreover, there are many flat ones that do not grow very well.

She ate one, which is not the same flavor as the melon seeds she usually knocks, raw, and has no taste.

She has grown a lot of things since she was a child, from broad beans, loofahs, to this melon seed.

As soon as the joy passed, she didn't care.

It wasn't until the next year that Grandma said that the sunflowers in the field had bloomed.

Xu Qingzhi was eating spicy fish tail at the time, Si Ha gasped, didn't react, and asked Grandma: "Where did the sunflowers come from?" ”