After I Picked Up the Immortal Bottle

For the next two days, Li Zhe ran around the mountain with his two dogs every day.

In addition to picking oranges for Mi Caixuan, Li Zhe put more attention on finding wild medicinal materials.

A few days ago, a plant of ginseng sold for more than 100,000 yuan, which was not a small temptation for him.

After two days of running in the back mountain, I failed to dig up wild ginseng, but found some other medicinal materials, as well as wild mushrooms such as matsutake, chicken silk mushroom, Hericium erinaceus, raspberry, wild wolfberry, sour fruit, etc. Needless to say, waiting for the wild fruit.

During these two days, Li Zhe spent a lot of energy practicing the "Little Cloth Rain Technique" obtained from the jade bottle...

He found that when he performed the small rain-distributing technique, the spiritual rain that fell had a better irrigation effect than the water soaked in the jade bottle, and had a stronger ability to stimulate plants.

It's just a pity that it should be because he has low mana or no mana. Every time he casts the small rain cloth technique, the rain cloud he summons is only the size of a pot lid. Drench one.

Moreover, it takes a lot of energy to perform it, and it can't be used several times a day.

The only gratifying discovery is that with the increase in the number of times the small rain cloth is cast, the 'rain cloud' released each time also increases significantly.

The most important thing is that every time he casts a spell, there will be a trace of 'air flow' in his body. This thread of air flow slowly circulates in the body, warm and will not disappear.

"Could this be the legendary true energy?" Li Zhe also had a guess in his mind.

Some changes in the body also seemed to confirm his guess.

His physique is getting stronger and stronger. Carrying a one-hundred-pound fruit bamboo basket is like carrying a chicken. He runs in the morning and runs around the mountain for an hour. Faster than a monkey...

"Haha, this is the rhythm for me to become a martial arts master? Ah no, what I am practicing is fairy art, what is a martial arts master, I will become a god in the future!"

After YY, seeing the sun was high, Li Zhe finished his morning run, took two tired dogs sticking out their tongues, and went home for dinner.

Humming a ditty, as soon as he got home, he saw a commercial Buick parked there. His father, Li Weiguo, and Mi Caixuan, two guys who came to buy it, were moving the oranges picked the night before to the car.

Seeing Li Zhe came back, the two young people greeted him warmly.

After loading the car, one of the young men took out his wallet, took out a wad of money and handed it to Li Weiguo: "Today it's still three hundred catties, twenty per catty, that's six thousand yuan, uncle, count it!"

"No need to count."

Li Weiguo grinned happily. For so many years of farming in Baoshan, he never thought that it would be so easy to make money these days. He could earn 6,000 a day, and in a few days he could earn the money of the previous year.

Huang Erlai, who was taking a walk in the village, saw a car parked in front of Li Zhe's house, so he came over curiously. He heard the conversation nearby, and when he heard that the oranges were twenty yuan a catty, his eyes immediately glistened.

There are oranges in his own shed, and he is worried that there will be no market.

"Two little brothers, do you collect oranges? I have them in my shed, and they are all ripe. Unlike their orange trees, which are planted on the mountain, they are not ripe at all. They are very sour! Don't be fooled by them... "

Huang Erlai stepped forward, nodded and bowed to the two Mi Caixuan's guys, and said, not forgetting to belittle Li Zhe's oranges.

Seeing Huang Erlai, Li Zhe immediately pulled his face down.

This guy is not a good guy, he used to be a bastard in the village, he would do all sorts of immoral things.

Li Zhe's family has always been raising fish. One year, Huang Erlai was caught stealing fish at night. After a while, the fish pond was poisoned. You can guess with your butt that it was Huang Erlai's revenge, but unfortunately there is no evidence. , so now when Li Zhe saw him, he was filled with disgust.

"Get out, you are not welcome here!"

"Hehe, this road is also your home! Little bastard, no matter how arrogant you are, believe it or not, there will be another accident in your fish pond this year..." Huang Erlai grinned and threatened with a sinister smile.

Li Zhe wanted to rush forward angrily, but was held back by Li Weiguo.

Huang Erlai still wanted to get close to the buddies, but the two buddies didn't even look at him, and they were about to leave.

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Huang Erlai became anxious, "Oh, boss, my oranges are the best in the village, and the price is also cheap, as long as you are fifteen, or ten yuan is fine!"

The two guys looked at him with a look of disdain, and said with a sneer, "Enough is enough, we bought it for ourselves."

Then he bid farewell to Li Zhe and drove away.

Watching the car go away, Huang Erlai was filled with disappointment, and then turned his head to look at Li Weiguo: "Old Li, you are so unkind, and if you have money, everyone can earn it together. If you have such a good business, don't tell me, anyway. It's from the same village, and you know that my oranges are almost unsold..."

Li Weiguo is a good man, and he was not angry. He said with a smile: "They bought food privately, not fruit sellers, so they won't buy too much. They are also Xiao Zhe's friends, so they will take care of the business."

Staring at the 6,000 yuan red ticket in Li Weiguo's hand, Huang Erlai was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, why didn't he have such a wealthy client!

...

Liuhe Hotel is a four-star hotel. Like Mi Caixuan, it is located in the most prosperous commercial street in the city center, far away from each other.

Since Mi Caixuan was awarded the first batch of Michelin restaurants last year, the business of Liuhe Hotel began to decline sharply.

"Boss, there are quite a few customers today."

The supervisor, Feng Qiang, walked into the boss's office with an ugly face. If the business continues like this, he probably will be gone in a short time.

Wei Wuliu threw the phone on the table, pointed to it, and said with a headache, "Tell me what's going on? Why do regular customers go to Mi Caixuan! Brother Xiao Ma these years But they have been eating at my place all the time, never been to Mi Caixuan, and Lao Li, damn it, tell me what's going on!"

How the hell do I know?

Feng Qiang roared in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He could only smile and pick up the phone on the table to look at it.

It is the page of WeChat Moments. Looking at the news on it, it is all the scenes of eating at Mi Caixuan posted by the VIPs of Liuhe Restaurant in the past.

After hesitating for a while, Feng Qiang couldn't help but whispered: "Boss, why don't you call and ask if we've messed with someone? You need to figure it out."

Wei Wuliu rubbed his head hard, grabbed his phone, thought for a while, and then called an old customer.

"Hey, Brother Big Tooth, I haven't seen you here for dinner these days, do you miss me? Where did you go to get rich recently... Ah, in Mi Caixuan? Oh, haha, I'm tired of eating in my restaurant I want to change my taste... Ah, okay, I have time to drink..."

After a while, Wei Wuliu hung up the phone with a gloomy face, and took a deep breath, "Go, find someone to go to Mi Caixuan, order an orange fruit plate and come back, hurry up!"

Feng Qiang, the supervisor, was at a loss for a while: "Boss, we have our own fruit plate, why go to Mi Caixuan?"

"Don't talk nonsense, go!" Wei Wuliu slapped the table angrily and roared.

In fact, in his heart, Wei Wuliu also felt that the old customers were entertaining himself, and that the orange compote was so delicious that these expensive bosses were full of praise.

"Okay, boss, I'll go right away!"

Feng Qiang ran away in a hurry, cursing in his heart whether his boss was a badass, disliked that his competitor's business was not good enough, and wanted to contribute to others' turnover.

I found a waiter, put on a suit and pretended to be a customer, and went to Mi Caixuan to buy a plate of orange fruit.

"Boss, is Mi Caixuan a joke? A fruit plate sells for 188, and I heard it's just gone up. Isn't it just a few oranges, it's like chasing customers!"

The waiter brought an exquisite fruit plate and put it on Wei Wuliu's desk, and couldn't help but say.

The fruit plate at Liuhe Restaurant is only fifty-five to sixty-six, and the most expensive will not exceed eighty-eight. It's just an appetizer, and it's crazy to sell it for 188.

Wei Wuliu stared at the fruit plate for a while, then tore off the plastic wrap suspiciously, forked a piece of orange from the inside and stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as the fruit entered his mouth and bit it open, Wei Wuliu thought to himself: It's broken!

He hurriedly grabbed a few pieces of oranges and stuffed them into his mouth. There was no last trace of luck in his heart, no wonder the customers all ran to Mi Caixuan.

Seeing Wei Wuliu's expression, Feng Qiang curiously pinched a petal and tasted it, and immediately shouted: "mmp, where did Mi Caixuan get these oranges, they are so delicious!"

This matter is serious, Mi Caixuan has such a magical orange, officials, businessmen and local tyrants will definitely run there without incident.

For rich people, the price is nothing, as long as it tastes good, even if it is a 998 fruit plate, it will not blink when it is clicked.

"Boss, I'll check their supply and find a way to cut them all. If the oranges can be sold by our Liuhe Restaurant in the future, maybe it's a way to suppress Mi Caixuan..." Feng Qiang said flatteringly.

"Don't talk nonsense, let me do it quickly! It might not work out, so don't be a supervisor anymore!" Wei Wuliu said irritably.

Feng Qiang ran out quickly and began to find someone to investigate. The salary of the hotel supervisor is quite good. If I lose such a good job, where will I find it in the future.

...

Mi Caixuan, the business has been booming these past few days, and people from the upper class who are rarely seen on weekdays have appeared one by one.

"Uncle Yue, are you here again today?"

Mi Yun personally came out to receive a middle-aged man in a suit with a sallow complexion and a thin figure.

Yue Shan, a well-known real estate agent in China, is regarded as a big boss in Jiangcheng.

"Xiaomi, who made your restaurant have such delicious oranges, there is no way not to come, I had a meeting, but I turned it down."

Following Mi Yun into a luxurious private room, Yue Shan began to urge: "Give me some orange fruit plates, I came late yesterday and didn't enjoy eating. I have to pack a few today! It's so strange, only after eating these oranges , I can eat!"

The waiter brought the fruit plate, and Yue Shan picked up the fork and started to eat. As soon as he ate a piece, he was shocked and praised full of praise: "It's delicious! It's delicious!"

"Well, Xiaomi, go and serve me a light dish for Uncle. Hey, it's so good. Now that I eat these oranges, my appetite improves."

Mi Yun was extremely surprised. Her father and Yue Shan were good friends, and the two families knew each other well. She knew that Yue Shan suffered from mild anorexia and severe old stomach problems. ?

Can this orange even cure anorexia?

After serving some signature dishes to Yue Shan, Mi Yun asked Zhou Dequan, "How many oranges are there in the kitchen?"

Zhou Dequan tried his best to hold his breath, scolded himself for being greedy, and said cautiously: "There are still more than one hundred catties, enough for today."

One mouthful is full of orange flavor, damn it, I want to cry but have no tears.

Mi Yun nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Go and ask Lao Qian to bring two security guards to follow me. I'm going to find the owner who bought the oranges myself."