Xianyuan Farm

Dong, Dong, Dong, Gu Hongyu was awakened by the knock on the door.

"Xiaoyu, breakfast is ready, come out and eat." The mother's kind voice came from outside the door.

He picked up the phone beside the bed and saw that it was already 8 o'clock. He didn't know how long he had been in it for the big surprise of the stone tablet in the Xianyuan space last night. He checked the massive information and practiced some exercises in his mind. It felt like he hadn't slept for long when his mother came to knock on the door, but he was not tired at all at this time. He was still energetic and in high spirits.

"Mom, I'm up. You can eat first when the food is ready!" Gu Hongyu tidied his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

When the mother saw Gu Hongyu coming out of the room, she didn't think much of it at first, but she immediately said in surprise: "Xiaoyu had a good rest yesterday, and he looks much more energetic today than yesterday."

The father also nodded: "Well, he is quite energetic!"

You know, he didn't sleep at all last night, so how could he have a good rest? Could it be that just practicing the technique for a short time would have such an effect? ​​Although Gu Hongyu knew that this was a rare immortal technique, he was still shocked by the effect of the technique.

"Really? I don't feel anything?" Gu Hongyu said hesitantly.

The mother smiled and said: "Then go to the bathroom and look in the mirror. Can we still lie to you? Our son is really a handsome guy!"

As she spoke, the mother began to feel proud. Gu Hongyu and his brother not only have outstanding appearances, but also excellent character and learning. The two brothers have been used by the neighbors to educate their children. Who told them that their ordinary family had two college students from prestigious universities!

The town where Gu Hongyu lives is right by the Yangtze River. After a warm breakfast, he went out for a stroll. This was not aimless. In order to use the space to develop his future career, he came out this time to find projects.

In his mind, it is too uneconomical to grow ordinary vegetables with low added value. It requires a large area of ​​land and labor, and secondly, it requires a large market consumption power. Even if the vegetables and fruits grown are not worried about sales, the cost will be too high. He doesn't want to be trapped by these things.

The mountain city calls itself a furnace. As June approaches, the weather has become very hot. Cicadas are desperately chirping on the branches. Walking on the riverside tree-lined sidewalk, the breeze blowing past is a little hot.

At the end of Binjiang Road in the town, there is a market for flowers, birds, fish and insects that has begun to take shape. The sparrows are small and have everything. Although it is a small town, the varieties in this market are also very diverse. This is Gu Hongyu's goal.

I remember that when he was a child, he liked to come here to play the most. He was curious about countless things in the market, especially the beautiful goldfish of various colors swimming in the glass tank, the cute golden turtles in the basin, and the orioles, thrushes, cuckoos with crisp calls... Even the various potted plants attracted his attention.

Walking into the flower and bird market, Gu Hongyu recalled his childhood in the past. However, the scale of the flower and bird market has expanded now. A long section of the riverside trail has been temporarily requisitioned by the market, and the things sold there are even more diverse.

At this time, the flower and bird market is not just a name that can be contained. In addition to the things that can be seen for a long time, Gu Hongyu also saw a lot of herbs when he walked there, including plantain, eucommia, honeysuckle, light bamboo leaves, water wicks...

A long row of herbs are placed on both sides of the trail. The unique smell of herbs can be smelled from a distance. Listening to the people next to him, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon. Many families still retain the tradition of taking medicinal baths. Although there are many herbs on the market, there are also many people who buy them.

After walking the path to buy herbs, Gu Hongyu saw many places selling potted plants and flower seedlings. The town is close to the mountains, and most of the potted plants on the market are dug from the mountains. However, some people artificially shape the small saplings they dug. After a few months, a plant with a weird shape and twists will appear on the market. Such bonsai is more valuable, but it depends more on the craftsmanship of the master.

There are not many new things. Even if some potted plants look good, Gu Hongyu does not plan to buy them home. He is about to go back to school and there is no need. Just as he was about to walk through this potted plant path, a few inconspicuous orchids in the corner caught his attention.

Gu Hongyu really knows something about orchids. When he was a child, there was a Mr. Liu Sanye who went into the mountains to dig old tree roots, orchids, and Chinese herbal medicines all year round in the flower and bird market. He had some relatives with his family. Mr. Liu Sanye saw Gu Hongyu playing in the market and gave him one or two strange plants from time to time.

That's how Gu Hongyu went to the flower and bird market every now and then. After a long time, Gu Hongyu could clearly distinguish the good and bad plants collected from the mountains. At that time, he received a lot of praise from Mr. Liu Sanye.

The reason why the orchid grass in the corner attracted Gu Hongyu's attention was that this orchid grass did not bloom and looked very ordinary, but orchid professionals could tell the quality of orchid grass from the leaves.

That orchid grass looked like the common spring orchid in Sichuan and Shu, with leaves 30-80 cm long and 0.8-2 cm wide. The mature plant had 4-6 leaves and 2 sheath-shaped leaves in nearly two rows; the wild species had pale green leaves, obvious veins, serrated edges, and gradually pointed tips, all of which met the characteristics of spring orchids.

However, spring orchids usually bloom from January to March, and the orchid grass in front of Gu Hongyu had a flower stem clearly present in the orchid grass. In Gu Hongyu's opinion, this orchid grass should be a variant type, and its economic value will be greatly improved as long as it is properly planted.

At this time, Gu Hongyu thought of the Xianyuan space he owned. If he put this orchid in it for a period of time, wouldn't he get unexpected rewards?

He stroked the space mark on his wrist, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked the seller casually: "Boss, how much is this orchid?"

"Little brother, you also like orchids. I think you are rare at your age. 20 yuan will give you a pot!" The boss seemed to be more talkative and good at doing business. He sold flowers and pots together.

Gu Hongyu took out a hundred yuan readily: "Boss, sell all the 7 or 8 orchids in front of you to me. I only need orchids because I have pots at home!"

The boss didn't think about it and quickly put all the orchids in a plastic bag and handed it to Gu Hongyu. He took the hundred yuan and watched Gu Hongyu run away like a waste. He felt that he was lucky today and met a fool who didn't even talk about the price. Usually, these orchids are five yuan a plant if they don't come with pots.

But the boss will never know that the orchid he sold today was sold at a sky-high price.

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