133 The best famous flower

Seeing Yang Siqing ask about this, Zhong Yun said, "Please don't worry, Mr. Huang, I've already made the flowers almost complete. I'm in the back flower garden. When the National Flower Exhibition opens, it will bloom just in time, but there are some minor problems."

"What's the problem?" Yang Siqing asked.

"There are some things to pay attention to when taking care of these pots of flowers, and several special techniques are used. I want Mr. Huang to send a gardener to come and teach him how to take care of these pots of flowers." Zhong Yun explained.

In fact, it is not impossible to shoot a panoramic video, but the commentary will be very complicated. The flowers he planted have their own characteristics. Moreover, because the time is too short, in order to ensure that these flowers bloom during the Great Flower Exhibition of All Nations, Zhong Yun used a special method to ripen.

Therefore, it requires more careful care and "massage" these flowers on time.

"I will tell him." Yang Siqing said. Seeing Zhong Yunan countless times, his heart was untied, and his heart was very relaxed. His whole body seemed different.

"I heard that you have a beautiful girlfriend?" Yang Siqing asked inadvertently.

"You know this too?" Zhong Yun pretended to be surprised, "Why would I bring it out one day and I will take it for you to see it?"

"Then there is no need." Yang Siqing smiled and shook her head, "You boy has such a tall gaze, she must look like a fairy."

You know if I have a higher vision? I will praise my niece in different ways. Zhong Yun complains in his heart.

Yang Siqing sat down for a while and left. He still had a lot of official duties.

His parents worked overtime again, Tianhai was going to his master's place, Chen Wen went on a date, and Liu Yunqi returned to his hometown. Tonight Zhong Yun was destined to spend it alone, and was about to find a movie to pass the time, another uninvited guest came to his house.

"President, why are you here?"

The person who came was Gong Yao from the Sculpture Association, and Zhong Yun never thought that he would come to his house.

"I won't disturb you, will I?" Gong Yao, wearing a pink dress, stood graceful under the moon, with the evening breeze blowing, and his long hair fluttering, making people dazzlingly beautiful.

"It's too late to welcome, please come in." Zhong Yun's heart suddenly accelerated, but there was no strangeness on his face.

Walking into the house, Gong Yao looked at this and that curiously, "Where is Zhong Yun's house very stylish?"

"Come on, have a cup of tea." Zhong Yun had already brewed a pot of tea.

Gong Yao took it and said jokingly, "There won't be any strange things inside, right?"

"Don't worry, I added enough materials." Zhong Yun said seriously.

Gong Yao covered her mouth and smiled. The tea in her hand was spilled. "Ouch", she screamed in pain, hurriedly put the teacup on the table, and shook her fingers hard.

"Is it okay?" The tea I just brewed was very hot. Zhong Yun hurried over and grabbed his hand. He saw that her two white fingers were burned red, but fortunately they were not seriously injured.

He pulled her to the kitchen and rinsed her wound under cold water, "Does it still hurt?"

Gong Yao bit his lip and nodded pitifully, "It hurts..."

"It seems that you are also a spoiled lady." Zhong Yun smiled, "You will get hurt like this after being scalded by hot water. Your skin is too tender."

"Are you praising me or hurting me?" Gong Yao pouted in dissatisfaction.

"It depends on your understanding." Zhong Yun felt that it was almost done, so he moved her hand away and walked towards the living room, "But I don't have hope for your understanding."

"Just just say I'm stupid, why are you still beat around the bush?" Gong Yao said and frowned again, leaving the cold water, and her fingers began to hurt bitterly again.

"It seems that you are still a little bit like this," Zhong Yun asked her to sit on the sofa and found a medicine box and a clean towel. "It's not hopeless."

"Hey, why are you always hurting me? I am your president and senior sister." Gong Yao bit the four words "president" and "senior sister" very seriously. As he said that, he let him dry the water stains on his hands.

"Senior sister?" Zhong Yun paused and looked up at her, "I think you are not as old as me."

"When was you born?" Gong Yao asked guiltily. She skipped the first level in junior high school. Speaking of which, they were about the same age.

Zhong Yun took out the scald medicine from the medicine box and replied casually, "20 years of the new calendar."

The so-called new calendar is a new calendar that starts from the year of promotion to intermediate civilization. That year is the first year of the new calendar, and it is calculated before the new calendar. This year is the 37th year of the new calendar, and Zhong Yun’s seventeenth birthday just passed.

"What month is it?" Gong Yao asked again.

"Where are you checking your household registration?" Zhong Yun said angrily, "January."

"Love me." Gong Yao snorted, "It's obviously November, but I actually lied to me for January."

"Hey, how do you know that my birthday is November?" Zhong Yun picked up the spray for scald treatment and was about to spray it on her wound. When he heard her words, he couldn't help but stop and turned his head to look at her in confusion.

Gong Yao's face turned red, his eyes flashed and he didn't dare to look at him, "That...that..." The one did not show "that" so then. She said in anger, "It will take so long for you to take medicine, you are deliberately taking advantage of me, right?" As she said that, she thrust her hand violently.

Zhong Yun was still holding her hand, but Gong Yao suddenly pulled his hand, and his burned middle finger was rubbed off a layer of flesh by Zhong Yun's nails.

Gong Yao immediately felt so painful that tears fell down, blood poured out from the wound, dyeing her whole hand red in an instant.

Zhong Yun was shocked and quickly found a hemostatic agent from the medicine box and sprayed it on her wound like no money. Gong Yao grabbed his arm with his other hand, and it seemed that it was hurting so much, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

The blood soon stopped, and a small piece of the mountain was rubbed off from the wound. It looked like the flesh and blood were rolling around, which was very scary. In fact, the injury was not serious and there was no need to go to the hospital.

Gong Yao only looked at the wound and almost fainted. Tears rustled down, his head pressed against Zhong Yun's shoulder, and he cried very sadly.

"It's okay, the injury will be healed in two or three days." Zhong Yun comforted softly.

"What should I do if I leave scars in the future?" Gong Yao heard a strong nasal voice, "It's so ugly, I don't want it. Woo--" and cried even more sadly.

Zhong Yun felt a headache, and he had to pay some responsibility for her injuries, "I'll take you to the hospital."

After simply bandaging her, Zhong Yun took her to a nearby large hospital. When he treated the wound, Gong Yao kept asking the doctor who treated her, "Will there be scars?"

The doctors here are of high quality and have no impatient at all. "Don't worry, this is just a minor injury. As long as you are careful, you won't leave any trace."

After coming out of the hospital, Zhong Yun sent her home. When he returned home, he remembered emptyly, "What the hell did Gong Yao find me?"

Gong Yao and he are just classmates in the same association. The association only has two classes a week, and they are not very familiar with each other. Why did she suddenly run to her home?

However, this question was immediately thrown behind him because Yu Daoqing called and said that she would let him go tomorrow and introduce someone to him.

The next morning, Zhong Yun was about to go out when he received a call from Mr. Huang, "I have sent a gardener here, and I should be at your house right away."

Zhong Yun just wanted to go out to buy something, but it was not important, so he waited at home. Not long after, the doorbell rang.

When I opened the door, I found that it was a girl in her twenties, who was quite beautiful. The contrast with the image of the gardener in Zhong Yun's mind was quite big.

"Is it Mr. Zhong Yunzhong's home?"

The girl was quite polite, but what she said made Zhong Yun wonder if she had found the wrong place. "There is a person named Zhong Yun here, but it's not a teacher."

"Ah, that's right, I'm just looking for Teacher Zhong Yun." The girl said.

Zhong Yun looked her up and down a few times, but Mr. Huang didn't explain it clearly to her? It wasn't intentional. "Is Mr. Huang asking you to come?"

The girl said respectfully, "Yes." But looking at her expression, this respect was not for him, but because he mentioned Mr. Huang.

"Come in." Zhong Yun took her to the backyard.

"Is Teacher Zhong Yun not here?" The girl looked around, as if she wanted to find the shadow of "Teacher Zhong Yun". Then, her words almost made Zhong Yun exaggerate, "Are you Teacher Zhong Yun's grandson?"

Zhong Yun grinned at the corner of his mouth, and he was so amused that he simply ignored her.

Open the door of the backyard, and set up a trellis with about ten pots of flowers.

"Wow, 'Nine Stars Companion Moon'", the girl screamed excitedly when she saw the first pot of flowers. "Nine Stars Companion Moon" is not very famous in Davao. The most important thing is that it has been lost for too long. However, as a professional gardener, it is not uncommon to recognize this pot of flowers at a glance.

"Stars in the sky!" The girl only felt that her breathing was about to stop. The "Stars in the sky" here are not the "Stars in the sky" on the earth. This is an extremely precious flower. In history, "Stars in the sky" have been described as a divine object and only appeared in the farming era. It was lost due to the change of dynasties.

The "Stars" plant is very large and has lush branches and leaves. According to historical records, it can bloom thirty-six flowers of different colors at the same time, adorning the entire plant, just like stars in the sky, so it is named "Stars".

This flower has nothing to do with the Jialan civilization. It is a seed obtained from Yu Daoqing. It turns out that the reason why "Motianxing" was lost is because of the loss of planting methods. If the planting method is not done, "Motianxing" will grow into an ordinary small tree, which is not extinct. Therefore, the seeds can be obtained.

Zhong Yun also had a try-out mentality, but Xiao Ling was indeed extraordinary. After analyzing the seedlings of "Sky Stars", he gave a suggestion. He was to try the "strange method wave" he used to save "Crystal Rose" for Yang Siqing.

The result is really useful, the growth of "Stars" is exactly the same as described.

Zhong Yun was a little surprised that the girl could recognize the "Stars in the Sky" at a glance. After all, it was something from ancient times and no full photos were left.

"Nine-grade lotus!"

The girl just felt so happy that she was about to faint.

The preciousness of "Nine-grade lotus" is no less than the first two. It evolved from ordinary lotus flowers. After blooming, the petals always have nine layers, which are so beautiful that they are called "Nine-grade lotus".

All of these three flowers are only legendary peerless treasures. In terms of preciousness, they are better than the "Seven Fairies" in Fair Garden.

As a gardener who loves flowers, the excitement in the girl's heart can be imagined when she sees these legendary famous flowers.

Zhong Yun looked at her dreamy expression and was a little speechless. It seemed that this was a fanatical flower enthusiast.
Chapter completed!