my fairy maid

Chapter 110 Six: The Nympho Jiang Haoru

Jiang Haoru looked away from the potted flower, and smiled at Fan Qiangqiang: "I'm sorry, I just like to be arty, and I made Mr. Fan laugh. Please sit down, Mr. Fan. I didn't expect it, it was too unexpected. I didn't expect Fan Mr. is also a fellow!"

Fan Qiangqiang sat down with a smile, and said to Jiang Haoru: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Mr. Jiang. Actually, I don't know anything about flowers. I like to look at flowers, but I never go into it. It's just for fun. To be honest, what is the name of this potted flower?" I don't even know, it was a gift from a friend."

Jiang Haoru was speechless: "Is this a gift?! Mr. Fan, do you know the value of this pot of orchids?"

He felt that this question was a bit contemptuous, so he changed his words: "Looking at the leaves of this potted flower, it should be Jianlan. The flower shape is like a golden horsetail or a green mountain jade spring. A potted orchid is cheap, especially in recent years. , There are more and more people growing orchids. You can buy a seedling for five yuan and ten yuan. When the flowers are produced, the most common ones are only a few tens of yuan a pot. Tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, or even millions are not uncommon. No matter how ignorant I am, I can roughly estimate the price of this potted flower. It can range from one hundred and eighty thousand to one million or even tens of millions. It depends on whether there are real experts who can understand the varieties."

Fan Jianqiang lost his voice and said, "Can a potted flower be sold for so much money? It's not worth that much if it's made of gold!?"

Jiang Haoruo really deserves to be a "nymphomaniac". When he saw an orchid, it was as if he had met his fate. He asked his subordinates to put the flower in front of him, and while admiring it with an exaggerated expression, he introduced: "Orchids are all over the world Yes, there are various varieties. Our Chinese orchids are roughly divided into seven categories: Chunlan, Cymbidium, Jianlan, Hanlan, Molan, Chunjian, and Lianpetalan. There are thousands of horticultural varieties. Orchids are mainly Looking at flowers, it is difficult for non-experts to see their prices. Some rare varieties, even experts dare not estimate easily, because they are afraid that if they make a mistake, they will be laughed at and ruin their reputation. This potted flower has broad leaves and stands upright like a sword. The petals are wide and thick, and the flower shape is [-]% similar to that of a golden horsetail. The color of the ponytail is not pure, those are inferior varieties, and, generally speaking, a pot of golden horsetail can rarely bloom more than ten flowers, usually between five and nine, and this pot, not only The leaves are tall and straight, and the growth is strong. Moreover, the number of flowers has reached more than [-], which is far more than that. For this alone, the value of this potted flower is already hard to estimate. The flowers of the golden horsetail can be divided into plain hearts and colorful hearts. This pot...is hard to tell apart! It has a plain heart and a colorful heart, the fragrance of the flowers is strong but not greasy, the color is gorgeous but not vulgar, the leaves are dense but not messy, and the overall viewing is very artistic!"

As soon as he talked about Lan, Jiang Haoru completely forgot himself, he had no other people in his eyes, he only cared about admiring the flowers, and talked endlessly, as if he couldn't pull out his eyes.

"Master Jiang, you said that, I also think this potted flower is quite beautiful, but unfortunately I am a rough person, and I don't know how to appreciate it. Giving it to Master Jiang, that is, red powder is given to a beautiful woman, and a sword is given to a hero. It complements each other."

Jiang Haoru finally looked away from the flowers, and waved his hands again and again: "No, this gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Fan Qiangqiang laughed: "Master Jiang, don't be polite to me, and don't be afraid that I will ask you to do something because of this. The ancients bought horse bones with thousands of dollars, so I can't send a pot of flowers to make friends?"

Jiang Haoru's smile became brighter and brighter, and the reception during the banquet became more harmonious.

To Jiang Haoru, even if a potted flower is worth more than one million, what is it?The important thing is that this potted flower was given to Fan Jianqiang by someone else. This is a completely different concept. How can it be an ordinary person who is willing to give such a precious orchid?

Therefore, pushing cups and changing cups, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

After drinking and eating, Fan Jianqiang asked about Jiang Haoru's feet. Jiang Haoru's eyes showed a trace of hatred, and he smiled: "It's nothing, I underestimate the enemy. I have undergone surgery, and the tendons are connected, but After recovering, I can’t run anymore, but it doesn’t matter, our Aoki Gang has a lot of talents, and some people do the killing and killing!”

Aoki Gang?The hall where Wei Xiaobao joined the Tiandihui seems to be called Qingmu Hall...

"Master Jiang..."

Jiang Haoru hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Mr. Fan, Mr. Jiang is only called by my subordinates and outsiders. Mr. Fan can just call me Big Brother Jiang."

Fan Jianqiang laughed: "Alright, Brother Jiang. Brother Jiang should also know something about me from Brother Wen, right?"

Jiang Haoru said: "Kung fu?"

Fan Qiangqiang smiled reservedly: "That's right, I know a little bit of martial arts, maybe you've read martial arts novels, you should know that martial arts practitioners practice internal energy, right?"

Jiang Haoru wondered: "The inner family is really angry? Is there really this?"

Fan Jianqiang didn't answer his question, but said with a smile: "Brother Jiang and I have a feeling that we hit it off very well. If you don't mind me taking a look, I can try it and use internal energy to heal it. Oh, ugly words I want to say up front that I am not good enough, so I may not be able to cure it."

Jiang Haoru was both surprised and delighted: "Mr. Fan, can you really show me?"

"It may not be successful, and I am not [-]% sure."

Jiang Haoru was full of surprises: "It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Fan, you can watch it as you like! It doesn't matter if you can watch it!"

Although Jiang Haoru said he didn't care, but even though he kept his leg, he would walk with a limp in the future. As the leader of an underground gang, he naturally didn't like being called crippled behind his back.

Fan Jianqiang smiled faintly, and said to Brother Wen and his subordinates, "Help Brother Jiang over there and sit on the sofa."

After Jiang Haoru sat down on the sofa in the private room and put his legs on the coffee table, Fan Qiangqiang said unquestionably, "Everyone should avoid it. Besides, I don't want anyone else to know about this."

Jiang Haoru said in a deep voice: "Did you hear what Mr. Fan said? Today's incident, if anyone chews their tongues, I, Jiang Haoru, will kill his whole family!"

Seeing those people go out, Fan Jianqiang smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, are you ready?"

Jiang Haoru solemnly said: "Mr. Fan, no matter whether my foot can be cured or not, I, Jiang Haoru, accept your sympathy. If you have any difficult things in the future, just tell me and I will do my best! Even if you want to Murder and arson, I will do it for you too! From now on, Mr. Fan, you will be my brother, Jiang Haoru!"

Fan Qiangqiang smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, you are being serious, what can I do that requires murder and arson?"

Jiang Haoru slapped his head: "Yes, yes, I said the wrong thing. With Mr. Fan's ability, there is something that can't be settled, hahaha..."

"Okay, Brother Jiang, don't talk, close your eyes, relax, I'm going to start."

Healing light.

Fan Jianqiang used this skill for the first time, and he didn't know what to do, but when he clearly sensed a stream of gas gathering in his palm, he suddenly became confident, and a faint, almost invisible light flickered instantly After a while, Fan Jianqiang soon had a feeling.

Putting it on the place where Jiang Haoru had the operation, he immediately felt a strange energy seeping from the palm to Jiang Haoru's feet.

Jiang Haoru snorted, his face became extremely strange, but he remembered Fan Jianqiang's instructions and did not speak.

There's a warm gas seeping in!

Jiang Haoru couldn't help but opened his eyes, and saw Fan Qiangqiang's expression was very serious. Beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead and face, and he felt that Fan Qiangqiang's hands were shaking.

In no time, Fan Jianqiang's hair was completely wet, and his clothes were also soaked in sweat. Jiang Haoru guessed that Fan Jianqiang's treatment must have consumed a lot of energy, and he was silently grateful in his heart.

Spicy, surnamed Fan, you will be my real brother, Jiang Haoru, from now on!