The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 83 Who Said Plants Can't Live?
Tan Sri was still smiling, he just said: "I have already persuaded the old man, this kind of planting will not survive, mangosteen is not bamboo, how can it be planted like this?"

Ye Laogui snorted when he heard the words, scrambled his hair and turned his back to the two of them, as if they were colluding now.

Zhan Jinfeng smiled helplessly, it really was an old child.

She couldn't help but said: "Sir, go to my sedan chair and see what it is."

The body with his back to them trembled slightly, and then the man turned around with a smile, looked at Tan Sri very proudly, and walked out happily.

Tan Sri looked at the back of the person leaving with some doubts, and it took a long time to turn around. Under the dark skin, the dark eyes were particularly bright.

"Miss……"

Zhan Jinfeng smiled and said nothing, Tan Sri didn't ask any more, just waited curiously.

It didn't take long for Ye Laogui to bring in a few buddies to bring in the big flowerpot, and he yelled as he walked, "Handle it with care, this thing is broken, and you will never be able to pay it back for the rest of your life!"

The guys carried the flowerpots more and more carefully until they put all the things in front of Tan Sri. The Malacca native who is used to the tropical style widened his eyes in astonishment.

He threw off the decorative bag on his body, leaned over and carefully looked at it.

"This... this...!!!" He couldn't help being pleasantly surprised.

"" This is a seedling of mangosteen, there is absolutely no mistake!
Hearing this, Old Ghost Ye crawled through his hair with a proud expression on his face, as if he was the one who planted the stuff.

"Well, didn't I tell you? This thing won't trouble us!"

Tan Sri's face collapsed, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and muttered in a low voice, "It's not your job."

Ye Laogui stared, and wanted to say something but was stopped by Zhan Jinfeng.

"Tan Sri, since I said it at the beginning, you should take good care of these mangosteens. We have never seen this kind of thing, and we have no experience in planting it. Naturally, we can't keep it alive."

Tan Sri nodded excitedly: "I know, but this is too surprising. I didn't expect to be able to live in Tianchao! Oh! Tianchao really deserves to be Tianchao!"

Hearing this, Old Ghost Ye couldn't help but be overjoyed, as if the person carrying him was himself.

Zhan Jinfeng just smiled faintly, his brows and eyes were calm.

"I'll leave these four to you. It doesn't matter what you want, Mr. Ye will do it for you. We not only need to cultivate these mangosteens well, but also let them bloom and bear fruit."

Tan Sri nodded excitedly, and immediately ordered someone to take the mangosteen seedlings away.

Ye Laogui looked at the back of the person leaving sullenly.

"Little girl, why should I listen to him!"

Zhan Jinfeng pursed his lips and smiled: "Sir, can you grow mangosteen?"

Ye Laogui snorted: "No."

"Then do you know how to raise mangosteen?"

An old man's voice lowered slightly: "No way..."

"Then you give him what he wants, what he does, what you see, don't you know how to plant it too?"

Hearing that the person who was about to shrink into the corner just now stood up suddenly, as if a big sunflower had bloomed on his face, the sun was shining brightly.

"Hehehe, little girl, you're the smart one, call him arrogant, and see if I don't learn all his skills! Heh heh!"

Seeing this, she couldn't help but hide a little bit of dumbfounding, but after explaining, she went out to the orchard to have a look.

Basically, all the greenhouses in Taoyuan were dismantled. Ye Laogui was very concerned about the dismantled greenhouses, and stacked them in the warehouse. He specially sprinkled rat poison to prevent mice from eating them. He often let people take them out to dry in the sun. to continue next year.

"I just want to see how many years this thing can last if it is well preserved."

Seeing what he said, Zhan Jinfeng felt relieved.

The lychee garden and the cantaloupe garden are still covered with greenhouses, and it is very hot inside, because the temperature is not low now, and coupled with the insulation effect of the greenhouses, it is almost scorching summer here.

The canal that Ye Laogui ordered people to dig was also connected, and the slender water channel like the root of the tree protruded around the bushes, and every tree could be well watered, because of the nourishment of the supernatural water, the trees grew up. The branches and leaves are luxuriant, and even the surrounding weeds are much fatter than the outside.

She looked at it slowly and carefully, and everything was fine, except for one thing, which seemed to have the same problem as those trees at home.

"Mr. Ye, these trees can no longer grow taller. The branches at the top need to be trimmed to let them spread as far as possible, otherwise it will break the roof of the greenhouse."

Hearing this, Old Ghost Ye also looked up, and sure enough, the trees didn't seem to be short anymore.

"It's easy to handle, I'll do it."

She just nodded and walked out of the shed.

Outside the shed is a large canal, together with the pool and the orchard. Every day, Ye Laogui will drop a drop of the nutrient solution she gave in the pool and irrigate it every day.

Zhan Jinfeng then took out a few more porcelain bottles, handed them to Ye Laogui, and told him to tell sooner if they were gone.

After seeing the orchard, it was getting late, so she checked the accounts one last time before leaving.

The money earned will be spent later. Mangosteen greenhouses must be different from other fruit greenhouses. I am afraid that except for the scorching summer, they have to burn charcoal for heating all day, otherwise they may freeze to death.

Thinking about it, she opened the curtain and looked outside. She had seen colored glaze in the imperial palace before, and it seemed that someone could actually make it. If she could find some, she would build a glass greenhouse. Just heat it up a little to ensure the temperature. It's just that Liuli is expensive, and I'm afraid the price will not be low. She has to calculate the silver before making plans.

Even though it was approaching evening, the street was still bustling with lots of peddlers, among them it was easy to tell which fruits were taken from her and which were not, because her fruits were firstly rare and secondly rarely available. All three are big, sweet goodies.

Feeling satisfied for no reason, she smiled and lowered the curtain until she entered the house.

Di Qiao, who was supposed to be locked in the room, appeared at the door for some reason. When she saw her coming, Di Qiao smiled and said, "You have today, you have today!"

What she said made her a little puzzled, but a few rough women rushed out of the yard, hurriedly held him down, picked him up, and walked away, covering Di Qiao's mouth while walking, and left in a hurry .

what happened?

Just as she was thinking about it, Laibao, the servant beside her father, came over and said to her, "Miss, you are finally back, the master is looking for you!"

"Find me?"

"Yeah, the master is getting angry right now and smashed all the vases in the study!"

She couldn't help frowning, as if she didn't do anything that would make her father angry, right?
"Miss, let's go quickly."

(End of this chapter)