Interstellar Gardener Life

Chapter 42 Eat, drink, and enjoy the sun and refreshment [PK points 500]
The weekend is said to be general cleaning, but in fact there is not much to do.Because the clothes, books and other things in the villa have been removed, but the furniture is the same as the garden, and it is included.After all, a new house needs new furniture.The rooms are of different sizes, and the old furniture is not coordinated!

Boss Wei’s work started well and ended well. Before moving out, he asked his servants to do a big cleaning. The sofa and furniture were covered with white cloth, the floor was waxed again, and then old carpets and blankets were laid out for the guests to step on when visiting the house—so his business was successful , Although there are factors of chance and luck, it is by no means purely accidental.Such a transaction partner, everyone loves to be a repeat customer, and friends are the first to think of it when they ask.

The furniture in the villa itself is of good quality and generous. Although the style is a bit old, the word "popular" has no effect on Jiang Ling, and it is even more ineffective on Jiang Fu'an and Hu Haiyan—in fact, they don't even know what is popular this year Color, what to match.

So the family just swept the floor, wiped the doors and windows easily, and then moved in four new sets of quilts, etc., for a weekend vacation. Originally, only two sets of quilts were prepared, but Jiang Ling thought that Zhao Yonggang might think about it at noon. To rest, I simply prepared the guest room and told my parents that I could invite Ye Ninglan and the others to play.

In fact, Jiang Ling wouldn't do that.Because for her old classmates, this vacation trip may bring danger and trouble.

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September NO.17, Monday, moderate rain.

Jiang Ling put on her bag, got out of the car and opened the umbrella, turned around, picked up the box and walked towards the living room.

By the time she finished climbing the steps and took the key to open the door, Zhao Yonggang had already run back and forth three times, and moved all the things in the car and the trunk to the door—a carrying bag equipped with a shockproof case, and Jiang Lingcong Small greenhouse equipment ordered online.Equipment includes insulation panels, lighting, humidification, heating and cooling systems, etc.Thanks to new technology, these are much cheaper.Especially the isolation board, which was made of the same material as the flowerpot Jiang Ling bought.

Jiang Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why don't you open an umbrella? What's the rush?"

Zhao Yonggang dismissed it: "It's raining a lot, trouble..." His last word was automatically silenced because the door was already open.

Egyptian beige marble floor; dark brown sofa, cushions of the same color and light color; a large chandelier in the center...

bright and clean.

After removing the white cloth covering the furniture and cleaning it again, the feeling of the same living room will be completely different.So Zhao Yonggang immediately lowered his head to look at his leather shoes - he was careless, but he couldn't step in right now!

Jiang Ling shook her head speechlessly, opened the shoe cabinet, and took out a pair of slippers by herself: "The top row belongs to my family, and the bottom row is full of guests' slippers. You can choose the new ones yourself." "There are also shoe covers if you want them, at the bottom left."

Zhao Yonggang moved his things to the door one by one, then changed his shoes, and asked Jiang Ling after changing, "Where do you put these?"

Jiang Ling carefully put down the box on the tea table, and came over to pick up a box: "Let's go to the restaurant." Zhao Yonggang was about to remind Jiang Ling of the weight of the box, but Jiang Ling had already walked away. "Before Chinese New Year, only my parents came to live here on weekends. The kitchen is enough for meals. By the time of Chinese New Year, these flowers will have been sold."

Zhao Yonggang first put the one with the carrying bag on the coffee table, then picked up the last box to follow, and couldn't help saying: "Are you so sure?"

When Jiang Ling arrived, he put down his things and looked at Zhao Yonggang: "Are you good at fighting?"

Zhao Yonggang gave a brief "um", which couldn't be shorter - because to be precise, he is very good at killing people.After all, the army is to kill the enemy, and the armed police is to catch criminal suspects.People like him, who have also been on the battlefield in peacetime, know how to use methods that are more ruthless than ordinary special police and armed police.So to Jiang Ling, to any little girl, Zhao Yonggang really had a hard time opening his mouth, and he didn't like to talk too much.

Jiang Ling bent down to open the box: "And I know how to grow flowers - this is called specialization in art. Have you never heard of it?"

Zhao Yonggang couldn't help but fight back: "Aren't you a translator?"

Jiang Ling replied calmly: "The technology is backward, I lost my job, so I changed careers." Only the top simultaneous interpreters can decorate the appearance of the rich who like to put on a show.

Zhao Yonggang felt that he should implement the task policy: "Do you want to find a job? It's not difficult."

Jiang Ling opened the box, and she checked the contents when she received the courier at home: "Interest is the best teacher, so planting flowers will be my best job. Also, in fact, you are not suitable for saying such things at all." .”

Zhao Yonggang shut up resentfully, and got up to help.He hesitated between praying that the ginger planter would grow well and make a small fortune, or not plant well and work with them, and chose the former—such a girl is really not suitable for those.

Zhao Yonggang didn't feel that he was machismo.He just felt that Jiang Ling's hands were warm and soft, so clean, it was good for planting flowers and weeds, it shouldn't be dirty and troublesome, and it shouldn't be cold because of holding a cold gun...

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Half an hour later, Zhao Yonggang discovered that his prayer seemed to be very effective—of course, to be precise, it was because of his honest heart that he guessed right.

After the two finished assembling the greenhouse, they drank a glass of water on the sofa in the living room, and then Jiang Ling opened the treasure box she had brought all the way.In fact, it is a lunch box, or a bargain that can be seen everywhere in the supermarket.Because Jiang Fuan bought the Disney insulated lunch box at home and needed it for breakfast, and Jiang Ling needed to bring lunch to the villa.

At this moment, the bottom layer is covered with a layer of napkins, which is full of water and swollen.There are four rows and ten rows of seeds above, half soaked in the water, and the seed coats have been slightly broken.

Jiang Ling touched them cautiously, and her eyebrows and eyes curled up—it's great, alien plants don't speak alien languages.She was pretty sure they were all awake.Even the thinnest and most sleepy four are no exception.And now, they're thirsty for light and nourishment...and preferably "white mist"!
Different from the chattering of a group of children, the forty seeds have the same requirements, so their intentions merge into one, which is very obvious and full of vitality.Jiang Ling received this attachment, and she narrowed her eyes to savor it carefully for a moment.

Zhao Yong had just gone back to strengthen the information on the twin lotus, so at this time, he took a closer look and was sure that the twin lotus seeds had spit out tender red buds one or two millimeters long. He couldn't help being surprised: "Sprouted so soon?" I just bought it last Friday.Usually three or four days.

Of course, Jiang Ling would not reveal that she contributed "White Mist" as a nutritional supplement, but raised her head and declared to Zhao Yonggang: "This is the root."

Zhao Yonggang was powerless, and argued again: "That's what I meant! Isn't it the same?"

Jiang Ling carried the box to the restaurant: "It's different. It's like your feet and your hands."

Zhao Yonggang couldn't laugh or cry, got up and followed behind: "Then what are you going to do now?"

Jiang Ling opened the door of the greenhouse and got in: "Let the children sit down—not stand upside down."

Zhao Yonggang couldn't help, so he looked around the restaurant boredly, then went to the window and looked at the rain outside.

It got bigger and bigger.so……

——Hey, I can only bicker to relieve boredom!

……

Jiang Ling quickly planted one flower pot and one seed.Then, a small piece of each rare element was melted into [-] milliliters, and divided into [-] milliliters per plant with a graduated cylinder.Finally, Jiang Ling set the temperature, humidity and lighting, as well as the day and night cycle—this is to imitate the original environment.

The greenhouse lights came on, and a burst of joy rushed towards Jiang Ling.But soon, joy turned to greed.

"more and more……

More! 』

——Then each string of your flowers blooms a little more?
"Satisfy, drink enough, and cool off...additional meal!"
Drive as much as you want! 』

——Three flowers?Four flowers?Five flowers?
"Simple! 』

——Six flowers?Seven flowers?Eight flowers?
"Additional meals..."

——What is the extra meal?Was it the water and medical stone that were originally placed in the flower pot, or the solution added later?

"...White mist! 』

—— Nine flowers?
"White mist!white mist!white mist! 』

Jiang Ling got out of the greenhouse, thought for a few seconds, and then decisively deleted the night in the day-night cycle, checked the equipment wiring and so on, and called it a day.

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The two returned to the living room.

Jiang Ling opened the box: "This thing is really redundant, it is shockproof."

Zhao Yonggang smiled: "Come on, it's useless if you say it, people are thinking about it every day these few nights."

Jiang Ling was puzzled: "Didn't it mean it can't be used, what's the situation?"

Zhao Yonggang stretched his waist: "The people who said this have tried it, and there are more people who haven't tried it-the heart will not die until the Yellow River!"

Jiang Ling laughed: "I'm on Xingwang. How about you?"

"Rest." Zhao Yonggang has training tasks for the past few days. Although he is receiving subsidies, he is tired.Then he said something strange: "Isn't Starnet the same as Skynet?"

Jiang Ling looked directly back at Zhao Yonggang's eyes: "The translation is too bad."

Zhao Yonggang felt puzzled and wrong: "It's just a name..."

Jiang Ling looked away: "The translation into 'Skynet' distorts the original meaning."

Zhao Yonggang took a slow beat, and finally found the most enlivening sentence: "It really is a professional!"

Jiang Ling narrowed her eyes habitually: "If there is a chance, I must change it."【※】

—Women!These are all trivial matters!
Zhao Yonggang shook his head imperceptibly, and then loudly booed to express his support: "Yes! Change, must be changed!"

Jiang Ling glanced at Zhao Yonggang with a smirk, then turned back and continued to work on her.

Zhao Yonggang didn't know why, so he slowly raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, feeling a little cold on his back.

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On this day, Jiang Ling went to Ruisen's website, looked at the cultivation records of some top-quality twin flowers, and stared at the supply records accurate to three decimal places.Those nutrient records are different, some pay attention to sunlight, some pay attention to trace elements, and some pay attention to soft environment - music, happy growers.

And there are...

Pay attention to everything.

The only thing they have in common is that none of the cultivation methods of famous masters can be successfully repeated by others—maybe because the flower experts left behind when they announced the cultivation methods, or because imitators are not as dedicated as professionals.

When I got tired of watching, I just prepared lunch.

Hu Haiyan made a pot of roast beef in the morning, and Jiang Lingsheng brought it over in an insulated box.Then she fried shredded tofu with celery, and cooked a seaweed soup, and quickly served it to the table—a meal-sharing style.

Zhao Yonggang is not picky about food, although he secretly muttered: women are troublesome.But it tastes good anyway.He ate and drank enough, looked at the rainy weather outside, sympathized with some people, and said to Jiang Ling: "You don't need to bring some tomorrow, I will show you a trick, the scallions burst the lamb tendons!"

Jiang Ling was full of interest: "Authentic? Good!"

Zhao Yonggang breathed a sigh of relief - he finally got rid of "eating soft rice", but he has been teased and laughed at since last Friday!
(End of this chapter)