The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 150 Ginseng Fruit Tree
"Planting trees?" Zhan Jinfeng was startled, not knowing what Chunyuyue meant. Would the eighth prince just let him plant trees so easily?

Chun Yuyue looked up at the small lantern building full of red trees, and smiled: "Ginseng fruit tree!"

Ginseng fruit tree? !
Even Chen Shaoyan couldn't help but looked up in shock, is there really a ginseng fruit tree in this world?
But Zhan Jinfeng was not too surprised. She saw a lot of ginseng fruit in the supermarket, and the taste was average. She didn't like to eat it very much, but later saw on TV that someone cultivated ginseng fruit into the shape of a human being, and finally one fruit could be sold. To 200 RMB...

Thinking of the two flushed Grandpa Mao, she couldn't help but straighten her eyelids, catching up with the price of gold...

Seeing that her expression was calm and unmoved, Chunyu Yue raised the corners of his mouth, it seems that this little girl should know about ginseng fruit.

Zhan Jinfeng thought for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Since the Eighth Highness asked me to plant ginseng fruit trees, do you know if there are seeds?"

Chunyu Yue shook his head: "I once planted one in the mansion, but because I didn't know how to plant it, the ginseng fruit tree died in the end."

died?So there is nothing left?
She frowned slightly, and Chen Shaoyan couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, ginseng fruit trees are precious things, and now there are no seeds, how can they be planted?"

Chunyu Yue lowered his eyelids, as if he was also caught up in this problem.

Zhan Jinfeng thought about it, and reached out to touch the black jade bracelet on his wrist.

"Your Highness, I wonder if I can go to the mansion to have a look."

Chunyu Yue was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, let's go now."

Chen Shaoyan looked at Zhan Jinfeng thoughtfully, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Zhan Jinfeng raised his head and smiled at him: "It's okay."

The soft words lifted away the heartache, like ripples on the surface of calm water, Chen Shaoyan felt relieved, and then slowly left with the two of them.

Chunyuyue's carriage was parked not far from Mianqi Villa. The carriage was very inconspicuous, no different from ordinary people's carriages, but inside the carriage was slightly different. Inside the bird cage, a kingfisher with a slender beak flew up and down in the cage, singing softly.

Zhan Jinfeng looked at this kingfisher curiously. Generally speaking, wild birds are difficult to breed into domestic birds, especially kingfishers, which would die soon after being caught, but His Highness the Eighth Prince was able to raise it in a carriage!
She was a little surprised, and couldn't help but glance at Chunyu Yue, only to see that he was leaning on the cushion, closing his eyes and feigning sleep.

Not long after, the carriage stopped, Zhan Jinfeng was a little surprised, did the palace arrive so soon?

However, after getting off the carriage, I realized that this was not the imperial palace, but the villa of His Highness the Eighth Prince in the outskirts of the city.

Seeing that it is not very far from Mianqi Villa, but still separated by a large farm, you can vaguely see the continuous tent roofs of the villa.

Zhan Jinfeng was startled, and then suddenly realized, no wonder the eighth prince would know.

The Biezhuang is not big, but it is very straight, as if it is a condensed body that condenses the purification of the garden. The rockery is a little smaller, but it looks very delicate and beautiful.

There were servants constantly saluting to His Highness the Eighth Highness on the road, but they kept silent and just bowed their heads to salute. The Eighth Highness ignored it and walked straight in.

Passing through the garden on the rockery outside and through the corridor, the three of them gradually came to a quiet garden. The yard was full of exotic flowers and plants, and the shelves were full of wisterias, but now the garden was in a depression, with only a few sporadic pieces. The dead leaves are still hanging on the tree.

Chunyuyue's footsteps did not stop, he led the three of them through the desolate garden, and there was a small stone house not far in front, and several ground fires could be faintly seen around.

It's a greenhouse!
Zhan Jinfeng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but take a closer look.

This is an ancient greenhouse, the structure of which is the same as that of ordinary houses, but in order to create a fire under the eaves, people use charcoal fires to warm the greenhouse and maintain the temperature.

Chunyu Yue pushed open the door, and everyone walked in.

The conservatory was thriving, in stark contrast to the depression and dilapidation outside. She glanced around, but did not find any fruit, and the most planted here were exotic flowers and weeds.

The precious peonies, some are inlaid with gold edging, some are inlaid with silver edging, and there are flowers of various colors, and even one flower blooms gorgeous flowers with four gradient colors.

Zhan Jinfeng was completely shocked, even though there were so many peonies, she had seen very few varieties.

She couldn't help being amazed, she deserved to be the conservatory of the royal family.

Chen Shaoyan glanced at Zhan Jinfeng's expression, and couldn't help but curl his mouth slightly.

Not long after, Chunyu Yue stopped in front of a huge flowerpot.

It is said to be a flower pot, but it is more like a big vat, about half a person high, the soil is pitch black, and it is very fertile at first glance, half of the plants are inserted in it, and they are completely dead, only a broken dead branch is exposed, inserted there .

Zhan Jinfeng frowned slightly: "Your Highness, is this the ginseng fruit tree?"

Chunyu Yue nodded, "That's right."

She thought for a while, then stretched out her right hand with the black jade bracelet, seemingly gently stroking the dry branch, but she was actually quietly probing.

The dark green light on the table flickered slightly, and it didn't take long before it quietly penetrated into the dry branches, slowly crawling across like a weak snail.

Zhan Jinfeng was overjoyed, it worked!One's bracelet is effective for dry thing, too!
Thinking about it, it seems to be true. Aren't those medicinal materials just some dry goods?

Thinking of her, she straightened her face, turned her head expressionlessly, and said, "Your Highness, this tree is dead."

Chunyu Yue nodded, of course he knew.

"But the root is still there. Are you sure the root is dead?" Chunyu Yue lowered his eyes and said calmly, "If you can help me grow a living, I will fulfill a wish for you, okay?"

wish?

Zhan Jinfeng was stunned for a moment. Her biggest wish now is to hope that her grandmother can let go of her mother... Can this also come true?
She raised her head and looked at Chunyu Yue.

However, Chun Yuyue smiled slightly. This woman is really extraordinary. The world knows that he is His Highness the Eighth Prince, but dare to look at her so blatantly. Except for her, I have never seen a folk woman!

"Yes, including people in your family."

Chunyu Yue calmly persuaded him. For some reason, he had an intuition that this woman would definitely be able to support this dead tree.

However, Zhan Jinfeng was horrified, Chunyuyue's thoughts were so delicate, did he know everything?
For a moment, she couldn't help but think of the battle between the prince and the fourth prince in the palace, and then she took a deep look at Chunyu Yue.

Chen Shaoyan caught her eyes and couldn't help but marvel in his heart. Zhan Jinfeng was very thoughtful and smart.

Chun Yuyue laughed, and pointed to the big vat: "Tomorrow I will order someone to send this thing to Mianqi Villa. I look forward to the good news from the girl!"

Zhan Jinfeng thought for a while, nodded yes, and then backed out with Chen Shaoyan.

(End of this chapter)