Nine-tiered fairy lotus

Chapter 119 Rhythmic Laughter

Early the next morning, Hu Tu went to the city impatiently.

First I went to the health center to buy some pillows and tubes for hanging needles, and then went to the bookstore to buy a book on plant disease treatment. When I came back, I passed the flower and bird market and bought a lot of nutrient solution and nutrient soil.

Anyway, now that he is not short of money, he has everything he needs ready.

At the beginning, he was not in a hurry to take out the diseased plants, but checked the information first, and carefully designed a treatment plan.

There are two reasons for doing this: one is to wait for the golden marble tree to get better and it will not be so difficult to treat; the other is to make sure he knows what he is doing.If because of his recklessness, he killed the 150-year-old tree that could have been saved, then he would be like Luo Ping, and it would be too late to cry.

"After all, it's six to seven million." Hu Tu said cautiously to himself, and then added, "Besides, it is very difficult to save it."

The first plan he designed was formulated based on Hu Xiaolian's understanding of the treatment process of diseased plants.In the process, he rummaged through the books to find out all the relevant content, and revised it seven or eight times in the middle before completing the draft.From cleaning up the soil, rotting the rhizomes, to selecting the site of the infusion, the preparation and dosage of the infusion are described in detail.

But the time for the first attempt was delayed by another two days.At that time, the condition of the leaves of the diseased plant was a little better than before. After he took it out, he put it into the nutrient soil and watered it, and then quickly inserted the infusion tube according to the established plan.

After it was done, he let out a long sigh of relief and said, "I hope it will be effective, at least it won't go bad too quickly and too obviously."

Every half an hour, he will observe and record the status of the diseased plants, take pictures with his mobile phone, and compare them with the previous ones.In the rest of the time, he flipped through books to try to learn more, and when he felt tired, he made some nuclear sculptures to take a rest, but it passed quickly.

Six hours later, the diseased plant showed a slight change, not for the better, but for the worse.The leaves that had been recovered had become wilted again.It's not as bad as before, but compared with the original photos, obvious traces can already be seen.So, he hurriedly put the diseased plant into the space, handed it over to Hu Xiaolian for treatment, and carefully observed and compared it again to analyze the possible reasons.

"Sure enough, it's not a simple matter. Maybe it's a problem with the preparation and dosage of the infusion solution?" Hu Tu guessed.After observing, he suddenly discovered something, "Could it be that this is related to the transmission speed of these colorful lights? Yes, I almost forgot that these colorful lights may be energy. Doesn't its transmission speed represent the speed of the input liquid?" Do you need to use it? It’s a pity that we can’t determine how much energy these colorful lights represent.”

Thinking of this, Hu Tu excitedly made appropriate adjustments to the plan.

Knowing what went wrong, although there is no way to solve it immediately, he still feels that he is one step closer to a successful treatment.Let the diseased plants recuperate in the lotus space for one night, and the situation is better than before, and the next day Hutu will try again.

This time, he adjusted the flow rate of each infusion tube according to the calculated results, and still observed and recorded the results every half an hour.The golden marble tree persisted for nine hours before it showed a slight wilting state, but it was much better than the first day. "The effect is pretty good. I just don't know if it's due to the cultivation in the lotus space, or because I adjusted the dosage. Either way, it's better."

Because there was no definite reference data, which set up obstacles for his next adjustment plan, he could only make some detailed adjustments based on what he learned during the day and combined with the results of his observations during the day.

For example, get more sunlight, water scientifically, and put the flower pots into the space together, so that this golden marble can grow in a more suitable environment.

It was like this for several days.

Until a week later, the golden marble, which had been basking in the sun for a day, not only did not wilt, but was more energetic than when it was moved out in the morning, he knew that he had saved the dying tree.

"Okay!" Hu Tu danced excitedly, "You can try not to enter the space at night, and see if you can hold on."

At this time, the golden marble tree is no longer as wilted as before.Not only did some leaves return to their original blue color, but even new shoots emerged.

And even at night, it didn't get any worse.In March, the weather warms up, the grass grows and warblers fly, and the flowers are blooming like a brocade. It also gives birth to new leaves by the spring breeze.Although it's just a bud that hasn't grown yet, it's a proof of new life.

"Hahaha, it's finally done." Hu Tu felt a very fulfilling sense of satisfaction, not just for money, but more like he had done something great. "Why don't you post it on Moments, this is an 'open and above board' thing, it would be a pity not to take the opportunity to publicize it."

Hu Tu selected nine representative pictures from the pictures and materials recorded these days, each of which can clearly see the change of some plants from death to life.There are only nine identical words in the copywriting, "Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

Not smiling enough to express excitement, not smiling enough to hide inner excitement.

After a short while, Chen Guotao, who is used to scrolling through Moments, saw this message and responded: "Is this the bonsai of Brother Luo? Did you save it?" After a few seconds, he replied again, "Damn it, you make so much money, people are envious, jealous and hateful!" Then, like a voluntary propagandist, he forwarded this message and attached a text, "The bonsai worth a million is brought back to life like this Yes, give my brother a thumbs up."

Hu Tu saw Chen Guotao's repost, and immediately replied nine words: "Hey, hey, hey..." Such a rhythmic laughter, as if he could hear his laughter, was full of secret joy and pride.

Chen Guotao replied: "Don't say anything, I'm convinced, from today I will call you brother, please hug your thigh!!!"

"What an unexpected joy!" Hu Tu secretly delighted, then thought for a while, and replied, "Please call me Brother Hu!"

Suddenly, Xu Qiuyu popped up, and then Hu Tu responded: "See if you can do it. It's enough for you to take over the character 'Hu' of my male god, but you still want to take over the full name in vain? Do you want to lose face?"

Hu Tu replied: "Yo, younger siblings are here. It was your boyfriend who took the initiative to recognize him, and I didn't force him. So, you should also call me Brother Hu."

Xu Qiuyu first handed out a few bloody knives, and then wrote: "Nowadays is a society where men and women are equal, how can relationships be discussed from the man's side, Pin Qiu calls me sister, Hu Tu brother, you have to call me too My sister is right. @三口well”

Sankoujing is Wang Pinqiu's account. After a while, she saw the news and replied: "How can you talk about me when you talk about you? Your sister—I, is still single!" Then wrote , "@骑勾找Donkey, Hu Tu, it seems that I underestimated you, you are not only lucky, but also very strong. Come on!"

The news had already spread, and at this moment, friends who added Hutu friends, friends who asked about the bonsai, classmates and even strangers came one after another, which made him a little overwhelmed.However, he saw Wang Pinqiu's words for the first time, and replied immediately: "I have always been based on strength and supplemented by luck."

Before putting down the phone, Wang Pinqiu immediately replied: "Really? Why do I think your luck is the main thing, and the strength is the second? Envy, envy, hate +1."

Hu Tu wrote happily: "Actually, it's all the same, luck is my strength."

Wang Pinqiu didn't answer any more.She has always been taciturn in the circle of friends, and it is unprecedented to be able to reply a few words.

(End of this chapter)