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    What¡¯s so strange about Lao Feng¡¯s orchids?  In the eyes of the Japanese, this is a huge curiosity.

    Look at the two orchids planted in this broken pottery pot. There are a few sparse and thin green leaves, surrounded by a bunch of flower buds in the middle. These flowers pop up directly from the soil, like half-opened white lotuses, pure and white.  There is also a slight yellow in them. The elegant tone and green veins make them look as small and delicate as jade carvings.

    Besides, its gorgeous petals are like the fairy peach in the Tiangong, and it is like the fingertips from the fairy. The lines are full, the beauty is natural, and there is an indescribable elegance and taste, which is in line with the spiritual pursuit of the Japanese.

    The Japanese don't like those colorful things. You can tell by looking at the clothes they wear. They are all shirts. People in Taoyuan Village like to wear colorful or patterned ones. The shirts the Japanese wear are either white or blue.  Yeah, at most add a stripe, it's not too tight, that's how they like it.

    Of course, these are the feelings of the Japanese. In the eyes of Mrs. Feng, these white and broken flowers are not unusual at all. She has many of them at home. Mengmeng has loved growing flowers since she was a child.  There were so many orchids that she couldn't even fit them in, so she moved them all back home. There were two pots in one room, and there were a lot of them in the corridor, like leek seedlings.

    Because the broken pottery pots and rotten tree stumps were too pickled, Mrs. Feng was too lazy to move the two pots in the canteen. Unexpectedly, some Japanese were interested in them.

    Who is Mrs. Feng? She is a human spirit among people. She immediately thought of the sky-high price of orchids in Japan. Judging from the reactions of these Japanese people, maybe her orchids are worth a lot of money. Well, it is kind of interesting.  She observes first.

    The Japanese studied this pot of orchids carefully and kept talking incessantly. Nowadays, orchid craze is popular in Japan. It happens that Yamamoto Taro is such a person who loves orchids. The more he looks at it, the more delighted he becomes. From the depths of his eyes,  He burst into enthusiasm and shouted loudly:

    "Lotus petal crown lotus! Gentlemen, this is the "treasure among flowers" lotus petal crown lotus. It is a rare treasure. Miyata-kun just bought one last year and it cost 8,000 Ahem, you should all listen.  I said it before. There are two of them here, and they are even better. God of sunshine, China is really my blessed land! Tian Jun, ask her how much these two orchids cost?"

    "How much? Hahaha," Mrs. Feng smiled happily. She narrowed her shrewd eyes and said, "You Japanese are so discerning. This is an orchid that my old lady spent thirty years raising.  , there are only two of them in the world."

    She put on a nostalgic look and slowly told the story: "Thirty years ago, it rained heavily one day, and the thunder and lightning that day were scary. I still remember clearly that day when I went to the mountain  While collecting herbs, I was chased by a venomous snake for a long time. I didn¡¯t know how far I walked, but I was about to be overtaken by it. Guess what? At this moment, it stopped raining and thunder stopped.  Two rainbows appeared, and a fairy stood on top of one. The fairy was so beautiful. She killed the poisonous snake in just two strokes. Before I had time to take a closer look, the two fairies disappeared.  Then these two orchids appeared on the ground. I knew at that time that this was a good thing, so I dug them back home with a lot of effort and raised them for thirty years before they became what they are today."

    Mrs. Feng's ability to make up stories is very good. She tells it to Mengmeng every day and she has already practiced it. But the Japanese don't know it. They understand one thing. These two orchids are God-given treasures.  , no wonder he has such a fairy-like appearance.

    "Ten thousand yuan," Yamamoto Taro said loudly: "Tian Jun, you tell her ten thousand yuan, I bought it from her, no, no, no, ten thousand yuan to buy one plant, twenty thousand yuan, RMB  .¡±

    After listening to the translation, Mrs. Feng straightened her face and waved her hands to drive away the Japanese: "Go, go, don't lie to my old lady here, you Japanese are so bad, you think I don't know,  One orchid can be exchanged for a building or a skyscraper. I have read it in the newspaper. If you still want to lie to me, go to hell. Two orchids in my house are worth at least 200 million."

    As soon as he said this, Oda was shocked at first, and then the Japanese were also shocked. I bet this old woman knows the market. Look at this ordinary small shop, but there are sky-high orchids hidden in it. This ordinary small mountain village  , there are also precious wild vegetables and Ganoderma lucidum, not to mention precious medicinal materials such as Dendrobium officinale. Oh my god, what kind of place is this? The legendary paradise is nothing more than this.

    Seeing Mrs. Feng¡¯s angry look, Yamamoto Taro knew that his wishful thinking had failed. He originally thought he had found a big leak, but he didn¡¯t expect to meet an expert here.

    He faced Feng?

    The Japanese came back faster than expected. A week later, they came to Lao Feng's house with cash. Even the translator was changed. It was a young man whom they did not know. I heard that he worked in a Japanese company.  His surname is Zhao.

    Xiao Zhao said confidently as soon as he came up: "Old lady, Mr. Yamamoto has brought you the money. Can we take these two orchids away?"

    "No," to his surprise, Mrs. Feng said very mysteriously: "My two orchids were transformed by fairies, how can I give them to you casually? There must be a set of rituals, what about Yamamoto, you let me  When he comes here to wash his hands, he must wash them three times."

    Today there are only people from the Old Feng family in the house, and the rest are Japanese. Old Mrs. Feng has closed the door tightly, and also sent Xiao Jin to stand on the courtyard wall to make sure that no one can come in and discover the sky-high price of their home.  The orchid, such a valuable treasure, must be tightly covered.

    The old couple has already discussed that this ritual is a must. Today the whole family put on the most decent and fashionable clothes and surrounded the orchids with serious faces.

    The precious pot of orchids was placed in the middle of the table. Several plates of fruit cakes were served in front of it. The most special thing was that there was a small piece of broken wood carved into the shape of a human.

    This scene looked quite bluffing. Yamamoto Taro and his Japanese subordinates all obediently washed their hands and followed Mrs. Feng¡¯s instructions, standing aside and watching silently.

    Old Man Feng was wearing his bright red Bagua cloak, holding a bowl of rice in his hand and mumbling something. Even he didn't know what he was talking about. Anyway, it was all nonsense. He walked around the table three times.  , he respectfully placed the bowl of rice in front of the orchids, then he lit a stick of incense and gave a few to Taro Yamamoto.

    "Yamamoto-kun, come and pay homage to the Orchid Fairy. Let me tell you, this fairy is very effective. After you pay homage to her, the longer your orchids will grow, the better. Don't believe it. I paid homage to the fairy a few days ago, and it's amazing."  I found a new orchid on the mountain, old lady, bring out our orchid and show it to Mr. Yamamoto."

    Mrs. Feng quickly brought out a pot of brand new orchids from the room. It was a lotus petal with a plain crown, and the flower on it was even edged with red, which made Taro Yamamoto look straight at it.

    "Master Rizhao, this is the legendary mutant orchid!"

    Taro Yamamoto was so excited that he almost jumped up. He wanted to rush over to study the pot of orchids in detail, but Old Man Feng pulled him back and motioned for him to offer incense to the Orchid Fairy.

    In the face of the iron-clad facts, Taro Yamamoto had to believe that the lotus petal plain crown was already very rare. Unexpectedly, a variant of it appeared, which was even more precious. Such a probability was quite rare among orchids, and he couldn't help it.  Do not believe.

    He straightened his face, showed the most pious attitude, respectfully offered incense to the sacred orchid fairy, and then couldn't wait to see the pot of mutant orchids.

    Mengmeng was standing on the side wearing a small skirt, watching the Japanese people offering incense. She was smiling. She picked up the broken piece of wood from outside, and the carvings on it were randomly carved by her grandfather. Even the  She could have as many pots of mutant orchids as she wanted with just a move of her fingers, and she could make any variety out of them. According to her grandma, she had made a lot of money this time.

    Mengmeng smiled happily and heard her grandfather deceiving the Japanese: "Yamamoto-kun, let's cooperate" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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