Ye Tian still gave the money. He had the spiritual liquid. Zhao Sheng couldn't grow perfume roses, but he could.
"Xiaoye, I think we should buy some fertilizer and plant roses." Chang Zhongxin reminded.
"Mr. Chang, there's really no need!"
"Let's go back!"
Ye Tian didn't explain much and took Chang Zhongxin back to Fenghuang Village.
"Village chief, what have you been doing?"
Some villagers on the road shouted that winter was about to come and there was nothing to do, so the villagers were visiting each other and strolling around.
“Plant flowers!”
"Who has extra flower pots?"
"I have some at home. Please wait, Village Chief. I'll send it to you."
When the villagers heard that Ye Tian needed flower pots, they were very enthusiastic. Even an eighty-year-old lady came out carrying flower pots.
"Third Auntie, I'll do it myself." Ye Tian hurried over.
Father Ye Liang next to him glared at him several times. What season is it now? Why are they still planting flowers?
"It's getting more and more out of control."
"Dad, your granddaughter wants to plant it."
The next second, Ye Liang pulled out the Biluo that he had planted at home.
"Give my granddaughter the seeds!"
"Dad, aren't you changing your attitude so quickly?" Ye Tian protested.
"Get lost! You can't grow anything and disappoint my granddaughter. Just wait and see."
"By the way, what flowers did you buy?"
Ye Liang was also wondering what kind of flowers Xiaomi wanted to plant?
"Yueji, you don't understand!"
Ye Tian found a car, loaded the flower pots, and headed towards the farm.
The workers were asked to place the flower pots in the greenhouse to allow them to adapt to the temperature before taking out the seeds.
Under the spiritual eyes, there should be no problem with these seeds.
“Try it!”
Ye Tian got some soil, selected two seeds, put them in the soil, and then poured spiritual liquid on them.
After waiting for a long time, there was no response at all.
"Isn't it possible?"
Ye Tian was a little dumbfounded. The spiritual liquid didn’t work either?
"Stop it!"
I took another flowerpot, replanted the seeds, and watered it with more spiritual liquid, hoping that the perfume rose would come out soon.
Still nothing.
Ye Tian squatted beside him, blinked his eyes, and picked up the seeds again.
"There's nothing wrong with this seed, what's going on?"
The seeds are brown in color, with a rough, slightly angular seed coat, and are the same size as wheat.
“Have you ever grown flowers?”
At some point, Wu Shuang walked in from the door and looked at Ye Tian unhappily.
"Of course I haven't planted any. I planted all those small chrysanthemums."
"Can it be the same?"
"Rose flowers need to be germinated. These seeds should be protected by the growers. You bought them without asking any questions."
"Protect?"
Ye Tian watched Wu Shuang spit on the seeds, then began to rub them, rubbing off the seed coat.
"How do I use this thing?" Ye Tian pointed stupidly.
Even if he had spiritual eyes, Ye Tian felt that the seed coat had a protective function and should not be removed.
"You know nothing."
"Old Wu, this is prepared for Xian'er." Ye Tian obviously threatened.
When Wu Shuang heard that it was Chen Xian'er who used it, his expression immediately turned serious. As a young Taoist priest, he was a little afraid of Chen Xian'er.
"It needs to be placed in 40°C warm water and soaked for six hours before it can sprout."
"This spiritual fluid of yours will probably increase the speed. If people used to grow flowers, they would first mix the seeds with moistened sand and place them in a container."
"It will take about a month for the seeds to germinate after freezing at night and thawing during the day."
Ye Tian listened and nodded repeatedly. It seemed that Mr. and Mrs. Zhao were also "incompetents" and did not know how to grow scented roses, so they failed to grow them.
Heat the spiritual liquid and pour the seeds into it.
In just 30 minutes, the seeds sprouted. Ye Tian hurriedly dug the soil again. This time, Ye Tian also dug the sacred soil in the mountain god space.
When digging the sacred soil, I also looked at the egg. The egg was still there, still under the sacred tree.
"This egg?"
"Forget it, just get lost."
Ye Tian no longer thought about the egg. He watched the seeds take root and sprout in the soil, then grow rhizomes and grow rapidly.
Wu Shuang also praised repeatedly, saying that the power of the spiritual liquid was really great.
Among the emerald green branches, a unique fragrance is already emitted even before the flower buds form.
The flower bones grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the petals came out, the fragrance and the most distinctive golden petals made Ye Tian couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
The fragrant rose appeared in front of Ye Tian like poured gold.
Each petal is simply a work of art.
A pot of flowers can fill the entire greenhouse with fragrance.
"This smells so good."
"Hurry up, get a few more pots, I want some too."
Wu Shuang became excited and started moving the flower pots.
Ye Tian looked at the scented roses, suddenly thought of something, and patted Old Wu.
"Can this thing be used to make wine?"
"Wine making? Hundred Flowers Wine?"
"you!"
Wu Shuang's eyes lit up. Using flower petals to brew wine was an ancient method. Only the ancient and traditional sects knew how to brew liquor this way.
"Are you sure?"
"Just tell me, do you have it or not?" Ye Tian quickly reminded Wu Shuang.
"have!"
“Then start planting!”
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