Lu Qingquan frowned, wondering if there was something wrong with his eyesight.
Or...
"Uncle Lu, when we came here that day, we saw Brother Xiaoyang picking tea leaves from the tree and roasting them on the spot."
Li Xiaoqi saw Lu Qingquan's confusion and took out his mobile phone to show the video he had taken before.
When Lu Qingquan saw this, he had to believe it.
This is the fact.
"Little brother, please forgive me for asking a question, but could you please let me take a branch and use it for grafting?"
Zhao Xiaoyang was stunned when he heard this.
He really never thought about grafting to others.
Seeing this, Lu Qingquan immediately said, "Little brother, are you in trouble? If you have any requests, just ask!"
"this……"
Zhao Xiaoyang frowned. "It's fine if you want to cut a branch and graft it, but... I'm afraid you won't be able to grow it!"
Li Qiangdong, who was standing next to him, was immediately happy when he heard this.
This guy actually doubted that a tea tree expert couldn't grow tea trees?
What a joke.
Li Qiangdong thought he was waiting for a good price, so he waved his hand and said, "Little brother, why don't you name a price?"
"Xiaoyang, for my sake, just sell the tea branches to Uncle Lu! At worst, I'll buy all the cherries you have!"
Li Pingan also echoed, as if he suddenly found a sense of existence.
As for Li Xiaoqi, she looked at Zhao Xiaoyang with a pitiful look.
"No, it's not about the money."
Hearing this, Lu Qingquan also said: "It's okay, little brother, money is not a problem."
"Never mind, I'll get the saw."
Zhao Xiaoyang felt that the explanation didn't make sense, so he turned around and went to the woodshed to find tools.
It's just a grafted branch, just cut it off and give it to them.
Talk about money?
How hurtful.
I'm not a stingy person, buddy!
Seeing that Zhao Xiaoyang really took out a saw and was about to start sawing without saying a word, Lu Qingquan's face changed and he hurried over to hold him back.
"No, no, no, little brother, let me do it! This is the precious tree left by your grandfather, you can't damage its vitality."
"All right."
Zhao Xiaoyang looked indifferent.
Lu Qingquan secretly wiped the sweat off his face.
He didn't know that this tea tree was planted casually by Zhao Xiaoyang, and thought it was the life's work of Mr. Zhao.
This kid even doubts whether he can plant trees. If he is allowed to do it, wouldn’t it be a waste of resources if he uses too much?
Then, Lu Qingquan took action himself and carefully cut off a branch with a few white buds emerging.
"bite!"
"Nanshan White Tea [One Star], cut branches!"
"Break away from the host's bound farmland, and the star effect is lifted."
When Lu Qingquan cut off the branch, Zhao Xiaoyang suddenly received a prompt from the system.
He subconsciously looked at the annotation and immediately understood.
It turns out that once these system crops are out of their control, their star bonus effects will be cancelled.
In other words, the section that Lu Qingquan cut off might be able to survive if he went back and grafted it.
However, all he could get was at best an ordinary white tea tree.
Zhao Xiaoyang naturally would not tell the other party this fact.
Some things have to be experienced personally before people know what it means that something cannot be done!
Just as Lu Qingquan was carefully observing the branch that was prepared for grafting, Li Qiangdong came over.
"Brother Li, after grafting, can this kind of tea be grown?"
"It's hard to say."
Lu Qingquan shook his head and said solemnly: "It should be said that the chance is very small!"
"The quality of a white tea tree depends on many factors, from climate to soil, as well as the growth process of the mother tree itself, which is a series of trials and tribulations."
“So the key to conserving famous teas is still the mother tree!”
After that, Lu Qingquan walked towards Zhao Xiaoyang, shook his hand, and said gratefully: "Young man, whether it succeeds or not, I want to thank you first."
"Hey, you're welcome. It's just a branch. If it's not enough, you can get more."
As he spoke, Zhao Xiaoyang waved the saw again.
Anyway, it would be of no use to Lu Qingquan if he took it back, so what if he chopped it into ten or eight pieces?
Since I have already done this favor, I might as well sell it to the end!
But when Lu Qingquan heard this, he was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, absolutely not."
"Little brother, please take good care of this tea tree. If you have any difficulties, please feel free to tell me."
Lu Qingquan's face was full of sincerity.
His family has traveled all over China for generations, looking for the mother trees of precious tea trees, not just to make money, but more importantly to protect and inherit them.
You should know that 68% of the plants on Earth are on the verge of extinction.
This kind of top-quality tea tree should naturally be cherished.
"Hey, I don't have any problems. I just want to inherit the wasteland left by the old man and start my own business!"
Zhao Xiaoyang said modestly: "The village gave this piece of land to you to farm. I'll see if I can grow some fruit. If not, I have to return it to the village at the end of the year."
When Zhao Xiaoyang said this, Lu Qingquan's face changed drastically: "What? How can this be possible?"
"This tea tree was carefully cultivated by your grandfather. Its value is immeasurable!"
Ahem…
Zhao Xiaoyang couldn't help but clear his throat.
I just said it casually, but he actually believed it.
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