After I Picked Up the Immortal Bottle

For the next two days, Li Zhe ran around the mountain with two dogs every day.

In addition to picking oranges for Mi Caixuan, Li Zhe puts more of his mind on searching for wild medicinal materials.

A few days ago, a ginseng plant sold more than hundreds of thousands, which is not a small temptation for him.

After running for two days in the back mountain, I could not dig wild ginseng, but found some other medicinal materials, as well as wild mountain mushrooms such as matsutake, chicken silk fungus, hericium erinaceus, raspberry, wild wolfberry, thorn fruit, etc. Needless to say waiting for wild fruits.

In these two days, Li Zhe has spent a lot of energy practising the "Xiaobuyushu" he got from the Yujing bottle...

He found that when he used the small rain technique, the rain that fell was better than soaking in the Yujing bottle, and it had a stronger ability to stimulate plants.

It’s just a pity that it should be because he has low mana or no mana. Every time he casts a small rain cloth, the summoned rain cloud is only the size of a pot cover. If you want to irrigate a large area of ​​the orchard, it is still far away, at most Drizzle one.

Moreover, the display is very exhausting, and it can't be used several times a day.

The only gratifying discovery was that with the increase in the number of times the small rain cloth technique was used, the "Rain Cloud" released each time also increased significantly.

The most important thing is that every time he casts a spell, there will be a trace of ‘airflow’ in his body. This slight airflow slowly circulates in the body, the warmth will not disappear.

"Is this thing the true spirit in the legend?" Li Zhe also had speculation in his heart.

Some changes in his body seemed to confirm his guess.

The physique is getting stronger and stronger. Carrying a hundred catties of fruit in a bamboo basket is like carrying a chicken. I run in the morning and run wildly around the hill for an hour. My face is not red and breathless. I climb the tree and touch the bird eggs. The speed of the tree is almost Faster than a monkey...

"Haha, Lao Tzu, is this the rhythm of becoming a master of martial arts? Oh, no, I practice immortality, what a master of martial arts, I will become a **** in the future!"

After YY, watching the sun rise, Li Zhe finished his morning run and took two tired dogs with his tongue out and went home for dinner.

Humming a little tune, as soon as I returned to the door, I saw a commercial Buick parked there. The two men bought by my father Li Weiguo and Mi Caixuan were moving the oranges picked the previous night to the car together.

When Li Zhe came back, the two young men greeted him enthusiastically.

After installing the car, one of the young men took out his wallet, took out a wad of money and handed it to Li Weiguo: "Today is still three hundred catties, twenty per catty is six thousand yuan, uncle, you count!"

"No need to count."

Li Weiguo grinned happily, Baoshan has been farming for so many years, and he never thought that it would be so easy to make money in the past few days, earning 6,000 a day, and earning the money of the previous year in a few days.

Huang Erlai, who was walking in the village, saw a car parked in front of Li Zhe's house, and he leaned in curiously. He heard a conversation next to him. When he heard that the orange was 20 yuan per catty, his eyes flashed.

There are oranges in his own greenhouse, and there is no market for them.

"Two brothers, do you collect oranges? We have them in my greenhouse. They are all mature. Unlike their orange trees planted in the mountains, they are not mature at all, so sour! Don't be fooled by them... "

Huang Erlai walked forward directly, nodded and bowed to the two Mi Caixuan's buddies, and did not forget to belittle Li Zhe's oranges.

Seeing Huang Erlai, Li Zhe's face suddenly fell.

This guy is not a good thing. He used to be a **** in the village, and he did anything wicked.

Li Zhe’s family has been raising fish. One year, Huang Erlai went to steal fish at night and was caught. It didn’t take long for the fish ponds to be poisoned. Using his ass, he knew that it was Huang Erlai’s revenge, but there was no evidence. So now Li Zhe is full of disgust when seeing him.

"Fuck off, you are not welcome here!"

"Oh, this road is also your home! Little bastard, no matter how arrogant, believe it or not, your fish pond will have an accident again this year..." Huang Erlai grinned and threatened with a yellow teeth.

Li Zhe wanted to rush forward angrily, but was held back by Li Weiguo.

Huang Erlai still wanted to get close to the guy, but the two guys didn't even look at him, and they were about to leave.

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Huang Erlai was anxious, "Oh, boss, my oranges are the best in Murakami, and the price is cheap, as long as you are fifteen, or ten yuan is fine!"

The two guys glanced at him with silly eyes and sneered: "We bought enough, we bought it for ourselves."

Then he bid farewell to Li Zhe and drove away.

Looking at the car going away, Huang Erlai was filled with disappointment, and then turned to look at Li Weiguo: "Old Li, you are so unkind. If you have money, everyone can make money together. Don’t tell me about such a good business, anyway. It's from a village, and you know that my oranges are almost impossible to sell..."

Li Weiguo is a good old man and he is not angry. He smiled and said, "People buy food privately. They are not fruit vendors and don't buy too much. They are also Xiaozhe's friends and will take care of the business."

Staring at the six thousand red ticket in Li Weiguo's hand, Huang Erlai was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. Why didn't he have such a tyrant customer!

...

Liuhe Hotel is a four-star hotel, like Mi Caixuan, located in the most prosperous commercial street in the city center, facing away.

Since Mi Caixuan was named one of the first Michelin restaurants last year, Liuhe Hotel's business has begun to decline sharply.

"Boss, there are a lot fewer guests today."

The supervisor Feng Qiang walked into the boss's office with an ugly expression. If the business continues like this, it will not be long before he can get out.

Wei Wuliu threw the phone on the table, pointed it at the phone, and said with a headache, "Tell me what's going on? Why do my regular customers go to Mi Caixuan! Little Ma's recent years But I’ve always eaten here, I’ve never been to Mi Caixuan, and Lao Li, shit, tell me what the **** is going on!"

How the **** do I know?

Feng Qiang roared in his heart, but he dared not show it on his face. He could only smile and pick up the phone on the table to look at it.

It's the WeChat Moments page. When I look at the dynamics above, it is all the scenes of dinner at Mi Caixuan made by VIPs from Liuhe Hotel.

After hesitating for a while, Feng Qiang couldn't help whispering: "Boss, maybe you can call and ask if we have offended someone? This needs to be understood."

Wei Wuliu rubbed his head severely, grabbed the phone, thought for a while, and then called an old customer.

"Oh, Da Ya, I haven't seen you for dinner these days. Did you miss it? Where did you get rich recently...Ah, in Mi Caixuan? Oh, haha, I'm tired of eating in my shop. I want to change my taste... Ah, good, free to drink..."

After a while, Wei Wuliu hung up the phone with a gloomy expression and took a deep breath, "Go, find someone to Mi Caixuan, order an orange fruit plate, and go!"

The supervisor Feng Qiang was at a loss: "Boss, we have the fruit plate, why should we go to Mi Caixuan?"

"Don't talk nonsense, go!" Wei Wuliu slapped the table angrily and roared.

In fact, in his heart, Wei Wuliu also felt that the old customers were entertaining themselves, and these expensive bosses were full of praise for what orange fruit plate was delicious.

"Okay, boss, I'm going now!"

Feng Qiang hurriedly ran away, secretly cursing his boss whether he was scheming, dismissing his competitors' business as not good enough, and going to contribute to others' turnover.

I found the waiter, put on a suit and pretended to be a customer, and went to Mi Caixuan to buy a plate of orange fruit.

"Boss, is Mi Caixuan all funny? A fruit plate sells for 188. I heard that it has just risen. Isn't it just a few oranges? It's just to catch customers!"

The waiter brought a beautiful fruit plate and placed it on Wei Wuliu's desk, and couldn't help but say.

The fruit plate at Liuhe Restaurant is only fifty-five or sixty-six, and the most expensive is no more than eighty-eight. It is originally an appetizer, selling 188, which is crazy.

Wei Wuliu stared at the fruit plate for a while, and he tore open the plastic wrap suspiciously, and stabbed an orange from the inside into his mouth.

As soon as the fruit was bitten in his mouth, Wei Wuliu said to his heart: It's broken!

He quickly grabbed a few oranges and stuffed them into his mouth. There was no luck in his heart, no wonder the customers ran to Mi Caixuan.

Seeing Wei Wuliu's expression, Feng Qiang curiously squeezed a piece and tasted it, then shouted: "mmp, Mi Caixuan, where did the oranges come from? They are so delicious!"

This matter is serious, and Mi Caixuan has such a magical orange, the official and business tyrant will definitely run there without problems.

For the rich, the price is a fart, as long as it tastes good, even the 998 fruit plate will never blink.

"Boss, I will check their supply and try to intercept them all. If the oranges can be sold by our Liuhe Hotel in the future, maybe it will be the means to suppress Mi Caixuan..." Feng Qiang said flatly.

"Don't talk nonsense, do it quickly for Lao Tzu! You can't figure it out, don't be the supervisor in the future!" Wei Wuliu said annoyedly.

Feng Qiang hurried out and started looking for someone to investigate. The hotel supervisor's salary is quite good. If you lose such a good job, where to look for it in the future.

...

Mi Caixuan, business has been booming these days, and people from the upper class that are rarely seen on weekdays have all appeared one by one.

"Uncle Yue, are you here again today?"

Mi Yun personally came out to receive a sallow-faced middle-aged man in a thin suit.

Yue Shan, a well-known real estate company in China, felt like a big-time figure in Jiangcheng.

"Xiaomi, who made your restaurant have such delicious oranges? There is no way not to come. I still had a meeting, and I rejected it all."

Following Mi Yun into a luxurious private room, Yue Shan began to urge: "Give me a few plates of orange fruit plate. I came late yesterday and I didn’t enjoy it. I have to pack a few portions today! It’s really strange, only after eating this orange. , I can eat!"

The waiter brought the fruit plate, Yue Shan picked up the fork and ate it. As soon as he ate a piece, he was shocked and praised: "It's delicious! It's delicious!"

"Well, Xiaomi, go and serve me a light dish for my uncle. Hey, that's great. Now that I eat this orange, my appetite is better."

Mi Yun was very surprised. Her father and Yue Shan are good friends, and the two are familiar with each other, but she knows that Yue Shan has mild anorexia and serious old stomach problems. She usually eats delicacies from mountains and seafood, just like suffering. When did she praise the food for delicious ?

Can this orange cure even anorexia?

After serving Yueshan some signature dishes, Mi Yun asked Zhou Dequan: "How many oranges are there in the kitchen?"

Zhou Dequan tried hard to shut his breath, cursing in his heart why he was greedy, and cautiously said: "There is still more than a hundred catties, it is enough for today."

A mouthful of oranges, **** it, crying without tears.

Mi Yun nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "You go call Lao Qian, and let him bring two security guards to follow me. I'm going to find the boss who buys oranges in person."

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