"Want flowers? I'm sorry, the store is making samples today..."
"Yeah, it's the Chinese New Year..."
Yi Jiao listened to the noise coming from downstairs and temporarily put down her pen.
Outside the table filled with examination papers, notes and books, there is a street that reveals a bit of joy.
Although due to the Chinese New Year, the nearby college students and workers have all gone back.
But the neighbors living here and those returning from other places still make this corner of the suburbs lively.
Through the transparent and clean glass, Yi Jiao lay on the window sill and looked outside.
In my memory, the deep alley has been obscured by a row of trees from the community greening project.
I heard that the entire area has been acquired by the government, but it seems that no large-scale construction is planned.
Some people say that a commercial plaza will be demolished and rebuilt there to compete with the big shopping malls in the city. This is justifiable.
Some people also say that it needs to be renovated and expanded to create a so-called local historical business card.
During the previous period, there was also a lot of commotion.
Yi Jiao naturally knew that what the latter said might be closer to the truth.
Nothing seems to have changed, maybe the only change is:
The trash cans that were once placed in the alley have been removed.
Perhaps among the people who live here, Yi Jiao is the only one who still pays attention to that trash can.
She still remembers that day, the shock and...excitement of that sudden glimpse.
At first, she thought she had come into contact with a real corner of the world.
And now it seems that that may be everything in a sense...
How lucky, Yi Jiao...
Yi Jiao was lying on the window sill, looking at the noisy and eager street scene outside, and thought like this.
This is her most relaxing way after studying.
Looking at the noisy crowd, he then raised his head to look at the brilliant scenery above the sky.
The secular and the extraordinary do not seem to be so separated.
Just like the stars so close on the plateau, they coexist harmoniously as if they are within reach.
How many days are left?
Yi Jiao looked back at the calendar hanging on the wall.
The once thick calendar now only has a thin layer left.
And just like the boy who was chopping wood and making a fire in the temple, he was finally called to the front of the temple by the Patriarch...
During this leisure time, Yi Jiao suddenly thought of her classmates and former friends.
People who have been through this for decades always look back on the ignorant emotions of their teens and twenties, viewing them as youthful and immature.
But for people at that time, it was real and there were not so many mixed emotions flowing.
Therefore, it will inevitably appear too gentle and sharp.
Yi Jiao naturally knew that her classmates regarded her as an alien and called her "King Juan".
At such an ignorant age and a restless time.
Someone like her who seems to have understood what she wants and is desperately trying to hold on to it is indeed unlikely to be recognized by the "mainstream".
This was a resignation she had no choice but to give up.
Even if her once close friends drift away, she has to grit her teeth and persevere.
Perhaps decades later, when time flies, I suddenly look back:
They will find that she is the most naive and rebellious one...
Because, practice is really a cool thing...
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"This prescription...the Way of Waidan?"
Bian Su looked at Fang Zi in front of him and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
At this moment, he was full of energy and blood, and he was only wearing a single coat on such a cold winter day.
Previously, after discovering the specificity of certain medicinal materials, Bian Su resolutely came to a city in the south.
Here, he spent many years of his family fortune and contracted to build a large-scale medicinal material production base.
And everything that happened later proved the forward-looking nature of his approach.
Although the output of a large amount of high-quality medicinal materials across the country has greatly impacted the medicinal materials market in related fields.
What is unexpected is:
The prices of these medicinal materials have not been depressed.
On the contrary, due to unrestricted acquisitions from certain channels, the transaction price has increased a lot compared to previous years.
Bian Su naturally knew the reason for this.
It was through this method that he was finally able to find his own path.
Therefore, Bian Su could not be more keen in this regard.
Today, when checking online orders, Bian Su accidentally discovered something interesting.
Biansu's current medicinal material production base, in addition to direct sales to purchasers, has also opened up online sales.
This was naturally Bian Su's own idea.
It's not all about money, Bian Su has his own plans.
In a sense, he and Bian Su were well-read.
Bian Su knew more or less about the information about Waidan.
After all, among the many existing records in this land that may involve real extraordinary inheritance, the figure of Waidan in the historical context cannot be ignored.
Especially when it is associated with many great names that have been passed down for thousands of years.
Of course, this kind of relationship is often not a good thing...
Bian Su had never considered the Waidan approach before.
Based on his superficial understanding of Waidan, that thing is not for ordinary people to use to achieve extraordinary things.
Not to mention idealism or materialism, the amount of heavy metal poured down is enough.
Therefore, Bian Su was a little curious.
Those who are still willing to toss the Waidan now are either reckless and ignorant "noobs", or they have some inheritance...
As for the latter, they probably have their own channels for purchasing medicinal materials.
Not even through this kind of unobtrusive form of online shopping...
So, is it a new "novice" who has gained some kind of inheritance, or is it a trap?
Bian Su looked at the contents of the online shopping order in front of him, feeling a little unsure.
Then, Bian Su looked at the specific address of the order, and then opened the mobile map.
It's not too far off, and it's even a relatively prosperous road.
In this case……
Bian Su's heart moved, and he, who had enough experience in the world of martial arts, immediately had a plan.
In this way, Bian Su turned on the computer expressionlessly, and then logged in to the customer service number:
"Hello, dear, this is the semi-herbal medicine production base. The order you just placed was selected as our [New Year-Lucky Grass]."
"We will send a blessing letter when we send you the express delivery."
"If you want to participate in this event: please be present in person, hold a blessing letter, record a blessing video and send it to me, and you will be able to win a lucky cash draw of 100 to 10,000..."
Then, Bian Su stood up.
Just as he was about to set off, he suddenly thought of something.
He turned around again, took a red envelope from the drawer, and stuffed a hundred yuan into it...