"As long as you like it, there's nothing wrong with it."
Qi Mingye carried the baby to the sofa, put him down, picked up a seven-star grass in the basket, and played with it in his hand, "Does the baby know what it is just for?"
"Well, of course I know. Baby has grown it himself before, not only that, but also this, this, this... Baby has seen all the herbs in here, but they are not as good as those grown by daddy."
Gu Yuanbao pointed at other herbs in the basket and passed them one by one with his little finger, with a look of reluctance on his arrogant little face.
Just because he is young doesn't mean he knows less.
When it comes to medicine, no one may know more than him.
Thinking of this, Gu Yuanbao became unhappy.
His poor medicine garden, he hasn't had the chance to go back and see it for so long.
I wonder if Mo Ran has asked someone to take good care of it for him. Otherwise, when he goes back, there will only be a piece of withered grass left, which is so sad...
"Have you planted it? Where!"
Qi Mingye was slightly stunned, staring down at Gu Yuanbao's delicate and handsome face, a strange color flashed through his pupils.
These flowers and plants may seem ordinary, but most of them are rare herbs. It is not easy to get even one. Otherwise, how could Qi Mingye regard them as treasures?
But not only did the baby see them all, he even said that he had grown them all!
Is this kid really as harmless as he appears?
Qi Mingye opened his collar, leaned on the sofa, and glanced at him unintentionally, "Well, kids, you can't lie. These herbs are not easy to grow. How old are you, do you know how to grow them?"
"Of course I know!"
Gu Yuanbao has always been a child, and when he sees his abilities being questioned, or even by his own father, he becomes arrogant.
He reached out and took the black-rooted seven-star grass from Qi Mingye's hand, pouting.
"Black clay, plus pure natural fertilizer, the cultivation temperature is 37 degrees Celsius, which is close to the normal body temperature of the human body. The humidity is 55 degrees. It does not like the sun. The most important thing, and the key point that determines whether the black root seven-star grass can survive, is the soil plowing method.
The soil cannot be turned manually. The environment where black-rooted seven-star grass is grown is relatively humid and the roots are extremely fragile. If it is damaged even a little bit, it will become braided, so you must use specially cultivated insect pupae to replace manual soil turning."
Gu Yuanbao finished speaking in one breath and raised his face coldly, ╭(╯^╰)╮!
Anyone who dares to underestimate Uncle Bao will be punished.
"..."
Qi Mingye stared at the little guy's arrogant little face, and an indescribable surprise kept filling his heart.
But more of a shock!
Even if the baby is extremely talented, there must be an excellent environment for him to be exposed to things that ordinary people have no access to.
Qi Mingye's narrow eyes narrowed, reflecting a ray of light, "That's okay. Since you know it so clearly, do you know where the most suitable place for the growth of black-rooted seven-star grass is?"
"Country M, on the east coast of Galas Island, is the natural place where blackroot seven-star grass grows. I used to live not far from there, so of course I know!"
"Live very close?" Qi Mingye raised his eyebrows.
"Forget it, it's just that there is..." Helicopter.
As the last four words came to his lips, Gu Yuanbao finally realized that he had been fooled.
Xiaojun frowned, "I won't tell you."
Qi Mingye smiled, crossed his slender legs handsomely, and reached out to rub the top of Gu Yuanbao's hair, "Then wait until you want to say something."
There was a sharp light at the corner of his evil mouth, Country M, the east coast of Galas Island...
