At that time, he was ignorant and thought that if he was good at cooking, he could open a restaurant to make money. With the support of his brother, he opened a restaurant in Kyoto, but ended up losing tens of millions of dollars.
Ten million is nothing to him, it's just pocket money.
It's just that he couldn't accept his failure, so he went abroad to study dishes from various countries and participate in chef competitions.
At such a young age, he has won gold medals in international competitions for three consecutive years.
But these are not enough, far from enough.
He also wants to open a restaurant in Kyoto and get up from where he fell.
It's just that he has very strict control over raw materials, and has also thought about setting up his own raw material base like the private chef in Kyoto, but he knows nothing about planting and breeding.
If you purchase directly from abroad, one is that the cost is high, and the other is that you do not have the initiative.
Knowing the existence of Fuwang Farm, I actually had a purpose in mind. I wanted to inspect this farm. It would be best if we could cooperate. Even if we couldn't cooperate, we could still learn some experience and build a farm myself in the future.
The next day was foggy.
Xu Qingzhi looked at the last open space, which was a large open space near the road used to plant sunflowers.
Melon seeds are simply a must-have for eating, watching TV shows, and just picking them up when you have nothing to do.
Xu Qingzhi wanted to eat it, so he wanted to plant it.
In addition, I had memories of sunflowers in the past.
At that time, she got a few melon seeds from her classmates. When her grandma went to the public land to plant vegetables, she casually threw the melon seeds into the vegetable field.
When I planted it, I just casually told my grandma.
Later, several small melon seeds really grew into sunflowers.
She was already in junior high school at that time and could only come back once a week. The sunflower common area was a path for some children to go to elementary school.
There were five sunflowers, but when she came back from a weekend vacation, there were only three left.
Two of them were taken away.
She was angry for a long time, her eyes were red from crying, and she asked her grandma: "Grandma, who, who, who is the bad guy who took away my sunflowers? Is he such a bad person?"
Grandma coaxed her: "They must be those bad kids who go to school. When grandma meets them next time, I will help you beat them."
Just like when she was a child and she fell on the ground and it hurt, her grandma would act strangely and hit the ground twice, as if to support her.
But Xu Qingzhi was already a junior high school student, so she already knew that her grandmother was coaxing her with her words.
I don’t know who picked it, and since it’s a child, grandma will definitely not hit it.
At that time, Qingzhi was already sensible enough. After crying for a while, she figured it out and stopped making trouble.
But the three remaining sunflowers, growing tall in the vegetable field that was only half a length long, were really eye-catching and beautiful, but there were no other accidents.
She had a whole day off and would visit from time to time.
No one in his hometown has ever grown sunflowers. Xu Qingzhi thought it was too novel at first, and since he grew it himself, it became even more rare.
The head of the sunflower will change direction as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
When I came back later, the petals started to fall off and they were no longer as beautiful.
Xu Qingzhi stopped going to the fields to see, after all, it was not close to home.
Until one day, grandma was sitting on the verandah and pointed to the nail on the wall of the house. There was a tightly tied red plastic bag hanging on the nail.
"Qingzhi, grandma has harvested the melon seeds you planted. Go and take a look."
Xu Qingzhi opened it and saw three sunflower seeds, just like a handful held in both hands.
Moreover, there are many flat ones that don’t look very good.
She ate one, and it tasted different from the melon seeds she usually cracked. It was raw and tasteless.
She has grown many things since she was a child, from broad beans, loofah, to these melon seeds.
Once the joy wore off, she stopped caring.
It wasn't until the second year that my grandma said that the sunflowers in the field were blooming.
Xu Qingzhi was eating spicy fish tail at the time. Siha gasped for air and couldn't react, so he asked his grandma: "Where did the sunflower come from?"