The manager stepped forward and said: "Miss, Mr. Ma is here."
When the woman turned around, it was Han Jieyu, one of the three beauties in the imperial capital.
Han Jieyu was wearing a white dress, standing there like a white lotus in full bloom, holy and beautiful. At this time, her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she had inextricable sadness, which made people look extremely pitiful.
Qin Haodong secretly sighed, it was indeed like a flower explaining a language, and a wonderful jade producing fragrance.
He has seen many beauties. Although Han Jieyu is beautiful, he only admires her.
The young man named Mr. Ma in front of him was dead. At this time, he was standing there like a wood carving and clay sculpture, staring straight at Han Jieyu, as if he had lost his soul.
Han Jieyu frowned, obviously extremely dissatisfied with this person's performance. She said coldly: "Mr. Ma, could you please help me find out what happened to the flowers in this flower shed? Why did they all wither overnight?"
"Oh!" The young man came back to his senses and said confidently, "Miss Han, don't worry, I, Ma Yuanchao, am here to ensure that there will be no problems with the flowers here."
Ma Yuanchao does have this confidence. His teacher is Zhang Tianda, the chief academician of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. Although he is just 30 years old, he has been rated as an associate researcher of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, which is equivalent to the level of associate professor. He is among the younger generation of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.
The elite among them.
Han Jieyu originally invited Zhang Tianda this time, but unfortunately Zhang Tianda was away from home, so he gave this task to his most proud student.
In Ma Yuanchao's view, such a trivial matter as curing sick flowers was of little use to him and not worth mentioning at all.
He was a little unhappy at first, but when he saw Han Jieyu, he immediately became as excited as if he had been given a shot of blood.
It can be seen that this woman likes these flowers very much. As long as she shows a little bit of her skills and cures these flowers, she will definitely win her heart, and maybe even get a beautiful woman in her arms.
Hearing that Ma Yuanchao could cure the flowers in his garden shed, Han Jieyu's expression softened a little and he said to an old man in his sixties next to him: "Mr. Zhang, please introduce the situation of our garden shed."
Just as the old man was about to step forward to speak, Ma Yuanchao said first: "No introduction is needed. In fact, flower diseases are very simple. It is nothing more than problems with insect pests, soil, diseases, varieties, etc.
In front of our professionals at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, these are minor problems that can be solved quickly."
The old man's expression changed. Although he did not have a high level of education and had never entered the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, he had accumulated a lifetime of experience in flower breeding and was a famous florist in the imperial capital. If it were as simple as Ma Yuanchao said, these problems would not be solved by him.
It's all been solved long ago.
He was naturally dissatisfied with Ma Yuanchao's arrogance and said coldly: "Then let experts from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences take a look at what's wrong with these flowers."
Ma Yuanchao naturally saw the old man's dissatisfaction, but he ignored it and said to Han Jieyu with a flattering look: "Miss Han, please don't worry, give me 20 minutes, I will definitely find the root of the problem."
After speaking, he opened the tool box, put on a pair of gloves, took out a magnifying glass and started to look carefully inside the flower shed.
Qin Haodong ignored these people, and no one noticed his presence. They just wandered around the flower shed minding their own business.
It might be difficult for him to detect the problem in other places, but here there are flowers everywhere. As Emperor Aoki, these plants are equal to his eyes, nose, and ears, and he quickly found out where the problem lies.
After turning around for a while, he returned to the crowd.
At this time, Ma Yuanchao was holding a magnifying glass in his hand and observing a pot of gold-rimmed roses. This pot of roses originally grew very lushly, but now they were withered and yellow, and the blooming flowers had shrunk, and they were dry and without any breath of life.
The temperature in the flower shed was very high, and Ma Yuanchao didn't seem to be able to find the source of the problem. He had an anxious look on his face, and the sweat on his forehead dripped heavily into the flower pot.
The old man named Zhang looked at his watch and said in a cold voice: "This expert from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences has been here for half an hour. Didn't you say that you can find the source of the problem in 20 minutes? Isn't it time for the results to be obtained now?"
Ma Yuanchao had an annoyed look on his face. He was full of confidence at first, but after seeing these flowers, he found that they were not consistent with the knowledge he had learned. He searched all the memories in his mind and could not find the problem.
Where.
He even had a video call with his teacher Zhang Tianda just now, but Zhang Tianda couldn't determine the reason for the withered flowers.
He put away the magnifying glass, raised his head and said with an embarrassed look: "This... the problem here is really too complicated.
I have to take the soil samples and diseased flowers back here for detailed testing, but don’t worry, Miss Han, as long as you give me three days, I will be able to find the root cause of the disease in the flowers."
Han Jieyu originally had great hopes for this expert invited by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, but after hearing what he said, his face immediately darkened.
Just over ten hours have passed since the problem was discovered last night, and less than half of the flowers have withered and died. If we wait for another three days, even if the problem is found, I am afraid that there will no longer be a living flower in the entire flower shed.
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The old man named Zhang sneered: "You were so sure just now. You said you could find the root of the problem in 20 minutes. Now it takes another three days. Are you able or not?"
Just then a clear voice said: "Is he dying, should I do it?"
Everyone followed the sound and saw a handsome young man standing there, looking at everyone with a smile.
When he heard this man say that he was not good, Ma Yuanchao said angrily: "Who are you?"
Han Jieyu said in surprise: "Mr. Ma, isn't this the person you brought?"
Ma Yuanchao said: "I don't know him."
Seeing that he was not Ma Yuanchao's entourage, Han Jieyu asked dissatisfiedly: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Although this young man looks very handsome, she is currently worried about the flowers in the flower shed, and her mood is extremely bad.
Qin Haodong smiled and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Qin Haodong and I am a doctor."
Hearing that he was a doctor, Ma Yuanchao shouted angrily: "Doctor? As a person who treats people, what qualifications do you have to make irresponsible remarks to me here? Do you think you can cure these flowers?"
The other flower experts also showed disapproval. Only Han Jieyu's face turned pale when he heard the three words Qin Haodong. Grandpa just mentioned this person to him yesterday, but he didn't expect that he would come to the door today.
In her impression, the young man in front of her was a ninth-grade master, and he was definitely someone not to be messed with.
Fearing that Qin Haodong would kill Ma Yuanchao if he got upset, she hurriedly said: "Mr. Ma, please stop saying a few words."
But Ma Yuanchao was just an ordinary person who didn't know about the struggles between big families, let alone the horror of a ninth-grade master. These words sounded to his son like Han Jieyu's disdain for him.
He immediately shouted: "Miss Han, please believe me. I guarantee you that our Academy of Agricultural Sciences is definitely the leading expert in flowers. He has absolutely nothing to do about problems that we can't find."
Han Jieyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he turned to Qin Haodong and said, "What are you doing here?"
The same question, but now it has a completely different meaning than before.
Just now she was just asking a stranger, but now she was facing a ninth-grade master-level expert who dominated the imperial capital.
Qin Haodong smiled and said, "Your grandfather even sent your dowry to our Tang Sect. I always want to come over and see you."
After he said this, Ma Yuanchao's expression suddenly changed. He didn't expect that the goddess in his mind was already betrothed to someone, and it seemed that it was an arranged marriage. The two of them had never even met, and yet they were engaged by their family.
.
He shouted angrily: "Miss Han, what kind of era is it now? How can there be arranged marriages? Don't pay so much attention to it, but dare to stand up and resist the bad feudal habits..."
Ma Yuanchao spoke impassionedly and filled with righteous indignation, but Han Jieyu didn't even look at him and continued to say to Qin Haodong: "I can recognize the engagement with you, but if you come to the door like this, even if you get my people, you can't get mine."
Heart."
"Ms. Han, you can't give up like this. You must dare to fight against arranged marriage. Don't worry, I can help you..."
Ma Yuanchao shouted hard from the side again, but Qin Haodong still ignored him and said to Han Jieyu with a smile: "Miss Han, what do you think I can do to win your heart?"
Han Jieyu said: "If you can heal my garden full of flowers, my heart will be yours from now on."
Qin Haodong's handsome face showed a charming smile, "It's a deal!"
He is the Aoki Emperor, and asking him to cure diseases of flowers is as simple as eating and drinking water. If it weren't for some special reasons, he can make these flowers come back to life with just a snap of his fingers.
Although no one paid attention to him, Ma Yuanchao never wanted to be left alone and shouted again: "Boy, don't hold on. Even the experts from our Academy of Agricultural Sciences can't find the problem with these flowers' diseases. How could you possibly
Good treatment!"
Qin Haodong gave him a cold look, this fly was really annoying.
"Experts from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences are not gods. Today I will open your eyes to what it means that there are people outside the world and there is a sky outside the world."
As he spoke, he reached out and picked a dried rose from the gold-rimmed rose pot at his feet. It was a bud that had been in bud before, but unfortunately it suddenly withered and turned into a dry bud.
Ma Yuanchao shouted: "Boy, what are you doing? Even if it can't be cured, don't destroy these flowers!"
Han Jieyu also frowned slightly, obviously very dissatisfied with Qin Haodong's behavior of picking flowers, but at this moment, her two big eyes suddenly lit up.
Qin Haodong stretched out his hand and flicked the bud. The withered and dead gold-rimmed rose not only immediately regained its vitality, but also bloomed instantly. An extremely delicate gold-rimmed rose appeared in front of her.
"Ms. Han, first time meeting, a little gift!"
Qin Haodong said and sent the rose in his hand to Han Jieyu.
"Thanks!"
After recovering from the shock, Han Jieyu stretched out his jade hand to take the flower. Han Jieyu was obviously extremely satisfied with Qin Haodong.
Holding the gold-edged rose in front of her, she gently closed her eyes and sniffed the tangy floral fragrance, which made her extremely intoxicated.
Ma Yuanchao was also surprised, but then he shouted: "Boy, this is just a little trick, a deceptive trick. If you have the ability, you can save this garden full of flowers."
He indeed thought so. How could someone make a withered rose bloom again? It wasn't a god. He must have used magic to remove the withered rose.
After hearing what he said, everyone else nodded and focused their attention on Qin Haodong.
"Don't worry, I'll show you what I can do now."
After Qin Haodong finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the void in mid-air.