Chapter 21: Keeping a Grass as a Pet,
After closing the door and easily dismissing everyone who asked for the bill, Zhuang Buyuan was a little embarrassed when facing Zhao Min's request.
"Uncle Zhao, do you really want to be a manor servant?"
Zhao Min's request is simply sick to those who dream of living a life of dying in Zhuangbuyuan.
To put it bluntly, the servants of the manor are serving people. This kind of poison in the era of the manor owners is difficult to accept, such a young man in the new era, which is not far away from the manor.
Besides, Mr. Zhao has worked hard all his life and has finally retired. He has children and daughters, so he doesn’t have to worry about food and drink. How good is he to retire at home?
"I've decided, I want to be a servant in the manor." Zhao Min said.
"Uncle Zhao, think about it carefully. You can spend time with your family and grandson... you don't have to farm here."
"In my life, I have never done anything promising. I don't want to be confused when I get old and live a mess, waiting to die. I have thought that I can't accomplish anything myself. If I want to do something big, I can only choose to follow the right person... Master Manor, you are a person who does big things."
Me? A person who does big things?
Zhuang Buyuan doesn't feel it.
"I read a WeChat message yesterday and said that if you really want to do anything, it will not be too late to start. I am over 60 now, but I am healthy and have no illness or disaster. No matter what, I can live for ten years. I don't want to be successful, but I want to live a life of a good life and ask the owner of the manor to help me."
Zhuang looked at Zhao Min not far away.
At this moment, Zhao Min was not because of the power brought by his identity card, nor because of the pleasure of forced buying and selling, but because of his own pursuit.
Zhuang Buyuan knew that there were a lot of poisonous chicken soup circulating in WeChat Moments, but there was no doubt that the bowl Zhao Min drank was not poisonous chicken soup, but a bowl of fresh chicken soup.
"Brother Zhao, please give me more advice in the future."
Zhuang Buyuan handed over a card.
"Three-hour part-time servant card".
Zhao Min took the servant card and obviously knew what it was. Tears flashed in his eyes. He stroked carefully and then put them solemnly on his chest.
The dark and matte minion card flashed and then stuck to his left chest.
"The manor servant Zhao Min received a three-hour part-time servant card."
"The loyalty of the manor servant Zhao Min is increased to loyalty."
"Congratulations to the owner of the manor, you have the first official servant. You can enable the servant development system for this servant, upgrade your skills, and improve your servant's working ability."
“You have accomplished your achievements…”
A series of messages came.
"Music development system...Bo Zhao, do you have any experience in farming?"
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In the afternoon of the manor, the shadows of trees swayed and the breeze was particularly cool.
Even the scorching sun reduced its power in the manor and turned into a white spot of light in the sky.
Zhuang Buyuan and Zhao Min squatted next to the vegetable field, staring at a tender bud that was slowly emerging.
"It sprouts and sprouts!"
“It looks no different from ordinary plants!”
"Mansion...Master, you might as well go back and rest. I will take charge of it here." Zhao Min said.
Zhuang Buyuan always felt that the title of owner of the manor was really a bit ashamed. He asked Zhao Min to call him Xiaozhuang, but Zhao Min refused.
After compromising twice, he became the owner of the manor. This name was the nickname of Zhuang Buyuan when he was in college. Zhuang Buyuan had a high acceptance.
"It's okay, I'm curious." Zhuang Buyuan stared at the four leaves in front of him slowly growing up, from the size of rice grains to the size of bean sprouts.
"Why do I feel that this thing grows very slowly?" Zhuang Buyuan got used to the growth rate of the vegetable field like time-lapse photography before. Now, looking at the slowly unfolding leaves, Zhuang Buyuan felt a little too late to wait.
Sure enough, people cannot spoil.
The one planted in the vegetable field is the "curly curled Hankong grass" obtained by Zhuangbushi by "expressing experts".
After Zhao Min became a part-time servant in the manor, Zhuang Buyuan immediately exchanged a book called "primary planting" and gave Zhao Min. 1,500 points, which was very expensive, but Zhuang Buyuan's curiosity could not be blocked by such a few points.
At this time, Zhao Min looked at the seedlings in the field and felt a strange calmness. While watering Hankong grass, he smiled and said, "The owner of the house, usually, special crops like this need to be planted in the flowerbed. The vegetable field is not nutritious enough, and the quality of the growth may not be good. Moreover, the fertility of a vegetable field can only be planted in such a tree. Hankong grass is something that requires about a third-level flowerbed to grow on a large scale."
That's right, they just planted one tree. Zhuangbuyuan originally planned to plant ten trees, but unfortunately Zhao Min said that the vegetable field was not fertile enough and could only cultivate ordinary crops. The rare output of Hankong grass requires particularly harsh conditions and requires careful care. It cannot be seen like ordinary output.
During the planting process, Zhuangbuyuan did see several times, and Hankong grass showed signs of withering. Fortunately, this little guy's life was quite tough, so he finally survived.
Unlike Zhuang Buyuan's worriedness, Zhao Min was very confident about planting this Hankong grass. He quickly fertilized and weeded. After busy work, four small leaves soon grew to the size of marbles.
Hankong grass is blue-green, round and smooth, crystal clear, and faintly translucent.
The four small tender leaves curled inward, like two small hands holding each other, extremely delicate.
If you didn't see with your own eyes that this thing was planted from the ground, Zhuang Buyuan would even feel that it was actually carved from gems.
Next, Hankong grass grew even slower, but Zhao Min kept turning over soil, watering and fertilizing it. After an hour, the village was not far away and felt that this little thing seemed to have grown a little bit longer.
"Master, please dig it out of the soil next and try not to damage its roots." Zhao Min said.
"Is it planted?" Zhuang Buyuan carefully dug out Hankong grass with a small shovel, gently shake off the soil, and hold it in his palm.
"Now I have passed the childhood period, and it depends on how the owner of the manor will raise it." Zhao Min held the palm of Zhuang's not far away in both hands, and also looked at the crystal clear little thing carefully.
Even in the era of the owners of the manor, a well-cultivated Hankong grass is the best among the best.
Hankongcao is a magical plant that has been domesticated by the owners of the manors. After the farm dug it out not far away, it felt like something was touching its consciousness. Its head was itchy and a little numb.
This is Hankongcao's consciousness trying to touch the village not far away. Although this little thing was planted, it has a simple consciousness and it is difficult to define its species.
Although the Hankong grass, which was planted by the manor's vegetable field, had already taken shape, its consciousness was still blank. Zhuang not far away carefully reached out and touched it, and the little thing curled up, like a small fist holding each other.
Not long after retracting his hand, his fist opened again.
Zhuang Buyuan felt that this little thing was so cute. He poked it several times, and suddenly it seemed as if it had poked something out, and felt a vague consciousness.
"It's so annoying, don't poke me again!"
"Ha!" Zhuang Buyuan smiled, and suddenly felt like he had a very cute pet.
Others raise dogs and cats, but raise grass by themselves?
"Master, you might as well find a suitable residence for it as soon as possible." Zhao Min looked at Zhuang Buyuan's curious behavior, and was amused and crying.
Chapter completed!