At this time, after hearing Hua Feng's words, Huang Lao's body was shaken and his expression changed: "You said you wanted to buy a tree, you said you could help me vent my anger, and you used the big banyan tree as an example. What is your purpose?"

"I'm a bad old man, with no power, and nothing left except a garden on a barren mountain. Of course, if you want my garden, there's nothing to talk about."

Mr. Huang's expression is very serious. This is his bottom line and he will never give in even an inch.

"Old man, don't worry." Hua Feng said quickly: "We will never have any ideas about your garden."

"Not only do we not have any interest in your garden, on the contrary, if possible, we will only borrow a few of your trees for use. We will definitely return the original ones afterwards." Fang Yuan said, "Of course, if you are always willing to sell the trees to

For us, that would be great."

"Borrow a tree?" Mr. Huang frowned: "What are you going to do by borrowing my tree?"

"Well..." Hua Feng glanced at Fang Yuan, gritted his teeth immediately, and said truthfully: "Old man, I'm afraid you won't believe me, but my brother is a Feng Shui master. He thinks your tree is...

Better Feng Shui trees can be used to arrange Feng Shui bureaus."

"Feng Shui Master, Feng Shui Tree, Feng Shui Bureau?" For a moment, Lai Qi was dumbfounded, his eyes full of doubt.

On the contrary, after Huang Lao was stunned, he didn't say he didn't believe it, but just asked: "You are a Feng Shui master, how can you prove it?"

If other people ask this, Fang Yuan will definitely not respond. After all, he is a Feng Shui master. This is a fact and does not need to be proved to anyone. The problem is that now that he is asking for help, he has to come up with some useful information.

.

Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and then looked at the huanghuali sapling next to Mr. Huang: "This tree seems to be sick."

"Sick?" The others were naturally stunned.

At this time, Mr. Huang's face changed slightly and asked: "Did you guess it, or did you see it?"

"In other words, I was right." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "No wonder..."

Fang Yuan paused for a moment and then fell silent, leaving people half-listened to but still not satisfied. Anyway, Dongfang Weiwei couldn't hold himself back, and his heart felt as if it had been scratched by a kitten: "No wonder, isn't this tree very good?

Where is the disease?"

"If he hadn't been sick, Mr. Huang wouldn't have brought the tree here and kept saying that he wanted to communicate with everyone." Fang Yuan said, but Mr. Huang was quite disappointed.

"So you guessed it." Mr. Huang shook his head and said quietly: "You have a good ability to figure out people's hearts."

"It's not a guess. I don't have the ability to see through people's hearts." Fang Yuan said bluntly: "It's just that although I can't see through people's hearts, I do know a little bit about the art of reading Qi."

"Looking at Qi." Huang Lao was surprised and very doubtful: "Can you look at Qi?"

"Know a thing or two." Fang Yuan nodded, pointed at the huanghuali sapling, and commented: "For example, this tree looks like it has green leaves and green leaves, and sprouts new buds, but it is actually strong on the outside and dry on the inside. It's very

Weak and angry, there must be something wrong."

"Really?" The others were surprised and quickly paid attention to Mr. Huang's reaction.

At this time, Mr. Huang's expression changed from gloomy to bright, and he was both surprised and suspicious: "Did you really see it?"

"Haha, old man, my brother is very powerful. He is from Quanzhou. He is the leading Feng Shui master." Hua Feng and Yourong Yan said firmly: "He said he could see it. That can't be wrong."

Huang Lao believed a little, because he knew what was wrong with the tree. As Fang Yuan said, if there was nothing wrong with the tree, he would not bring it to the flower market and let a bunch of old friends "

Diagnosis".

He originally thought that there were many experts in the market who might be able to discover the problem with the tree and come up with a treatment plan. Unfortunately, it backfired and he didn't mention it at all. No one noticed that there was something wrong with the tree. He never expected that,

Experts from all walks of life in the flower market could not see the hidden dangers of the tree. On the contrary, a young man with a sharp eye revealed the mystery with one word.

While Mr. Huang was surprised and doubtful, he also had some hope: "Can my tree be saved?"

"It's hard to say." Fang Yuan shook his head and said frankly: "I don't know much about the characteristics of plants. I am just a layman. I am the kind of person who knows the crux of the problem but cannot solve it."

"It's okay, you don't understand, I understand." Huang Lao said quickly: "You tell me where there is a problem, and I will solve it."

"No." Dongfang Weiwei was surprised: "Grandpa, don't you know that the tree is sick? Why do you still ask him?"

"I know the tree is sick, but I don't know where the tree is sick." Mr. Huang patiently explained: "I know it but don't know why. I know there may be something wrong with the tree, but I don't know the crux of it."

"How did you know there was something wrong with this tree?" Dongfang Weiwei asked.

"I have cultivated dozens of huanghuali saplings, and I have taken detailed notes on the growth pattern of each sapling." Mr. Huang smiled and said, "Just these few days, when I was watering the saplings, I discovered this sapling.

At the same time, other saplings had dried up their water, and only the roots of this sapling remained with many water stains."

"I observed the tree for several days and found that the tree had the same phenomenon, so I knew that the tree must be sick. However, after further research on the soil, root system, and insect damage, I found nothing. I don't know where the problem lies."

Huang Laosuo said with an eyebrow: "I suspected it was some kind of disease, but I couldn't find a clue, so I had to bring it to everyone for a look."

While speaking, Mr. Huang put down his guarded aloofness and said with a sincere expression: "My friend, if you know what the problem is, please tell me, or it may be the origin of some kind of disease. If you can study the principle clearly,

Maybe we can save many trees and plants that have died inexplicably.”

"This is not a disease." Fang Yuan shook his head and said: "In other words, this is not the source of infection as you always imagined. In fact, this is an accidental event with a very low probability, and it is not necessarily a bad thing or a good thing.

.”

"How do you say it?" Others were confused and didn't know what it meant.

"Everything has two sides, and blessings and misfortunes may come together." Fang Yuan said with a smile: "The same is true for this tree. In the eyes of the old man, it is sick and losing its vitality. This is a fact. But if it can survive this

If you can’t be imprisoned to death, then there will be a chance for a new life.”

"A turning point?" Dongfang Weiwei's eyes were misty: "What a turning point? Can you explain it more clearly? What's wrong with this tree?"

Fang Yuan didn't show off anymore, picked up the sapling, stretched out his hand and gestured: "There should be a piece of gravel stuck inside this place."

"What?" Everyone looked around and found that Fang Yuan was talking about the location of the tree root.

"You mean, there is sand in the roots of the tree?" Dongfang Weiwei asked in surprise: "Is it true?"

"It's not sand, it's gravel, hard pebbles." Fang Yuan corrected: "I think it should be like this. When the roots of the sapling were growing, they accidentally wrapped the gravel in it. Then after seven or eight

In 2016, not only did the roots take root firmly in the soil like a spider web, but the tree trunks also began to grow vigorously..."

"As the tree grew, the gravel gradually integrated with the sapling, and then the sequelae appeared. The gravel got stuck in the root system, affecting the speed at which the sapling absorbed nutrients, so the old man thought it was sick."

Fang Yuan said eloquently: "Of course, to a certain extent, it is indeed sick. But blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and it is a blessing in disguise. As long as the sapling continues to grow until it turns into a towering tree one day, Ka

The gravel in the tree trunk will also gradually metamorphose and become a treasure more precious than pearls."

"What is that treasure?" Dongfang Weiwei said doubtfully, "Have you seen it?"

Fang Yuan smiled and did not explain further. Inadvertently, he touched the boil bead bracelet on his wrist. No matter what kind of treasure the gravel in the tree would become, it would definitely be a long, long time later.

"It's not a disease, but gravel?" At the same time, Mr. Huang thought for a while, his eyes suddenly became fixed, and he said directly: "Lai Qi, go to the kitchen and lend me a sharp knife."

"Huang Lao, what are you doing?" Lai Qi hesitated.

"He said there is gravel at the root of the tree, so I'll just cut it open and have a look." Huang Lao said solemnly: "Anyway, if this tree continues like this, whether it can survive the spring is a question. In this case, I'll just

Treat a dead horse as a live doctor, give it a try."

Under Huang Lao's urging, Lai Qi had no choice but to borrow the knife.

During this period, Dongfang Weida poked Fang Yuan with his tender slender fingers and whispered: "You can do it. If you cut open the root of the tree and find that there is nothing inside, you will be finished."

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no problem." Fang Yuan confidently said that even if it was not gravel that stuck the tree roots, it was other debris that affected the flow of life in the saplings. He was very sure of this.

After a while, Lai Qi came back with two knives in his hand. One was a machete and the other was a sharp knife.

"Old Huang, are you really here?" Lai Qi put down his knife and hesitated: "You heard it too. Maybe this little brother is right. The sapling is a blessing in disguise and not a disease, so why bother with it."

Mr. Huang turned a deaf ear and personally broke open the mud that wrapped the roots of the saplings. Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense and bring me a knife."

Lai Qi scratched his head, looked apologetically at Fang Yuan and Hua Feng, and then honestly offered the knife with his backhand.

After Huang Lao copied the machete, he didn't hesitate at all. He first aimed the tip of the sharp knife at the root of the tree, then turned the machete over and hit it with the thick back of the knife. There were a few bang bang bangs, and the tip of the knife was effortless.

Submerged into tree roots.

"His!"

At this moment, a strange sound was heard, the tip of the knife got stuck, and the tree root juice overflowed. Then everyone smelled a faint and unique aroma.

"It is indeed a real huanghuali." Hua Feng took a breath of the aroma and marveled: "This aroma is addictive and you will never tire of it."

"It smells quite good." Dongfang Weiwei agreed very much: "It would be even better if it could be made into spices and used for fumigation."

"Even if there is such a spice, the price must be very expensive." Hua Feng said: "At least it is the price of genuine agarwood."
Chapter completed!