Chapter 240 239. Chat Bureau
late autumn.

The ginkgo forest at the foot of the mountain is golden, shining like a golden waterfall rolling back into the starry sky.

The fallen leaves float down like dots, like ink spots thrown in the golden river, painting an endless romance.

The whole place is filled with golden light, which is extremely beautiful.

Especially suitable for taking photos.

The next day, this was the scene Luo Yihang saw when he accompanied Old Man Yan up the mountain.

At the same time, there was another one that was actually being filmed.

Luo Yihang walked over and asked, "Why are you everywhere? Ding Xiaoman is coming over here?"

Luo Shaoan turned his head and called the boss, and replied: "No, I didn't chase the chairman today. Today was a chat session."

"What is a chat bureau?" Luo Yihang was puzzled as to where this new term came from.

"We just chatted together. Just now, a sister said that she was afraid to go out, but she wanted to fall in love and have sweet romance. She wanted me to show her the most romantic scenery. It's a pity that Yuchi Yaojin and the others left. Otherwise, she would not only be able to see sweet love, but also losers..."

At this point, a bunch of comments floated across the live broadcast screen in Luo Shaoan's hand.

[You keep scolding me! Keep scolding me!]

【Unfollowed! 】

There are many that cannot be displayed.

Each little mouth looks like it is coated with honey.

There is also a colored one floating over [5555~~ Promise me not to tell~~]

Luo Shaoan saw it and immediately replied: "Sister, you just told the 4,000 people in the live broadcast room."

[I am still young, I am not a sister. ]

"Oh, sister, I am eighteen years old, how old are you?"

[…Sixteen years and seventy-one months…]

"Ah?" Luo Shaoan was a poor student and was not good at arithmetic. He counted on his fingers for a long time.

Luo Yihang was helpless and nodded, "Twenty-two years old."

Luo Shaoan suddenly realized, "Oh, it's still my sister."

【…】

Luo Yihang understood. So this was a chat room. The world of young people was really hard to understand.

I picked up the previous conversation, "So you came here for a romantic moment, huh? That's good. Take your time and watch it for a while. The longer you watch, the less time you'll have."

After saying that, he waved his hand towards the live broadcast room and called out to Old Master Yan, "Look, the leaves are all yellow. It's time. I don't know much about Angelica dahurica..."

Whispering this all the way, we walked away.

However, as soon as Luo Yihang said that, the audience in the live broadcast room stopped protesting.

Hastily asking [Why?], [What's going on?], [Can't I even take a look?]

This is the first time they have seen such a beautiful scenery.

I just complained about the unlucky guy for a long time.

They said he was running around all day, chasing a cat, and he didn't say a word when he saw such a beautiful view.

Fortunately, the chairman is illiterate, otherwise he would have tortured them.

Yesterday she was still Little Sweetie, the good cat, the handsome cat, the so manly cat, she kept shouting ahh ...

Today I have become Mrs. Cow, and I am still a broken cat!!!

Luo Shaoan knew the reason and explained to the audience in the live broadcast room, "Autumn is here, the ginkgo leaves have turned golden, and the ginkgo fruits are ripe."

[Unlucky guy, are you reading your composition? 】

“So it’s time to cut it down and sell it.”

【…】

[Is that reasonable? Is that reasonable? Such a beautiful scenery is a great place for Internet celebrities to check in and take photos. ]

[Selling for money??? Wasting natural resources! ]

[That’s right, it’s more beautiful than the park. Even if they charge admission, it’s better than selling it.]

Luo Shaoan was very confused after reading the comments in the barrage. He knew about internet celebrity check-in places, and Fanrenju was one of them.

The Qiao Xiaomao fried food shop they opened is also showing signs of becoming an Internet celebrity shop and has recently become very popular on local public accounts.

But here, there are a few ginkgo trees, internet celebrities?
"No one here would come here to check in just for a few ginkgo trees. They are everywhere. It would take a lot of effort to travel all the way to the mountains to see them."

【Did anyone say that?】

【Listen, are you speaking human language? 】

[Are these some ginkgo trees? This is the scenery. ]

[Do you know how many people check in and take photos on the Ginkgo Avenue next to the Imperial Capital State Guesthouse every autumn? There are more cameras than leaves.]

Luo Shaoan scratched his head. "It's not like that here. If you want to see trees, there are so many beautiful ones everywhere. We have them in our account. A 900-year-old tree is not more beautiful than this one."

"There are osmanthus trees all over the city. In October, the whole city is fragrant and in bloom. You can see them when you go out."

"Even if we want to see ginkgo trees, there are eleven thousand-year-old ginkgo trees in Liuba County alone, and the largest one is more than 4,000 years old. We don't want to see those that are less than a thousand years old."

"So, why did you come here to check in?"

After these words were spoken, there was silence in the live broadcast room for a long time.

for a long time……

[I think you are in Versailles, but I won’t say it.]

[You poor bastard, you have become bad! Hurry up and give that stupid poor bastard back to you!!]

And
[His place is Tianhan, and the people in Tianhan are tired of looking at flowers, trees, mountains and water]

Seeing this, Luo Shaoan added: "That's right. There are protected areas everywhere here. It's so annoying. Everything is protected. One of my relatives' house was designated as a protected area. They are not allowed to use anything. They have to go to a designated place to chop firewood in the mountains."

"The scenery you're talking about is just so-so, boring. We don't like to see pandas. We saw a lot of them when we were young."

[People say it or not? Versailles! ]

[You don’t even like to watch GunGun? ? ? Black and white glutinous rice balls are so good, I had to queue for three hours to watch five minutes! ! ] “Then come to our place, it’s 40 yuan and you can watch it for a whole day. But the pandas are so-so, the monkeys are good, the monkeys are really fun.”

【Do you want to steal something? 】

[Are you going to arrest him? ]

[Will I give you a big pussy? ]

"Our chairman is good at big-assed stuff, but the monkey is not good at it. The monkey is very obedient."

[Monkey? Good boy? Can these two words be used together? ]

"Yes, the monkey is so well behaved and polite..."

[What a strange news! Monkeys are polite.]

"Yeah, aren't the monkeys over there like that?"

[Monkeys everywhere are not like this...]

So, this is just a chat room, just casual chatting, I don’t know what the topic is going to.
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Over there, Luo Shaoan was chatting with netizens.

Here, Luo Yihang and Mr. Yan looked at ginkgo leaves and ginkgo fruits.

I looked at Baizhi again.

As soon as Mr. Yan saw the Angelica dahurica planted here, he fell in love with it and kept praising it for being so good, so good, and so wonderful.

Good one non-stop.

Luo Yihang asked hurriedly, "So we can harvest now?"

"Yes, yes, absolutely no problem." Grandpa Yan pointed to a withered angelica and introduced, "It's actually a little late now. I thought that the ones with yellow leaves can be harvested. I thought that you planted the seedlings late and they would mature later, so I was not in a hurry. I didn't expect it to be like this. But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if it's a few days earlier or later, as long as it doesn't freeze."

"Then how do we collect it?" Luo Yihang asked again.

"It's very simple, just like harvesting potatoes, chop off the top and keep the roots. Oh, I should have brought a hoe..."

Mr. Yan hasn't finished speaking yet.

Luo Yihang bent down, grabbed the stem of a white angelica and pulled it up, pulling out a radish, and casually asked Old Man Yan, "Is that so?"

"..." Old Master Yan was stunned, a little bit unbelieving, "You just pulled it out like that?"

"correct."

"What a strength."

I didn't notice it, I'm used to it. Luo Yihang laughed, handed the angelica in his hand to her, and changed the subject, "Take a look at how it looks."

As expected, Mr. Yan was diverted. He grabbed it as if he was snatching it, smelled it first, and then, without thinking it was dirty, he picked up a bud and put it directly into his mouth.

Chewed it, sipped it, and finally said "Pooh".

After giving a thumbs up, he put it directly in his pocket.

"It smells good, tastes spicy, slightly bitter, and is warm in nature. It's a good thing." He praised it first, but didn't say anything final. "I have to take it back to test its specific medicinal properties."

"Okay, you can take it back and test it at will. But I may not sell it to you." Luo Yihang said frankly.

Old Master Yan was nodding with a smile, when he suddenly realized, "Huh??? What do you mean? Do you have a new client? You can't be like this..."

That look was like looking at a heartless man.

Luo Yihang is so disgusting.

He quickly practiced waving his hands and told Grandpa Yan about his plan to make medicine bags.

When Mr. Yan heard this, he curled his lips and said, "I thought it was something else. How much of that thing can you use? Do you know how much you have here?"

Luo Yihang shook his head.

"I remember at the beginning of the year, I told you that we should interplant 3100 trees, right?"

Luo Yihang nodded.

"You have more than two mu of land here. I calculated it based on intercropping and subtracted half of it. 3100 is exactly the amount of one mu of ordinary medicinal field, which can yield more than 500 kilograms of dry goods. You use at most three to five grams in a medicine bag. How can you make hundreds of thousands of bags and eat them all?"

This is what the old Onmyoji said.

Luo Yihang didn't care, but was surprised and asked: "How can you get so much? How much is one kilogram?"

"Of course. What do you think? The output of this thing is huge." Old Master Yan said something shady again as a revenge for Luo Yihang's threatening him.

Then he thought for a moment and replied, "This year's price is for ordinary goods, dry goods. Just dry them in the sun, easy to handle. Eleven per kilogram, thirty-six for first-class, and one hundred for special-class."

Luo Yihang did the math and found that ordinary goods cost eleven yuan, so one acre was only more than five thousand yuan.

But the seedlings cost more than 2,500 yuan, and taking into account the labor and cost of fertilizers and pesticides, I earned less than 2,000 yuan after working hard for a year.

Then think about the price on the medicine package Ding Rui sent me yesterday...

"Only eleven dollars for a kilogram? The pharmacy dares to sell 5 grams for five dollars. You are really shady."

Master Yan quickly evaded the question, "This has nothing to do with us making medicinal herbs. The price is set by the medicine shop. Go and scold them if you want."

Luo Yihang was just complaining casually.

There is a huge difference in prices between the production link, circulation link and terminal link.

According to this calculation, the production cost of the mushrooms here is 3 yuan per kilogram, but they are sold at 166 yuan at the terminal. How can this be justified?

He can add value to his aura.

People can also say that rent has added value, doctors have added value...

The two chatted and laughed as they left the ginkgo forest and climbed up the hill to see Poria cocos.

A piece of it was dug out from the Poria forest. Mr. Yan took a look at it and buried it again.

It is said that it has not yet completely dormant and can still grow. We have to wait until after the light snow and before the heavy snow to check again.

That would be December.

Then the two of them went down the mountain and just returned to the ginkgo forest.

Then I saw Luo Shaoan running over with his cell phone in hand, shouting, "Boss, can we sell you Ginkgo tea?"

Mr. Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"What do you mean? You don't plan to give me the ginkgo anymore?"

(End of this chapter)