Chapter 763： Old things

Jing Yunzhao said this, Mo Zhengyan nodded and revealed a look that "no wonder so": "Your master, some eyes."

Jing Yunzhao smiled and nodded.

If you think about it carefully, you still think it is. After all, when Xu Laotou mentioned Mo Zhengyan, his face looks complicated, there are complaints and blame, and there is nostalgia. Besides, Mo Zhengyan and Xu Laotou should have seen each other for many years. However, rashly mentioning it, it should be allowed to delay the thought of the past, and then increase the wound.

However, it is not only the person I know, but also Mo Zhengyan, who once wanted to recommend himself to the teacher of Chinese studies. She naturally will not refuse, and she will call a teacher and guarantee that she will attend classes on time.

It is always good to learn more skills.

The two people stopped at the flower and bird market. The market is next to the seed market. Instead, Jingyun Zhao did not need to find it again. It saves time and effort, and Professor Mo’s destination is here, with his hands back and bent. Slowly passed away.

Jing Yunzhao followed, and only the old man's goal was very clear. He entered a shop and looked at the orchid.

"Is this Shi Jielan?" Jing Yunzhao pointed to a pot of flowers in the head.

"Your eyes are quite poisonous, and you will recognize them at a glance. Is it that your pharmacist is also interested in orchids?" Professor Mo said.

"My Master is only interested in what can be used as medicine. Ishigaki is the head of the Nine Great Grasses, and naturally loves it a lot." Jing Yunzhao said.

She also collected some Dendrobium in her space, but the number is not much, so every time I see this Dendrobium, it is necessary to buy it back. The Founder space is big, no matter how it is enough.

“Nine Great Grasses? What are the other eight?” Professor Mo also came to interest.

"Tianshan snow lotus, three or two ginseng, 120 years of Shouwu, Huajiazhi, Cistanche, deep mountain Ganoderma lucidum, sea pearl and Cordyceps sinensis." Jing Yunzhao counted.

"You are so rare that I think of a person. Every day, except for the medicinal herbs, I can't say a few good words. I like orchids. He said that I only know the appearance of orchids, I am obsessed with the emptiness of the body, but even it has I don't know what role, I am not a doctor, I know that it is not poisonous, and it has to be so much." When he said this, Professor Mo had some attitudes of blowing his beard and blinking.

Needless to guess, Jing Yunzhao also knows who he is talking about, except for Xu Laotou, I am afraid there is no one else.

This is the case with the old man. Regardless of what is in front of him, he will first consider the medicinal properties of such things. For example, the flowers in full bloom are not as good-looking as the dried herbs in his eyes, even if the flowers and trees are worthless, as long as He felt that he could save the medicine by taking medicine, and he would not hesitate to pick up the research.

And this Professor Mo is really two extremes.

One pays attention to the qi festival, one only discusses the role. If these two people meet each other, it is necessary to fight and fight.

Jing Yunzhao’s character is much more neutral.

The medicinal nature is to be studied, but she is calmer than Xu’s old man.

Jing Yunzhao picked three pots of Dendrobium, and Professor Mo did not know if it was because of Xu Jingzhi’s reason that the original orchid was put down. When he went out, his mouth suddenly whispered: “Flower is not For a long time, you can fold it straight."

Jing Yunzhao’s foot was awkward, and he looked up at the old man, but he blinked somehow in his eyes, and suddenly he didn’t know what to say.

Sure enough, this should be thought of old things after the old people.