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After dinner, Yang Fan declined the company of Baimei, and did not even sleep at noon, so he rushed to the Jade Street in the antique market.

This time, he went to several owners of jade processing plants and bought a lot of jade and jadeite waste from them.

The price of jade and jadeite waste is about 100 yuan per catty, which costs about 500000 yuan. Yang Fan's jade pendant space finally has a qualitative change. The surrounding fog wall suddenly retreats, and there is another circle of land in the space.

After the new land was opened up, Yang Fan didn't feel particularly excited. On the contrary, he still had a trace of worry. Before that, he had consumed nearly 1 million jade and jadeite raw stones, and now he has consumed 500000 waste materials. If it goes on like this, when the next upgrade is completed, how many materials will it cost to succeed?

The original land was four mu by four mu, a total of 16 mu, but now it has become five mu by five mu, a total of 25 mu.

Looking at the surrounding area of wasteland, Yang Fan knows that he will be a porter again. With the opening up of more and more space, his workload as a porter is also increasing. If his ability is not constantly improving, it is estimated that he will not be able to complete the irrigation of so many wasteland in a few months.

After dinner, Yang Fan drove to Laohu restaurant. Lao Hu was still the same, wearing an apron. He was baking kebabs at the roadside stall. He saw a Ford Raptor. He was trying to let the car leave. Don't stop him from doing business. But when the door opened, Yang Fan jumped out of it.

"Boss Hu, are you all right?" Yang Fan imitated the ancients' appearance, arched his hand at Laohu, turned back and took a big watermelon from the car: "come, this is the super watermelon produced in our villa. It's specially brought here for you to taste the fresh."

"Boy, it's rare to see such a big watermelon. Please hurry inside and be careful under your feet..." Lao Hu did not care about the barbecue, casually told his subordinates a few words, quickly led Yang Fan into the restaurant, directly into his office.

"Mr. Yang is a rare visitor. What brings you here today?" Lao Hu had been waiting for Yang Fan to put the watermelon in place, and then he asked with a smile.

"By the way, patronizing the poor and forgetting the business. Wait a moment. I'll get something in the car." Yang Fan patted his forehead, turned around and went out of Laohu restaurant, got into the trunk of the pickup truck, and returned to Lao Hu's office for a moment.

"Boss Hu, what is this?" Said, Yang Fan put a big black plastic bag on the table, mysteriously said.

"Isn't it the local product of your villa?" As Lao Hu said, he opened the plastic bag: "this This, this, this Is this Dendrobium officinale? "

"Do you think it's Dendrobium officinale?" Yang Fan waited for Lao Hu to make a judgment. He believed that he would not be wrong. This should be Dendrobium candidum.

"Yes, it's not Dendrobium purpureum, nor Dendrobium annuum. The color of this kind of iron green can't be wrong. It's the best Dendrobium officinale in Dendrobium. There are so many Dendrobium officinale, and they are all wild. Where did you find it?" Lao Hu is worthy of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, but at a glance he can see the extraordinary features of Yang Fan's Dendrobium officinale. He gently touches these treasures in the plastic bag, which is really a feeling of love.

"If I have these Dendrobium Plants, do you think so?" Yang Fan didn't know how to explain, so he made a joke.

"Ha ha, it's brother's fault, it's brother's fault. According to the rules, we can't ask too much about this kind of good thing." Lao Hu is a traditional Chinese medicine. He pays attention to a lot of rules. Knowing that he has asked some Meng Lang, he casually made a ha ha, shifted the topic and said, "brother Yang, don't you really let me process iron maple for you?"

"Why not?" Yang Fan said with a smile: "last time you said, as long as I can get Dendrobium officinale, you will teach me how to process the iron maple. Here, now we have it. When shall we start?"

"Ah?" Lao Hu obviously didn't think that Yang Fan really wanted to learn: "brother Yang, it's not my brother who is stingy and refuses to teach. If you want to process such precious Dendrobium officinale, I'll make it for you. But if you want to learn how to process, it's a waste of good things."

There are almost three or four kilograms of fresh Dendrobium officinale in the plastic bag. If Yang Fan wants to learn how to process the iron maple, he will certainly waste a lot. As an old Chinese medicine doctor, Lao Hu is really reluctant to give up.

"It's OK. It's hard to buy a good craft if you have money. If you waste some, you can waste some. As long as you can learn real skills from my elder brother, I can pay tens of thousands of yuan for tuition."

"What do you say, brother Yang, I said last time. Processing the iron maple is not a secret. Many people can collect herbs, but there are fewer wild Dendrobium officinale in recent years, so there are fewer talents who can master this craft. Since you want to learn it, let's start now. As for tuition fees, if you raise them again, I will not teach them. "

Lao Hu is very straightforward. He takes Yang Fan directly to the kitchen. He has prepared two clean iron pans and two charcoal fire racks for barbecue. He divides the Dendrobium candidum in the plastic bag in two and starts to teach Yang Fan how to process the iron maple.

Lao Hu is not wrong. It's not difficult to process a maple leaf. Just cut the Dendrobium officinale into sections, screw it into a spiral shape and stir fry it in a pot.However, it seems that the method is simple. It is not an easy thing to produce a high-quality iron maple. It takes a long time to practice.

However, Yang Fan is not an ordinary person. His body has been transformed by the spiritual spring of space. His reaction ability, coordination and even memory are much stronger than ordinary people. Ordinary people can master the process only by practicing more than ten times, even hundreds of times. He can fully master the process once or twice.

In order to let Yang Fan see carefully, also in order to waste less material, Lao Hu is processed bit by bit, Yang Fan is also learning bit by bit.

At the beginning, Yang Fan's iron Maple was either too hot or too hot, or even fried twice. He was so distressed that he smacked his lips. Money came second. It was a pity that good things were wasted.

But before long, Lao Hu stopped smacking his lips. His eyes were bigger than Tongling, because the iron Maple made by Yang Fan has become more and more model like. From the beginning of a mess, to the later hard work, until now, the model has the appearance. The process is so short that it is simply disgusting, short and resentful!

However, to Lao Hu's surprise, after several times of processing, the iron maple in Yang Fan's pot gave out a golden color, which was no worse than the iron maple in his own pot.

In Lao Hu's eyes, the speed of Yang Fan's learning is incredible. When he was learning to make iron maple, he spent more than ten days to pass the standard, and it took several months to reach the current level. However, Yang Fan only spent one night, which was comparable to his own technology.

Isn't this monkey sent to amuse me?

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