Afternoon, park.
Perhaps because the sky is getting cloudier, many old people singing and dancing have dispersed. The vegetation in this garden is lush, and there are many small animals. From time to time, magpies can be seen passing through the forest, and then disappearing in a rustle.
After Gu Yu and Jiang Xiaozhai walked for a short distance, they saw two girls coming from another fork in the road. When she saw her, she waved her hand and said hello:
"Wukong!"
"Milk flow!"
Those two people leaned closer, looked at him cheaply, and exaggerated: "Wow Xiao Zhai, this is your boyfriend, and he is quite handsome."
"That's right, give us an introduction, shall we have dinner together tonight?"
"Heh, why did you go?" She asked with a smile, neither admitting nor denying it.
Others don't know, but the two sisters know her very well, and when they see the situation: yes, it's not the real owner.
They lost interest in an instant. One of them shook the plastic bag and said, "I just went to the supermarket and bought some delicious food... Okay, let's go first. We have a meeting in the afternoon. Don't be late."
The girls are like tornadoes, they come and go quickly, and they disappear in a blink of an eye. Only then did Xiao Zhai explain: "They are my colleagues, and they have a good relationship."
"Your colleague's name is very unique?" Gu Yu has not said anything, and he is still a little stunned.
"What about IQ? That's a nickname."
"Oh, do you have a nickname?"
"you guess!"
She threw out the most painful answer, and seeing the other party's bitter face, she smiled again: "Are you going to the medicinal material market in the afternoon?"
"Well, I'm going to buy some sweet-scented osmanthus."
"Osmanthus fragrans? Here, there are over there."
She pointed somewhere, but there were a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted on a piece of grass in the front right.
Osmanthus is divided into Jingui, Yingui, Dangui and Yueyuegui. The first three bloom in autumn, while the latter blooms all the year round, but its fragrance is weak. These few plants are Yueyuegui, which are growing very well, and the broken flower branches are swaying in the wind.
"I want to buy some silver osmanthus, I don't need this."
Gu Yu also glanced at it, and explained: "Recently, I received an order to make incense for an old man. Golden osmanthus and dan osmanthus are too strong, and silver osmanthus tastes the best. But Yueyue laurel is also fine, especially for three or four like this kind. Divide it, pick it off, mix it with honey, seal it in a porcelain jar, and store it in a cellar for a month. When you use it, put the flowers on the fire board, smoke slowly over a low fire, and the flowers will emit fragrance while Blooming, when the flowers are completely open, the fragrance will also... Hey, what are you doing?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Xiaozhai stepping forward with his long legs and walking straight into the grass without looking back, "Picking flowers!"
"ha?"
"Hahaha, come and help."
"No, don't you have a meeting, don't be late."
"That's not important, come here!" She was already standing under the tree, waving at him.
"..."
Gu Yu was completely stupefied, this girl was so amazing that it was impossible to guard against. There was no other way, so I had to linger over it.
"I'll take care of the wind, you commit the crime." She said succinctly.
"There's no auntie with red armbands here, I'm a bit hypocritical." He looked left and right, feeling that he was very wretched.
"Then watch the wind, I'll come!"
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree is not tall, and with the girl's size, it can be touched almost on tiptoe. She took a look, and at a glance, she fell in love with a heavy flower string, and stretched out her arms to pick it.
Gu Yu watched eagerly, and his fingertips rose little by little, almost touching the flower bud, but a voice came from behind:
"Hey! What are you doing? Don't let random picking know?"
Well, I just bumped into an aunt who poked on the side of the road and yelled loudly: "Which unit do you two work for? Why are you so unqualified? I have to talk to your leader..."
"Run!"
Jiang Xiaozhai's reaction was quick, he pulled Gu Yu past him, and then dodged.
"Hey, you two still have the nerve to run! Stop for me!"
The aunt was also in a hurry, so she wobbled and chased after her. But how can she catch up? Just look at those two guys, with four long legs striding forward, stepping on the gravel road, and the waves were boundless in an instant.
The two of them ran across the long grass pavilion, across the small bridge and spring pond, and didn't stop until the exit.
Not panting, just a bit square, Qiqi turned back, fortunately, that aunt didn't have transformation skills. The two of them looked at each other, and they didn't smile knowingly, but the girl's hair was loose and tied up again.
"..."
After a moment of silence, Xiao Zhai turned around halfway and motioned, "I'll just go there."
The road is on the other side of the exit, and the red building is on the other side of the road. Gu Yu suppressed a trace of reluctance, and said with a smile: "Well, thank you for today."
"no need thank me?"
"I'm just being polite."
"..."
Jiang Xiaozhai rolled his eyes at him and waved his hands: "Bye!"
"Bye-Bye!"
Gu Yu watched her cross the road without looking back, only the white shirt disappeared at the corner of the street.
…
In the afternoon, Pine Garden.
Songyuan is located in the southern suburbs. It was also a small village in the early days, but it was merged into the urban area later. It is far away from the city center, and there is no development advantage. The only desirable thing is the largest Chinese herbal medicine wholesale market in the province.
Gu Yu bumped the broken bus all the way, and finally arrived at the place. The sky was still gloomy, with no raindrops falling, and it seemed that it was brewing.
He was also a little worried. The weather forecast said that the rain would turn from moderate to heavy. He couldn't help speeding up his pace and entered the medicinal material trading center.
The interior is similar to a farmer's market, with the stalls next to each other, stacked with bags of raw or semi-processed medicinal materials. Not too many people, not too many, after all, the audience of traditional Chinese medicine is relatively fixed.
Gu Yu casually looked at a few stalls, and then stopped in front of one stall. The scale is quite large, with many bags, mainly flowers and plants.
"Do you have silver osmanthus?"
"Do you want to dry it, or do you want powder?"
"Dry it."
After hearing this, the stall owner took a small bag, which contained dried silver osmanthus. Gu Yu picked up a few of them, smelled them again, and felt that the smell was pure and the appearance was intact, so he said, "How much is a catty?"
"This is 246, and there are 180."
"Just this one, weigh four taels."
"okay!"
The stall owner saw that the other party was an expert, so he didn't dare to fool him, and quickly weighed four taels of silver osmanthus. Seeing that the ingredients here are good, Gu Yu ordered some ice chips and mint.
The stall owner was busy here, when he glanced at him suddenly, he seemed to see an acquaintance, and said hello, "Hey, old man Li, are you here again?"
"You can't come if you don't come, the ones you bought last time are all used up."
"Then find out?"
"No, the experts have all gone and said that there is a lot of rain this year, and the bees are irritable. Fuck, I have been raising bees for twenty years, and I have never encountered such a fucking thing."
The man was an old man in his fifties, with a sad face, not in the mood to chat, and left after saying a few words.
When Gu Yu heard this, his heart moved, and he asked casually, "Boss, what's the matter with him?"
"The old man is a beekeeper. Bees often come out recently. Then he will be treated. He spent a lot of money, but the result is still stinging. Recently, I heard that Chinese medicine is effective, so I come here from time to time..."
The boss was obviously forced, so he shook him clean.
And Gu Yu took the medicinal materials and carefully put them into the bag, as if thinking about it.