"Hey Lord, your express." Feituo walked into the room with a strange expression while holding a package in one hand.

"Yeah." He Lin put down the pen in her hand, got up, took the package in Feituo's hand, and then began to unpack it solemnly.

Fractalist looked at He Ye's prudent appearance, and felt a little painful. Ever since he met the Huahua leader, he has been obsessed with online shopping as if he had hit some g-spot, and he has spent every two or three days in Huahua World. The Huahua leader is also very real, and every time he comes with a pot of flowers.

Now He's home and office are full of flowers, the flowers are gorgeous, fresh and natural, walking into the room is like entering the quiet and peaceful mountain forest from the noisy and muddy city all at once.

Although Fractalist had some concerns about the young man's attraction to He Ye, he had to admire "his" talent in cultivating flowers.

He Lin first placed the complimentary flowers in the window, and then opened the box containing the medicine. There were fifteen porcelain bottles neatly placed in the box, each of which has a different shape and color, but the style is uniform and ancient and exceptional. Chic.

Perceiving the difference in this group of drugs, He Lin checked the product description with anticipation and found that this group of drugs is not only used to treat mental damage, but also includes physical fitness, nourishing brain and kidney, detoxification and beauty...

He Lin: "..."

Fractal took a casual glance and caught the keywords of "tonifying the kidney" and "beauty", and the look in He Lin's eyes immediately became weird.

He Lin calmly put the things away and ordered: "I won't go to the research institute tomorrow. Tell Zog to do the inspection in seven days."

He decided to try this group of drugs specially formulated for him by Anxian alone.

An Xian recently went to the medicinal material trading center again, and bought a large number of high-quality medicinal materials, as well as a few quite aura of flowers.

The existing flower field area can no longer meet the planting needs. Anxian plans to rent another ten acres. If the other party is willing to sell, she doesn't mind buying them all.

This piece of land is part of Siyou Mountain, belonging to an old nobleman whose surname is "Baihou". As a pension for him, his children and grandchildren are not filial, and his family is almost lost. In a fit of anger, he severed ties with all his children and grandchildren. Except for the land, all other industries were handed over to them, and he was responsible for his own profits and losses from then on.

Land is the only source of income for Mr. Baihou and the foundation of his life. It is not easy for An Xian to buy land from him.

An Xian brought gifts and visited Mr. Baihou in person. The house where the old man lives is quite the style of the era of comprehension, more than 2,000 square meters, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is pleasant. There are a group of chickens, ducks and geese in the yard, and a few fruit trees have been planted.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came from the courtyard, breaking the tranquility of the manor.

"The property you allocated to me is the least of all people. Do I have any opinion? Nothing! Now I just want you to lend me a little money to turn around. Why is it so unkind? I'm your son!"

Anxiously paused, stopped at the door, and did not continue to move.

"I gave you the least inheritance?" the old man said angrily. "Is the part of your wife that fell from the sky?"

"It's okay if you don't mention her. I'm angry when you mention it. Why did you give her the property? Now it's fine, she is going to divorce me. After the divorce, that property will not belong to our Baihou family. "

"You still have a face? You spend a lot of time outside all day, not paying attention to your wife, she is going to divorce, you still think about the property. I leave it to you, the property is left to My grandson’s, temporarily taken care of by your wife, and then handed over to him when the child is an adult. Even if you are divorced, it has nothing to do with you."

"Well, not to mention that property, tens of millions of things, I don't care about it. I will ask you, do you borrow this money?"

"Get out of here! Get out of me now!"

Then, only a banging sound came from inside, followed by a few exclamations.

An Xian's secret path was not good, and his figure moved, he turned over the courtyard wall, and quickly swept into the house.

The door was not closed, and the bodyguard outside the door hadn't had time to react, and An Xian had already stepped into the house.

The hall was in a mess, and the porcelain shards spilled all over the floor. Old Mr. Baihou sat on the ground pale, holding his chest.

Beside them, a man in his thirties stared at the old gentleman on the ground and said sarcastically: "Don't pretend, you are a dignified B-level enhancer, you are very healthy."

The old gentleman pointed at the man tremblingly, too angry to speak.

Upon seeing this, An Xian quickly came to the old man's side, took out a pill, and fed him to take it.

She moved quickly, but the housekeeper couldn't stop her, so she could only watch the old man's reaction after taking the medicine nervously.

The old gentleman is indeed a B-level enhancer, but no one else in the Baihou family knows that his mental power was greatly damaged in order to save his granddaughter five years ago, and he has not recovered yet. The old man had a stubborn temper, saw that his sons and grandchildren were not filial, and he didn't care about treatment. After two or three years of quietness, he was quarreled by the second young master.

But for a while, the old gentleman's complexion slowly recovered, his breathing no longer was rapid, and his disordered mental energy also calmed down.

The old man took a surprised look at An Xian, then stood up with the help of the housekeeper, followed his breath, and ordered: "Jal, call the bodyguard in, and'please,' the second young master go out."

"Dad!" Baihou Second Young Master shouted, "Do you really want to watch your son die?"

The old man waved his hand wearily, and refused to say a word.

Jiaer called in his bodyguards, and took out the second young master Baihou who was cursing endlessly.

"I made you laugh." Old Mr. Baihou asked An Xian to sit down, looking lonely.

An Xian didn't say anything, just sat on the sofa and waited silently for the old man to calm his thoughts.

"Thank you just now." The old gentleman was once a famous powerhouse, and he quickly recovered, looking at An Xian with peaceful and majestic eyes.

"You don't have to be polite." An Xian said calmly.

"I wonder if you are here today to..."

An Xian thought for a while, but finally did not make a request to purchase the land, but instead asked for another ten acres of land to be rented.

The old man smiled and said, "This is a trivial matter. Jal, you go and get the contract."

Jarle bowed and walked out.

The two chatted casually for a while, and Jar quickly returned and handed the contract to An Xian.

After confirming that it was correct, Anxian signed Roy's name and used his ID card to verify it online.

After receiving the contract, Jar said: "Tomorrow I will send someone to measure the land, as long as it does not exceed the boundary, you can choose the location."

"Thanks a lot." An Xian earnestly thanked him.

In fact, there is only one tenant in the whole Siyou Mountain. Before that, no one dared to rent the land of Mr. Baihou, and Anxian was the first to ask for rent.

The old man was born a nobleman and has been up and down in business and government for dozens of years. He has never personally talked with anyone about a business worth less than 5 million. And the young man in front of him came to his residence alone with only a few hundred thousand dollars that day, and asked him to rent him a few acres of mountainous land.

The old man found it very interesting, admiring his calm demeanor and extraordinary courage in his heart, and agreed to his request unprecedentedly.

Afterwards, he investigated the identity of this young man and gained a further understanding of his character, and only then did he truly accept him renting his own land. In just a few months, he managed the mountainous land in an orderly manner, and the old man was very satisfied with it.

After finishing the business, An Xian stopped interrupting and left.

Seeing that she was leaving, Jar opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally gave up.

After sending her away, Jiale walked back worryingly, and he hesitated: "The medicine he took you just now seems to be pretty good, I think..."

At this point, he suddenly stopped, because he saw a white porcelain bottle standing quietly on the wooden coffee table...

After An Xian left the old man's manor, he was about to go home, but was stopped by a figure on the way.

The person who stopped her was the filial second young master Bai Houjing.

"I heard that you rented our land?" Bai Houjing glanced at Anxian with ambiguous eyes, wonderingly, "Who are you? How could the old man rent the land to you?"

"The old gentleman is very easy to talk." An Xian replied flatly.

"He's easy to talk?" Bai Houjing showed an expression of "You seem to be teasing me", "Tell me, how much did you spend on renting the land?"

"3W per acre per year."

"What? 3W? Hahahaha..." Bai Houjing smiled and tears came out.

An Xian was expressionless, wondering what medicine he would use to send him later.

After laughing enough, Bai Houjing said: "Leasing land is not a long-term solution. Have you ever thought about buying land?"

An Xianxin is like a mirror. Is this planning to secretly sell the land of his father? Isn't he not seeing tens of millions in his eyes? Would you like to sell land again?

"This Siyou Mountain is the property of our Baihou family. If you want, I can give you a discount."

It turned out that he didn't just want to sell dozens of hundreds of acres of land, but he wanted to package and sell the entire mountain, and he was indeed a veritable descendant.

"Sorry, I'm just a small flower farmer, let alone buying the entire mountain, I can't afford even dozens of acres of land." Even if I want to buy it, I won't find you.

Upon hearing this, Bai Houjing looked at An Xian suspiciously, obviously not believing it.

"You can rent land from my old man. There must be some origin. How could it be just a small flower farmer?"

"The old man speaks very well." An Xian said again.

Bai Houjing sneered: "Just forget it if you don't want to buy it."

After he finished speaking, he changed his expression again, put his hand on her shoulder, and leaned closer: "Go, Second Master invites you to dinner."

An Xian stepped sideways, her sleeves raised lightly, sprinkling a piece of star dust without a trace. Bai Houjing's expression was startled, and he stood still, and when he recovered, An Xian had already drifted away.

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