Retirement Tiandao Online Poverty Alleviation

He Yan thought that He Qiyi was just talking, but he didn't expect the gods in the sky to be so active that they would be foolish when they saw a few big flower pots at the entrance of the dessert shop the next day.

The soil and fertilizer in the flower pot are prepared, and a small hole is thoughtfully dug for planting.He Qiyi was holding up his mobile phone to broadcast live to the flower pot: "This pot has fertile soil and abundant spiritual energy, it is most suitable for planting Zhu Yu."

"Zhuyu? No, no, it's Zhuyu, a kind of divine grass that looks like a leek. It's not hungry. Cactus? What is a cactus?"

"Grow flowers, not food."

"It's not a magic stick."

Seeing the topic getting more and more confusing, He Yan always felt that no matter how much the barrage asked, He Qiyi would reveal his identity, and if this continued, he would be dubbed a "charlatan" sooner or later, so he quickly patted He Qiyi's shoulder.

He Qiyi's camera was aimed at the flowerpot, and he had never shown his face even when he was taking pictures of the crispy pork ribs before. When he turned around now, the camera jolted to He Yan's chin.

Although it is only a small half of the face, it is enough for well-informed netizens to appreciate the appearance of the surprise guests.At least this skin tone, this jaw line, this neck line looks perfect!

There was a howl in the live broadcast room.

As soon as He Qi turned around, he realized something was wrong and immediately covered the camera, saying "Come here first today" and stopped the live broadcast.

The audience didn't even have time to type the words "Little brother is so handsome" before the screen went black.

Hands are so fast...

He Qiyi turned off the live broadcast and put away his phone: "I didn't catch you, don't worry."

That tone was a little comforting, a little reliable, and a little guilty.

He Yan didn't even know that he could taste so many emotions from a single sentence, but He Qiyi's serious explanation was... so sincere!What's more, these flower pots were all bought for him.

"It's not that I'm shameless, besides, I probably just slapped my chin, enough for what." He Yan pointed to the flowerpot, "You bought these?"

He Qiyi shook his head: "The ones used before are all old things."

He Yan nodded, luckily he didn't cost He Qiyi.The quality of these flower pots is not bad at first glance, they are even made of porcelain, the pattern and color are good, if you want to buy it, I don't know how much it will cost.For example, the one closest to him looks old...

He Yan looked at the flowerpot, and suddenly realized that He Qiyi used it before...how long ago! ?And He Qi's kind... what kind of flower is that! ?

He Yan realized that something was wrong, and his hands trembled a little: "Wait. This one..."

He Qiyi said "Huh?" and replied: "Ah, this is the latest one. After I became a fairy, I entrusted a friend of the celestial being in the mortal world to burn it and use it to grow spiritual grass."

"Ling...grass?" He Yan couldn't hold the flowerpot anymore, put it down immediately, and asked the one next to him in fear, "What about this one?"

"This is what I used before I became a fairy. Although the quality is not as good as others, but after following me for many years, I still have aura. You can use it without worry. As long as the mortal flowers and plants have some roots, it will not take a few hundred years to become a demon."

"Still becoming a demon?" He Yan was dumbfounded, as if he saw the orchid in the flower pot in the future wriggling towards him, smiling coquettishly.

He Yan shook his head vigorously, pushing the too magical picture out of his mind.

I knew that He Qiyi was unreliable, and he was delusional about setting up a flower shop for himself. This is simply a brat who cheated his friends!Putting these flower pots outside is like throwing big gold bars on the street.

He Yan didn't want his dessert shop to become a demon refining cave at all, so he resolutely rejected He Qiyi's kindness.

But the idea of ​​doubling up as a florist at the door does work.So He Yan accepted He Qiyi's proposal, and as for throwing all these flowerpots back to He Qiyi, he let him continue to move back to eat ashes.

He Qiyi readily accepted He Yan's refusal, turned his head and muttered a few words to the flowerpot, the flowerpot with blue patterns on the white background transformed into several large pots of clay, the ordinary ones couldn't be more ordinary.

He Qiyi nodded in satisfaction, and followed He Yan into the store.

Zhu Yu is a plant in Shan Hai Jing, which looks like a leek (yes, I just fell in love with its interesting shape)