Sheng Zhiyao felt relieved when she heard this. She knew that once it was built, it would definitely not be an ordinary farmland. It would inevitably be a very beautiful manor, and the outputs throughout the year would be amazing. In addition, the scenery here is a paradise she dreams of, so she is so looking forward to it.

Feng Yuanchen saw that Sheng Zhiyao stopped talking and said, "Didn't you say you want to relax? I'll take you to have a walk."

Sheng Zhiyao nodded.

The two walked forward side by side, and Feng Yuanchen's eyes fell on her side: "I gave this place a name, Yuanyaozhuang."

"Yuan Yao Village?" Sheng Zhiyao murmured, then said with a smile, "Feng Yuanchen, Sheng Zhiyao!"

"Do you like it?" Feng Yuanchen nodded and continued to ask.

"You are really... cheesy!" Sheng Zhiyao rolled her eyes, "Why don't you give a more domineering name?"

Feng Yuanchen shrugged: "No matter what, this is your hard work. I just have a name, just like you."

Hearing his words, Sheng Zhiyao felt warm in her heart. This was the first time she had named her personally. For some reason, she suddenly had the urge to cry, but she forced herself back and a bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Thank you."

Feng Yuanchen smiled but said nothing.

The two walked all the way to the depths of the village. The greenhouse designed by Sheng Zhiyao was here. She stood in front of the greenhouse, her eyes lingering around the greenhouse, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad!"

Her expression was a little proud, as if she had accomplished some kind of feat.

Feng Yuanchen looked at her proud look and couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry if I do things."

Sheng Zhiyao nodded: "It cost a lot of money for such a big scene, right?"

"It's okay." Feng Yuanchen said.

"So, you can have no worries about food and drink now?" Sheng Zhiyao raised her eyebrows and glanced at him.

Feng Yuanchen nodded and did not continue to explain.

Sheng Zhiyao smiled and did not continue to ask questions.

"You are here to wait for me." Feng Yuanchen said, turned around and left.

Seeing this, Sheng Zhiyao scratched her head in confusion, staring at his back inexplicably, guessing in her heart what he was going to do.

After a while, Feng Yuanchen walked back and took some seedlings in his hand: "This is my uncle who wants me to give it to you."

Sheng Zhiyao reached out to take it and saw that it was actually the medicinal herbs she needed the most. She couldn't help but widen her eyes: "Is this? Dendrobium officinale?"

"It seems that, he said that, but I don't know what these grassroots things are useful." Feng Yuanchen said again, "My uncle said that these seedlings are not easy to cultivate, I hope you can succeed."

Sheng Zhiyao nodded heavily: "This thing is indeed not easy to plant, but it has high medicinal value. It is something known as the "life-saving immortal herb."

"Save the Immortal Grass?" Feng Yuanchen frowned slightly, as if he had never heard of this term.

"It's the fairy grass that can cure many diseases!" Sheng Zhiyao explained, "It's normal for you not to know. After all, Dendrobium grows on stones and is an extremely precious species. People break them down, plant them in sand and gravel, or hang them in a lot of clothes under the house. They will never die for years, commonly known as the thousand-year-old moist."

"So powerful?" Feng Yuanchen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Then it has the effect of resurrection?"

Sheng Zhiyao knocked Feng Yuanchen on the head: "Nothing is there? Although it is precious, it only improves immunity and strengthens aphrodisiac."

Feng Yuanchen's handsome face turned red in an instant. He lowered his head and coughed to hide his disobedience just now: "What are you putting in your head at such a young age? How could you say these words so casually?"

"Didn't you ask me? I just recited it to you as I read it in the book." Sheng Zhiyao blinked her eyes, looking innocent.

Feng Yuanchen sighed helplessly when he heard this, and then handed the seedlings to Sheng Zhiyao: "Are these all these dendrobiums?"

Sheng Zhiyao took the seedlings and carefully looked it up: "No, there are some other medicinal materials, no

This Dendrobium should be considered the most precious one."

"Does this uncle know the function of this thing? I specifically asked me to give it to you?" Feng Yuanchen asked.

"What do you mean?" Sheng Zhiyao frowned in displeasure.

"What else can I mean when you look like?" Feng Yuanchen spread his hands and said, "I just think my uncle gave you this thing, I'm afraid there is no intention, right?"

"What's the intention?" Sheng Zhiyao couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, but she did not take this matter to heart, but continued to study the seedlings in her hands.

The quality of this dendrobium is very good, and it is different from ordinary dendrobium. It has a strong medicinal fragrance. It seems that the medicinal properties must be very gentle after cultivation.

"Where did Feng Yuanchen, your little thought come from?" Sheng Zhiyao glanced at Feng Yuanchen, "I just thought it was precious and I planted it for me. How could I have as many twists and turns as you? Besides, do I need this thing?"

"You don't need it? You don't need it, why would my uncle give you this?" Feng Yuanchen said seriously, "Is it for me?"

"You need it?" Sheng Zhiyao was a little surprised.

"What are you saying! How could I need this thing!" Feng Yuanchen couldn't help but feel a little angry and embarrassed.

"I'm just talking casually, why do you take it seriously?" Sheng Zhiyao glanced at him lightly.

"I will accept it for you, but I didn't ask my uncle to plant it for me. Don't frame me." Feng Yuanchen said.

"Okay, okay, it's okay." Sheng Zhiyao shrugged and expressed her unwillingness to talk more, "You can do whatever you want, anyway, you'll take it yourself."

Feng Yuanchen: "......"

Sheng Zhiyao planted the seedlings in the innermost part of the greenhouse. She planned to decorate the place tomorrow and prepare all the things. Since it is a modern manor, it must have modern tools. I will go back to the villa to buy a few sets of gardening tools.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Sheng Zhiyao suddenly turned to look at Feng Yuanchen and found that he was actually distracted.

"I didn't think of anything." Feng Yuanchen shook his head quickly.

"Don't think about it anymore, come and help you live." Sheng Zhiyao urged.

Feng Yuanchen stood up and patted his clothes: "Okay!"

"Let's go outside to find a few big stones to put here." Sheng Zhiyao said that, and walked out first, with Feng Yuanchen following closely behind.

Sheng Zhiyao took Feng Yuanchen to find a few big stones nearby, then leaned the seedlings next to the big stone, and watered a little spiritual spring water.

At this time, Feng Yuanchen suddenly thought of something: "How do you plan to transport the spring water? Such a large farmhouse requires a lot of water."
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