After the middle-aged man finished speaking, Pei Ming's expression changed almost invisible.
He looked at the middle-aged man, and the smile on his face faded a little, "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "I am a businessman from Nancheng, my surname is Lu, Lu Xiao."
Lu Xiao paused and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Pei, did you go to Nancheng three years ago?"
Pei Ming's expression almost froze.
He kept the smile on his face: "Pei has never been to Nancheng."
Lu Xiao looked at him doubtfully, cupped his fists and said:
"Lu had seen a man who looked very similar to Mr. Pei in Nancheng before. Half of his face was accidentally burned by fire."
"I was rude when I saw Mr. Pei this time. Please forgive me, Mr. Pei."
Pei Ming smiled carelessly, with a calm expression, "There are many similar people in the world, but that doesn't mean they don't exist."
"Brother Lu made a mistake for a moment. It's normal."
The moment he finished speaking and turned around, a dark color flashed across his eyes.
The Lu family is the richest man in Nancheng.
Three years ago, he went to Nancheng to deal with matters and encountered a fight between Jianghu and Jianghu people. Half of his face was burned in the inn.
He could never forget the frightened look in the maid's and boy's eyes when she saw him when he woke up.
And when I went out for the first time, my hat was blown open by the wind.
When the children saw him, they screamed that he was a monster, a monster.
Unless it is the method given to him by the Lord.
He will live in the strange eyes of others for the rest of his life.
Pei Ming signaled the boy to put down the flowerpot, rubbed the red silk with his fingertips, and smiled softly, "Yellow spring water, flowers from the other side, I believe everyone has heard of it."
"But no one has seen the real flowers and spring water."
Having said this, he paused and said, "I read ancient books and spent three years cultivating the Yellow Spring Flower according to the description in the ancient books."
When Pei Ming finished speaking, everyone was slightly shocked.
"What? Flower of the Underworld? Isn't that a flower that only exists in legends?"
"Really or not? Are there really Bana flowers in this world?"
"The other side of the underworld is said to have the effect of rejuvenating the beauty..."
Stay in beauty?
Hearing the comments from the people, Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled slightly.
She turned her head and looked at Lu Xiao.
Sometimes the other party looked at Pei Ming intently, and sometimes his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking.
Pei Ming glanced at Su Ruotang calmly and picked up the red silk.
As the red silk is opened, the fragrance becomes more intense.
Everyone took a deep breath, and their eyes looked confused for a moment.
The color of Su Ruotang's eyes changed slightly, and he and Mo Rongyan lowered their eyelashes.
Just in time to avoid Pei Ming's gaze.
With just a quick glance, the two of them could clearly see the so-called Flower of the Other Side.
The bright red petals are like chrysanthemums, blooming in layers.
Dark green branches with no leaves.
After a while, everyone came back to their senses and made a sound of shock.
"Oh my God, Manzhu Shahua! Manzhu Shahua in the painting book!"
"Flowers and leaves have not seen each other for thousands of years. Is this the flower of the other side?"
"What a unique fragrance. I feel like my mind is clearing up a bit after smelling it."
Listening to everyone's discussion, Pei Ming kept paying attention to Su Ruotang and Mo Ronyan.
Seeing that the expressions of the two of them were the same as everyone else, there was nothing unusual, so he smiled softly and said, "I have read in books that the flower of the other side has the effect of calming the mind and calming the energy."
As he spoke, he raised his hand with a subtle expression, gently stroking the petals of the other shore flower as if caressing a loved one.
"Unfortunately, it is too difficult to cultivate this flower. I only cultivated one plant in three years."
Su Ruotang's delicate brows furrowed slightly, her long eyelashes lowered as she sniffed the air and lowered her voice, "Do you smell blood?"
Mo Ronyan took a deep look at Bianhua, and said in a clear voice with a hint of chill, "There's something wrong with this flower."
"The middle-aged man who just spoke is Lu Xiao, the richest man in Nancheng. It's impossible for him to randomly identify the wrong person, unless he is a twin."
"The Zilin Guards have investigated Pei Ming. His ancestors were both businessmen. Twenty years ago, Pei Ming's parents came to open a hot spring resort outside the capital."
"The Pei family and his wife went out to do business ten years ago, and their carriage fell off the cliff of Luo Mountain and they both died tragically."
"Ten-year-old Pei Ming took over the hot spring villa."
"In the past ten years, the Hot Spring Villa has not only declined, but has flourished."
Su Ruotang's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed: "When Lu Xiao spoke, Pei Ming looked unnatural for a moment."
Mo Rongyan held the little jade cat on his wrist with cold white fingers, his eyes were cold and indifferent, "There is something wrong with Pei Ming."
Just as he finished speaking, Lu Xiao stood up and said, "Mr. Pei, the flower of the other shore only exists in legends, but now you have cultivated it."
"I would like to come forward and take a closer look. I wonder if Mr. Pei can allow it?"
Pei Ming had a light smile on his face: "Of course you can, but at this flower viewing banquet, the third prince and the third prince's concubine are here."
"If you want to come forward and watch, you two need to watch it first."
Lu Xiao smiled boldly: "No problem."
Mo Rongyan pulled Su Ruotang to stand up and walked forward slowly.
His beautiful and gorgeous face was expressionless. He glanced at Pei Ming and asked directly: "What do you use to water the flowers on the other side?"
Pei Ming's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and he uttered three words, "Yellow Spring Water."
hiss--
Everyone gasped in shock.
The closer you get to Bana Flower, the stronger the smell becomes on your breath.
Su Ruotang lowered his eyes and spoke slowly, "Can you let us see the Huangquan water?"
"Of course you can." Pei Ming agreed and ordered the boy to bring the Huangquan water.
Not long after, the waiter arrived carrying a porcelain white cup about the size of a football.
What spreads along with it is a sweet fragrance.
The water in the cup was slightly red.
The sun was shining down, and it was strange and strange.
Su Ruotang glanced at the flowers on the other side.
There are layers of petals, and each petal spreads a flower network.
There is a faint, vague feeling of liquid flowing.
She squinted her eyes, held the silver needle with her white fingertips, and picked up a drop of yellow spring water.
Under the sun, the yellow spring water that lingers on the tip of the needle glows with a faint crimson color, like a ruby with crystal clear color and fine material.
Pei Ming pinched his fingers slightly into the palm of his hand, his expression unchanged, "Yellow Spring water is made by boiling dozens of herbs for seven or forty-nine days and distilling it."
The sweet smell lingered in Su Ruotang's nose.
Hearing this, she seemed to say casually, "Did you use stork blood?"
Stork blood is a lotus-shaped plant with high medicinal value.
The concoction made from stork blood will have a faint fishy sweet taste.
