"Is this the grass you're talking about?"
Chief No. 1 pointed to the grass on the oasis in front of him and asked Fang Qiu.
"Yes."
Fang Qiu nodded.
"Let me have a taste."
Chief No. 1 immediately squatted down with a smile, reached out to pick a blade of grass, and directly put it in his mouth to chew.
"Well, this grass tastes good. It's very tender and doesn't taste earthy at all."
While they were talking.
Chief No. 1 picked another blade of grass, handed it to the bodyguard standing next to him, and said, "Have a taste. It tastes really good."
The bodyguard took a bite and his face changed slightly. He immediately said, "There is indeed the Qi of Heaven and Earth in this grass. It's a pity that it's too little for me. But it should have a good effect on ordinary soldiers."
"It's indeed a treasure land."
Chief No. 1 laughed excitedly and ordered, "Plant. Plant whatever you can. It's best to plant fruit trees. Such a large piece of land can't be wasted!"
Later.
After Fang Qiu had handed over all the things he had done.
A group of people returned to the base.
Back to the base.
Fang Qiu and Li Ji left together.
The matter of Lop Nor had been handed over to the country. Fang Qiu had no worries and concerns. It was time to leave.
Li Ji had been in Beijiang for a long time.
Now that several chiefs of the base had returned, he naturally had to return to his department to report. So the two of them agreed to return to Jiangjing together.
…
Back to Jiangjing.
Fang Qiu did not go to Zhao Shanlin and Zhu Benzheng immediately.
Because he knew that even if he went there, he would not be of much help.
The most important thing he had to do now was to find a way to make money!
Although the Desert Cistanche had been transported and the place had been found.
However, the seedling had just begun. He did not know how much money it would cost to study it successfully.
By then.
If the cultivation was successful, he would need to build a factory, rent and buy land, buy manufacturing machines, hire workers, and so on. According to the previous calculation, it would need at least 100 million yuan to complete all these.
Plus the 10 million yuan he gave to Zhao Shanlin, Fang Qiu was now 60 million yuan away from 100 million yuan.
He had to make money as soon as possible.
Otherwise.
If he had no money to build a factory and open a company after all the research was successful, it would be embarrassing.
Therefore.
As soon as he returned to Jiangjing.
Fang Qiu went straight to He Gaoming's detective agency.
He was going to ask He Gaoming what other things were worth money in Wulin except for the treasures of heaven and earth.
Fang Qiu did not ask Li Ji to see him off.
He didn't want to delay Li Ji's return and didn't want to attract too much attention, so he directly hailed a taxi.
In the car.
He was bored to death.
Fang Qiu took out his mobile phone and logged into Weibo.
He thought about it carefully.
He hadn't been on Weibo for a long time.
In the end.
He opened Weibo.
Fang Qiu received thousands of messages and private messages.
Helplessly.
Fang Qiu had no choice but to mute his phone, and then he clicked on mine to have a look.
In the end.
The first line that came into view.
It was the Weibo of Li Canming, the postdoctoral fellow who had returned from the United States.
"Who do you think you are? Fang Qiu, let me kindly remind you that the medical conference will be held in two weeks. I'll be waiting for your announcement! "
He took a closer look.
This Weibo post happened to be posted today.
Without a doubt.
As soon as this Weibo post appeared, it immediately caused a heated discussion.
Originally …
Many people had forgotten about this. Now that Li Canming mentioned it, everyone immediately remembered it.
Of course.
Fang Qiu's fans were the first to bear the brunt.
"Master Fang Qiu doesn't need you to remind me."
"I'm waiting for you to be slapped in the face!"
"Can't you be a little more promising? Every now and then, you come to ride on our Master Fang Qiu's popularity to find a sense of existence."
"Don't always talk nonsense. When the time comes, Master Fang Qiu will definitely convince you!"
…
Seeing this Weibo post and looking at the comments under this Weibo post, Fang Qiu smiled indifferently.
"There are still two weeks."
"Waiting to see me make a fool of myself?"
"Unfortunately, I don't know who will be slapped in the face."
Laughing in his heart, Fang Qiu logged out of Weibo and put away his mobile phone.
Soon.
He came to He Gaoming's detective agency.
As Fang Qiu went upstairs, he quickly changed into the mysterious man John Doe's costume and then covered his face with a mask.
At this time.
He Gaoming was sitting in the detective agency, his hands held high on the desk, smoking a cigar while talking to a client on the phone.
"Don't worry. The information you get from me is guaranteed to be true. I guarantee that you can get whatever you want. You just need to transfer the hire fee to me."
When he came to the door, Fang Qiu heard He Gaoming's arrogant voice.
"Click!"
He pushed the door open and entered.
He Gaoming, who was on the phone, raised his eyebrows and immediately turned his head to see who was so stupid that he swaggered in without knocking on the door.
As a result.
The moment he saw Fang Qiu, he immediately stood up straight.
"Well, that's it."
After saying to the phone, He Gaoming immediately hung up the phone without hesitation. Then he put on a smiling face and greeted Fang Qiu while asking, "Master, why are you here?"
"I want to ask you something."
Fang Qiu said.
"Go ahead."
He Gaoming immediately nodded and said, "I can tell you everything."
"Really?"
Fang Qiu asked playfully.
"Of course it's true."
He Gaoming immediately straightened his back and said with a solemn face.
"That's good."
Fang Qiu nodded and said, "I want information about the Nirvana Organization."
"What?"
He Gaoming was stunned and asked, "What Nirvana Organization?"
"Didn't you say that you could explain everything to me?"
Fang Qiu asked speechlessly.
"This …"
He Gaoming smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, I really haven't heard of it. I know all kinds of organizations in Huaxia, but I really haven't heard of the Nirvana Organization. Are you sure this organization really exists?"
"Yes."
Fang Qiu said.
"Since it exists, I must have a way."
He Gaoming immediately patted his chest and said, "I've never heard of this organization before. It seems that it's not simple. I can't guarantee that I can find their information, but I will try my best to help you inquire about it."
"Okay."
Fang Qiu nodded with satisfaction and said, "I have one more thing."
"What?"
He Gaoming asked again.
"What's the most valuable thing in Wulin?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"Heaven materials and earth treasures."
He Gaoming answered immediately without thinking.
Fang Qiu was speechless.
"I don't need you to tell me that."
"I mean, in addition to heaven materials and earth treasures!"
Hearing that.
He Gaoming nodded with understanding and said, "Then it must be the cultivation experience of a master."
Speaking of this.
He Gaoming suddenly thought of the book of experience that Fang Qiu had auctioned at the previous auction. He immediately looked at Fang Qiu with a flattering face and said, "Master, you have so many experiences. At least give me, your disciple, one. And with your strength, isn't it a piece of cake for you to write this kind of experience?"
"Cultivation depends on the individual." Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "Even if I have experience, I have to go my own way. And those previous experiences have been burned by me."
As soon as he said that.
He Gaoming suddenly looked distressed.
Burned?
Such a good thing, how could he burn it?
He would rather burn it than give it to me. This is too much of a bully!
However, he also understood.
What Fang Qiu said was right. Every martial arts practitioner walked on his own path. If he blindly relied on the experience to imitate, he was doomed to not go far.
And here.
Fang Qiu was more distressed.
Sell the experience for money?
It couldn't be sold for much money!
The most important thing was.
Fang Qiu didn't want to expose his strength too much at the moment. It was better for him to let everyone figure out and guess.
"What about the others?"
Fang Qiu asked again.
"Others?"
He Gaoming thought for a moment and said, "Then there is only the weapon."
"Oh?"
Fang Qiu was stunned.
"Especially the weapon of a master."
He Gaoming opened his mouth and said, "A weapon contaminated with the aura of a master, if the person who obtains it tries to figure it out, he can understand a lot of things. For example, someone comprehended the sword intent of a master with a sword, or a powerful saber method with a saber, and so on."
Hearing this.
Fang Qiu's eyes lit up.
"The weapon is good!"
"It seems that this thing can be mass-produced."
"As for the aura of a master, he himself is a master of the Guru Realm!"
"However, how can this aura be attached to the weapon?"
Fang Qiu was tempted.
"Master, what are you going to do? Are you short of money?"
He Gaoming looked at Fang Qiu and asked with a puzzled face.
"I want to make a weapon for the benefit of Wulin."
Fang Qiu said with awe-inspiring righteousness.
He Gaoming immediately cast a disdainful look. Although he did not dare to say it out loud, he secretly cursed in his heart, "I think you are short of money!"
Thinking of this.
"Hey hey."
He Gaoming suddenly laughed again. While laughing, he said to Fang Qiu flatteringly, "Master, can you make a sword for me? If I take it out, you will be honored as my master, won't you?"
"I am going to make a fan."
Fang Qiu opened his mouth and said, "It is easier to make a fan, and it looks more elegant."
At the sound of this.
He Gaoming gave him a disdainful look again.
"There is a ranking in Wulin. In terms of the aura of a master, the highest is the saber and the worst is the fan."
He Gaoming opened his mouth and said, "That is to say, the same master will wear the fan for the same time with the least aura."
Hearing this.
Fang Qiu sweated profusely.
This was embarrassing.
As for weapons, he really didn't know anything about it.
"Do you have a weapon? Let me see what the aura on the weapon is."
Fang Qiu asked.
"No."
He Gaoming immediately shook his head and said proudly, "I have always fought the world with my bare hands!"
"Then, who has one?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"Elder Yi."
He Gaoming immediately opened his mouth and said, "He has a sword."
Fang Qiu did not think about it and immediately turned to leave.
"Hey, don't go first."
He Gaoming immediately shouted anxiously, rushed up directly, blocked Fang Qiu's way, and said, "Master, it's not easy for you to come here. Why don't you stay for a while?"
"You don't want the sword?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"Yes, of course."
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