Back in the suite of Yanbei Hotel, Yang Chengzhi asked the two clerks to put the potted plants planted with purple bamboo on the floor of the suite, and when the clerks left, he brought the three things he bought back in the flower, bird, fish and insect market into the space.

He first put the ten little turtles in the bag into the pool of space, and the ten little turtles immediately adapted to this magical new environment.

The two golden turtles did not stay motionless on the pebbles, as they did in the large tank of the shop, but climbed up and down the edge of the pool, and with their two small eyes the size of green beans, they looked around at the new environment that was ten thousand times more comfortable than the big tank.

Yang Chengzhi felt the change in the space slightly, and what disappointed him was that there was no major change in the space, how could he buy the money turtle, thinking that the money turtle was also like Tai Sui, Topaz Panlong Walnut Tree, and Blood Jade Tea Tree. Ambergris, like that, will cause a noticeable change in space.

But think about it again, I also have a lot of understanding in my heart, and it is recorded in some materials that in the past, the golden turtle also survived in large numbers in China, and at that time, large and small golden turtles could be seen everywhere by the streams in the mountains.

But in modern times, especially now, due to the development of science and technology, people have found that the whole body of the golden turtle is a treasure, the eggs it lays and the meat on the body are delicious, and the nutritional value is much higher than that of similar turtles and turtles, especially its tortoise shell has the effect of resisting the fission of cancer cells.

Driven by huge economic interests, people catch a large number of golden turtles in the mountains and forests, coupled with people's indiscriminate logging, environmental pollution, their living environment is deteriorating day by day, and in previous years, people rarely saw golden turtles.

There are even people who say that the golden turtle is extinct in China, and later people occasionally find a small number of golden turtles, knowing that this kind of thing still survives in the wild, the Chinese wildlife protection department will list the golden turtle as a first-class protected animal.

This golden turtle is just like another occupant in his space, which used to store a large number of zài, but now it is basically extinct, that is, the millet rice in his space.

Now scientists also know the special effects of millet rice from ancient books, and they are also looking for millet rice all over China, but they have not found a single millet rice for many years, and Chinese scientists secretly lament that the world has lost a kind of medicinal food that can be eaten at will.

However, scientists in other countries say that millet rice is simply made up by Chinese scientists, and there is no such miraculous crop as zài, especially among China's close neighbors Stick Country and Sun Country.

Bangziguo said that the traditional Chinese medicine that has been inherited in China for 5,000 years was invented by the Korean nation, and the Chinese medicine was learned from the Bangziguo......

Seeing that the space had not changed much, Yang Chengzhi shook his head in disappointment, took out the green rose branches that he had asked the store owner for from his backpack, and wanted to find a place to cut these green rose branches.

He remembered reading in that book that the best place to grow roses was in the slightly acidic red soil of a hilly area, and he saw a small hill on the edge of the space, and thought that the soil of the hill was not exactly reddish-brown, and that it might be suitable for the growth of green roses.

He took the green rose branches, went to the foot of the small hill, found a random place, cut the green roses into knots of more than ten centimeters, cut them into the reddish-brown soil, and carried a few buckets of space water from the space pond and watered them.

When the second bucket was watered, Yang Chengzhi felt the small hill under his feet tremble slightly, and the green rose branch cut into the reddish-brown soil grew a young leaf at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this situation, his heart was happy, it seems that the shopkeeper said that it is true, this green rose is a strange thing, when the shopkeeper gave him a flower branch, he muttered a sentence, this flower should only be in the sky, fall to the ground into a mortal branch.

At that time, he thought that the shopkeeper was talking nonsense, and his heart said that this green rose was at most a variant genetically modified by scientists, but now that he was aware of the changes in space, he understood that this green rose was not a product modified by scientists, but a strange thing given by God.

He looked back at the big pot of purple bamboo potted plants in the distance, how could he get that big pot of things, if it was the same as bringing things into the space outside the space, how good it would be if he thought about it.

As soon as this thought fell on him, the big pot of purple bamboo potted plants came to his eyes, but his body felt very tired, as if he had finished some heavy work, and his head was a little swollen.

It seems that you can't just take things from a distance, it's too much of a hassle.

He dug out the purple bamboo in the potted plant along with the Chaoyin purple bamboo, first selected a place for the ordinary purple bamboo, and planted it, and twenty or thirty thirty or forty centimeter purple bamboos were planted in less than five square meters.

Looking at the still bare hills, he said in his heart: How many precious plants do it cost to plant the entire hill, but he can't look at any plants in general.

He specially chose a separate place to plant that Chaoyin purple bamboo, he didn't want to plant this strange thing with other ordinary purple bamboos, if he accidentally cut it as an ordinary purple bamboo, it would be too late to regret it.

Digging a small pit, pouring a bucket of space water into the small pit, and waiting for the space water to seep into the soil, Yang Chengzhi carefully put the tide sound purple bamboo into it and covered it with reddish-brown soil. Some more space water was poured on it.

I was just going to get up and go to the pond to wash my hands and get out of the space and take a look at the hospital.

Feeling that the hill under his feet was like an earthquake, shaking violently, Yang Chengzhi was shocked, but then calmed down, the last time he brought back the Stygian Fish, the space had undergone great changes, but the changes caused by the Stygian Fish were not so drastic.

It took a full five minutes for the hill under his feet to stop shaking, and at this time the hill was much higher than just now, and now it could not be said to be a hill, it was a hill, and he looked at it, and the hill was at least five hundred meters high.

He was originally standing at the foot of the mountain, but now he is standing halfway up the mountain, looking up at the sky above the space, the purple sun in mid-air is even brighter, emitting a dazzling purple light, shining on his body There is an indescribable comfort.

Looking not far away, the newly planted Chaoyin purple bamboo is not like a dozen centimeters just now, now it is at least more than a foot high, and there are no more than 36 lilac bamboo leaves hanging on the purple branches.

Not far from the Chaoyin Purple Bamboo, there is a small Chaoyin Purple Bamboo that is exactly the same as the Chaoyin Purple Bamboo, but this newly emerged Chaoyin Purple Bamboo is seven or eight centimeters high, and there are twelve lilac bamboo leaves hanging on the purple branches.

Yang Chengzhi's heart moved, the tide sound purple bamboo still has this kind of change, a thousand years of one foot, thirty-six leaves, can also be accompanied by a hundred years of tide sound purple bamboo, does this also confirm the Buddhist saying, the number of ninety-nine. How many thousands of years old is the Chaoyin Purple Bamboo Forest on Putuo Mountain in the legendary South China Sea.

Yang Chengzhi shook his head, don't think about such an esoteric question, let it be. Pick up the bucket and walk towards the pond.

Walking past the place where the green roses were cut just now, the green roses that were cut down have now turned into rose plants that are more than a foot tall because of the great change in the space just now.

Yang Chengzhi was overjoyed, and in a few days, green roses would appear in his yard.