Chapter 389: Confidentiality
They couldn't even see through such a simple thing. Chen Yimin really didn't know why they still came to this flower exhibition. It was just a waste of time.
"First of all, anyone who knows about roses will know that there is a problem with rose genes and they cannot show blue. If you want to cultivate blue roses, you must undergo genetic modification to make it happen."
Not to mention whether it can be done, the cost of genetic modification of the blue rose is enormous, and the failure rate is very high. So far, the blue rose is just a concept.
And this time, the flower garden event said that the flowers were planted by the flower farmers themselves, and that blue roses can be grown by planting them themselves.
Chen Yimin didn't believe it, so he knew it was fake without even looking at it.
But they did dye it very naturally, and it looked like the blue was coming from the inside, unlike the usual ones which were extremely obviously fake.
"This dye is just more natural, but if you look at its rhizome, there should be signs of dyeing. And under the leaves of this flower, are there signs of needles?"
As Chen Yimin was speaking, the others couldn't help but look over. One of them took a magnifying glass, took a good look at the blue rose, and pointed at the inconspicuous place at the bottom and spoke.
"Oh, don't tell me, this big brother is really amazing, this blue rose is fake and dyed with dye."
Chen Yimin stopped talking after that. After all, this was a project planned by Ye Lu. If the matter became too big, it would be very difficult for her.
At this time, an old man in a Zhongshan suit walked out from the side. This man was Mr. Yang. He loved flowers very much and knew a lot about them.
Looking at Chen Yimin, he couldn't help but smile and asked him: "Not bad, your vision is very sharp. Then according to what you said, do you think there are blue roses in the world?"
Chen Yimin just bowed and said modestly: "I'm sorry for making a fool of myself. But it is possible to make a blue rose, but it's more troublesome."
He didn't want to cause any trouble, so he said goodbye and took Sang Guo away.
After walking a few meters, Sang Guo looked at Chen Yimin with shining eyes and praised him, "You are so amazing, how did you figure that out?"
"Anyone with eyes can see it." Chen Yimin rubbed her little head and took her inside.
Zhou Hao stroked his chin thoughtfully, frowned and thought about it, then asked Chen Yimin: "Is that Mr. Yang just now? Why does he look so familiar to me?"
Chen Yimin: …
He was really slow to warm up. He didn't react until he had walked so far away. Chen Yimin nodded, and Zhou Hao raised his eyebrows in surprise. He thought they looked alike , but he didn't expect it to be true.
But why would Old Yang come to such a place? Zhou Hao was shocked. "It is said that the Yang family has not been doing well in recent years and has been going downhill. I didn't expect it to be true. Old Yang actually came here. It seems that those families in Beijing are too tight..."
Zhou Hao shook his head, but he didn't know much, and these were just his guesses. Chen Yimin had little contact with them, and he just heard a few words from others, so he didn't ask much.
Since it was known that the blue rose was dyed, the blue rose was taken off the shelf. Not long after that, the yard was also sealed off.
This activity is so strict. The original intention was to create an original ecological flower base, so there can be no falsification. For the sake of publicity, the reputation of this place has been affected.
The villagers didn't know how much resentment they had, but they could only talk about it in private. They were worried that this incident would displease the tourists.
At the flower banquet at noon, Chen Yimin arrived at the village square.
There were rows of tables and chairs, with room for people to sit on either side. This was a buffet, so after eating, you could just leave, and someone would come and clear the table soon.
They sat down casually. The villagers were busy preparing dishes one after another. The dishes were small and exquisite, not much in portion, but enough to eat.
There were ten dishes on the table, including fried meat with fresh flowers, fresh flower rice, and fresh flower cakes. In short, the dishes on the table were delicious and all made with fresh flowers.
Moreover, the ingredients are very fresh. In order to highlight the flavor, their flower banquet rarely uses other ingredients, only a little salt for light seasoning.
Just this little bit of salt made the food taste delicious enough. Chen Yimin moved his nose and could smell the scent of flowers. He picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. The tenderness of the meat and the sweetness of the flowers combined together.
Even Chen Yimin, who was a picky eater, was won over. He nodded and thought the flower banquet was really good.
After finishing a bowl of rice, there was a cake left. Chen Yimin broke the cake and ate it. An old man with gray hair and wearing a blue vest came over.
He is the village chief, Ma Xihua. In the beginning, he was the one who led the villagers to plant flowers. In recent years, more and more flowers have been planted from their place.
And the quality is better than the average. He stood beside Chen Yimin with a cane and said respectfully: "Sir, can I bother you for a moment?"
Chen Yimin stood up and nodded at him: "Old sir, just tell me what you want to say."
Chen Yimin didn't know him, so Ma Xihua introduced herself first and told Chen Yimin that he was the village chief. Then she apologized to him, saying that she didn't manage the flower garden strictly, and there was a mistake in this flower garden activity, and the blue rose appeared.
The old village chief Ma Xihua said, "I have been planting flowers for decades and teaching villagers to plant flowers for decades. This is the first time I have seen dyed flowers, which makes me feel uncomfortable. It really pollutes your eyes, but I am too shameless. I want to ask you for a favor. I hope you can keep it a secret."
Chen Yimin readily agreed. He was not the kind of person who liked to gossip. Apart from the dyed blue roses, the other fresh flowers here were very good.
Ma Xihua nodded and walked away unsteadily. In the afternoon, there would be a bidding meeting. Some potted flowers and plants would be displayed. If you liked them, you could bid a price, and the one with the highest price would get them.
This is the same process as the secret bidding for gambling on jadeite. Chen Yimin also went to take a look and bid on a few relatively good ones, but the price he offered was very average, so he didn't buy them in the end.
Zhou Hao is quite generous. He will bid for any flower he thinks is pretty. He doesn't like flowers that much, but his grandfather has grown old in recent years and also has a hobby of growing flowers, so he bought quite a few flowers for his grandfather.
The itinerary for the day was pretty much like this, and the second day was the same, except that Chen Yimin didn't go the next day. Zhou Hao just took Sang Guo to see the flowers, and then on the third day there was a flower auction, which Chen Yimin was quite interested in, so he went along.
