Interstellar Super Empire

Chapter 12 Let me give you an explanation

After school in the afternoon, Zhong Yun went home directly.

Walking into the front yard, Zhong Yun found that the lights in the house were on, and he couldn't help but feel happy. His parents have been very busy recently, and they haven't been home for more than a week.

Open the door, sure enough, both parents are on the sofa.Just as he was about to go up to say hello, he suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with the expressions of the two of them.

"Dad, Mom, you are back." Zhong Yun felt a little apprehensive, and his first reaction was that they had discovered the instruments piled up in the guest room.

Zhong Pingjiang sat in the chair with a serious expression on his face.Yun Rong looked worried, looked at her husband, then at her son, hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Yun could only play dumb at this time.

Zhong Pingjiang sighed softly, and said calmly, "Come and sit."

Zhong Yun was a little surprised. In his memory, this father was a truly strict father. When he did something wrong when he was young, he would be severely taught.

The most memorable time is when Xiao Zhongyun and his parents were guests at a friend's house. Because of his naughtiness, he smashed the exquisite Jialan carvings at the friend's house.After returning home, he gave Zhong Pingjiang a severe beating. The pain of that time is still fresh in his memory.

When did he become so kind?Zhong Yun sat aside with a strange expression, and turned his questioning eyes to his mother.Mother didn't help him this time, but just shook her head.

Hold your breath and prepare for the coming storm.

"Xiaoyun, you are seventeen this year."

When Zhong Pingjiang spoke, he was calmer than Zhong Yun expected, and there was a feeling of timelessness in his voice.

Zhong Yun nodded stupidly, and for a moment, Zhong Yun seemed to have returned to the earth.The night before his accident, in the same house, with the same father, the same opening...

Father's sonorous voice rang in my ears again, and the stern words were full of deep concern and expectation.

Suddenly, the man in memory overlapped with the man in front of him.

"Time flies so fast. In three years, you will be an adult."

Zhong Yun suddenly noticed that there were a few wrinkles on the corners of his father's face.

"You've grown up enough to handle your own affairs..."

The bags under his eyes were so swollen that he must have stayed up all night.

"A man must be responsible, and he must be brave enough to take responsibility for what he does."

He looks so tired. Is it because the burden of family weighs him down?
"you……"

"Dad, stop talking." Zhong Yun rubbed his red eyes, and he took a deep breath, "I won't tell you because I'm afraid you will worry."

"Xiao Yun..." Yun Rong looked at her son and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Let him talk." Zhong Pingjiang interrupted his wife.

Zhong Yun faced his parents calmly, "I bought those instruments with my own money, and I earned the money myself."

Zhong Pingjiang was very calm, he didn't interrupt, and waited for his son to continue.

"I know it's unbelievable, but it's true. I can prove it to you. Wait for me." After Zhong Yun finished speaking, he ran to the backyard.

"Do you believe what he said?"

Yun Rong asked worriedly. She was very worried that her son would be led astray. The company she worked for was related to instruments, and she knew the prices of those instruments very well.An ordinary 17-year-old boy cannot pay millions of dollars.

"I believe in my son." Zhong Pingjiang's words were full of firmness.

In the backyard, Zhong Yun's feet paused, and when he walked again, his steps became lighter.

Seeing their son carefully placing a pot of flowers on the table, the couple were amazed.

After seeing the appearance of the potted flower clearly, both of their eyes were attracted. Yun Rong sighed, "It's so beautiful."

There are ten flowers in total, nine of which are slightly smaller in golden yellow, surrounded by a larger light red flower like a moon surrounded by stars.The light red petals are as thin as a cicada's wings, almost transparent, so delicate and beautiful.

But every fold of it shows a kind of full life tension, and makes people feel its exuberant vitality.The fragility and unyieldingness of life constitute a strange sense of contradiction, which makes people deeply immersed in it.

A tranquil fragrance permeates the room, which is light and refreshing.

"Did you buy this?" Yun Rong said happily, women are irresistible to all good things.

"No." Zhong Yun corrected, "I planted it."

Although Yun Rong was curious that her son had such abilities, she didn't think too much about it. She was not very interested in raising flowers and plants, and she didn't know how valuable the potted flowers on the table were.

Zhong Pingjiang knew better and knew that this thing was worth a lot.That is due to the fact that he has a boss who likes to grow flowers. He usually searches for such information, votes for his boss, and accumulates some flower knowledge.

However, he didn't understand the true value of this potted flower, and thought, if it could sell for 10,000+, it would be the best.

Thinking of this, he frowned, "You mean, all your money is earned from planting flowers?"

"That's right." Zhong Yun nodded.

Yun Rong couldn't help but wonder, "How much is this potted flower worth?"

Zhong Yun was stunned, is this an ordinary flower? If this potted flower is taken to the flower market, it will drive the entire Mingzhou and even the entire Davao into madness.

"How much is it worth?" Zhong Yun raised his tone, feeling that talking to them two outsiders was like playing the piano with the cow, but he seemed to have forgotten that a month ago, he was just an outsider who didn't understand anything.

"You won't believe me when I say it. You can find out after asking. My potted plant is called 'Nine Stars with the Moon', the unique 'Nine Stars with the Moon'." Zhong Yun's tone was full of pride.

After speaking, she returned to the room with the flowers, leaving the couple in the living room looking at each other, Yun Rong whispered, "Judging from Xiao Yun's tone, that potted flower seems to be really valuable."

Zhong Pingjiang recalled, "I heard from the manager that a few years ago a potted flower was sold for a sky-high price of 8000 million."

Yun Rong was taken aback, "How valuable is this little plant?" She felt unimaginable.

Zhong Pingjiang smiled and said, "Aren't you willing to spend 20 to buy a replica of Fan'a?"

"What's the difference?" Yun Rong said angrily.

No matter how rich their imagination is, they will never imagine how much this potted flower is worth.

Yun Rong suddenly said, "What is Xiaoyun buying so many instruments for? He is only a middle school student, and those instruments are enough for college students."

Zhong Pingjiang shook his head, he couldn't figure it out either.

"But those instruments are very safe. Let him do whatever he wants. As long as he doesn't go astray." Finally, Yun Rong said.

"I need to find someone else to confirm this matter. Doesn't your cousin like to collect flowers? You can ask him, and I will ask my boss."

"Ah."

Back in the room, Zhong Yun started to work. The floor of the room was full of parts removed from those chemical instruments.With professional tools, it doesn't take much effort to remove these parts.

The real difficulty was assembling these parts. Fortunately, what ZERO handed him was not a drawing, but a demonstration video. In this way, it took him an entire night.

After yawning for a long time, Zhong Yun looked at the strange-looking thing on the ground, because it was pieced together, its appearance was very abstract, and the most eye-catching ones were the two metal bowls on the top.

Zhong Yun was very curious, what is the function of this thing, this crap cost him several million, thinking about it, he still felt a slight pain in his heart.

But thinking about it, ZERO will not let him do meaningless things, and the products produced by ZERO are all epoch-making good stuff. Thinking of this, he can't help but look forward to it.

PS: It’s my birthday tomorrow, so I decided to break out, write 4 chapters and [-] words, and prepare for recommendation votes.

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