"Red fruit?" Yang Ruxin blinked, but quickly came to terms with it. In the past, this thing existed merely as an ornamental plant, with its bright red fruits, so calling it 'red fruit' did fit the bill.
Gu Qingheng nodded, "As soon as you mentioned it, I thought of this."
"Was it you who reminded him?"
"Yes." Gu Qingheng nodded, "Actually, I had a pot of it before, always kept in my study. The red brightened up the room, and it seemed to not attract mosquitoes..."
"Gu Qingheng." Yang Ruxin grabbed Gu Qingheng's arm, "Listen to me, now with this, it's like having a money tree. As long as we can cultivate it, it will be able to replace Cornus officinalis. No, not replace, but surpass it. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it could even start a new era of cuisine..." In modern times, Sichuan cuisine was absolutely popular all over the country, and there was a saying that when two people on a date didn't know what to eat, Sichuan cuisine would never be turned down.
