Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Bai Shanbao bought one, then broke the green ball and divided it into half of the treasure, and the two tasted it each.

After thinking about it, Man Bao reluctantly nodded, "It's not bad, you can buy it and have a taste, we haven't eaten Qingtuan yet this year."

Bai Erlang immediately took one. Qili Village has a custom of eating Qingming during the Qingming Festival. Now that it is the Dragon Boat Festival, it is supposed to be too late. The wormwood is not so tender at this time, and the taste is not as good as Qingming.

But the stall owner's choice of ingredients was not bad, Bai Erlang broke off half of it and handed it to Wei Chen, then took a bite himself.

Wei Chen held the lotus leaf in his hands, watching the half of the youth group eating or not eating.

Bai Erlang took a bite and couldn't help feeling disgusted, "It's not as delicious as your home's."

Man Bao ate the green dough in his hand, raised his chin and said, "Of course, my sister-in-law made it."

The stall owner was not happy, and said: "My family's craftsmanship is also good, but now the moi is a bit old, these are the tender moi we carefully selected, and the green balls we make are also delicious during Qingming... ..."

Bai Shanbao paid the money and insisted: "It's not as delicious as our home cooking."

The stall owner was stunned for a moment and then said: "That's right, all these things are naturally better at home."

Qi Jue was intrigued by what they said, so he also spent money to buy one, and then shared it with his companions. It was the first time they ate such a thing, and they thought it tasted strange.

After the group finished eating the green group, they followed the direction of the crowd. Man Bao found a small street selling flowers, plants, insects and birds, and went in to have a look curiously.

Qi Jue and the others were not interested in this, nor was Bai Erlang, so they followed the crowd and separated from them.

Bai Shanbao thought that he would ask Man Bao to help with half of his homework tonight, so he accompanied her in for a stroll.

Half the street sells flowers and plants, the most eye-catching ones are peonies and peonies.

There are many colors of peonies, but now the top grades are deep red, silver red and flesh red. After coming to Yizhou for more than a month, it is certainly not the first time Manbao has seen peonies.

But every time I see it, I just take a look, I can't afford it...

At this time, seeing the large pots of peonies arranged in several rows on the ground, Man Bao also squatted down, drooling as he watched.

If Keke can be visualized, it must be squatting and drooling in the host's mind at this time.

I really... really want it.

Man Bao looked at a pot of deep red peonies in full bloom, with strong appreciation in his eyes.

The stall owner glanced at their clothes, and asked with a smile: "Little lady, this is a top-grade peony, do you want to buy a pot?"

Man Bao asked, "How much?"

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. The Dragon Boat Festival is celebrated to celebrate the well-being of customers, so I deliberately made it cheap and took an auspicious number, only sixteen taels."

Bai Shanbao also squatted beside Man Bao, and said, "Where are five cows?"

Man Bao, who was still moved, didn't dare to buy it immediately.

Keke's teeth itch, why did he let the host go shopping for the Dragon Boat Festival so considerately? Isn't it because there are many good things on the street?

It's a big holiday, shouldn't you buy something for the host and its system for the holiday?

Man Bao raised his head to look at the stall owner, looked at him sincerely and asked, "Boss, do you have any unopened peonies that are inferior? Sell them to me at a lower price."

The stall owner was stunned for a moment and then said: "Hey, who buys flowers that don't buy the best and most desirable ones? How can we buy the bad ones? We dare not take out those flowers."

"It's okay, I don't mind if it's bad."

"But we don't mind," said the stall owner, "If it spreads out, it will ruin our reputation. We are flower farmers, so we just grow flowers for dinner. We don't dare to do that."

"Is peony hard to grow?"

The stall owner laughed and said, "Ordinary peonies are not difficult to grow, but rare peonies like ours are difficult to serve. If a pot of this kind is damaged, it will cause a lot of loss."

"Where can I buy ordinary peonies?"

The stall owner was distressed, "Then I don't know, our family only grows the best peonies."

Bai Shanbao asked, "Does your family sell flower seeds? Whether it is ordinary or high-quality, we will buy them all."

The stall owner shook his head and smiled, "Our peonies are all transplanted and don't have seeds."

Man Bao sighed quietly, thanked him, and went to see other flowers and plants with Bai Shanbao.

Bai Shanbao complained in a low voice: "They are really stingy, people in our village are not like this."

There are no ordinary flowers and no seeds, which is deceiving.

Manbao has already experienced it and is used to it. People outside seem to care more about things like seeds and craftsmanship, and they don't easily teach others or share them with others.

She went shopping for half a street, but it wasn't in vain. Under Ke Ke's guidance, she bought two pots of flowers that hadn't been collected, and then she and Bai Shanbao continued to go shopping with each pot in their arms.

They didn't worry about not being able to find Bai Erlang and the others. Anyway, this street is the busiest now. No matter how they walked, they would always return to the street. They also made an appointment to meet at Ganxiang Building on the main street at noon.

When the eight people finally arrived at Ganxiang Tower, everyone had a lot of things in their hands.

Seeing Bai Shan and Zhou Man holding two pots of flowers in their hands, Qi Jue couldn't help laughing and said, "Who goes to the flower market during the festival? It's not the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Flowers are cheap during the holidays." It's not just the first time Manbao has visited the flower market, so he knows the prices of these flowers and plants.

The eight people went upstairs talking and laughing. The staff of Ganxiang Tower looked at their number and expressed apology that there was no room left.

They could only wait for a while, but it was lunch time, and no one knew how long they would have to wait.

Several people were lost, and one person walked to the stairs on the second floor and said, "You guys come up."

The eight people raised their heads in unison, and saw the person standing on the stairs. The three of Bai Shan had blank faces, while the three of Qi Jue's backs stiffened, and their entire faces froze.

The young man upstairs left after finishing his speech, Qi Jue, you pushed me, and the one who pushed you refused to come forward.

Man Bao looked curiously and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Qi Jue glanced at her and said, "You don't know him? This is Mr. Huang's eldest son, who is also the master of our academy. His name is Mr. Xiao Huang."

"Oh, oh, isn't that our senior brother?" Man Bao was very familiar with him, and he simply pulled Bai Shan upstairs, "Let's go, let's go, maybe the master is also up there."

Mr. Zhuang is really on top.

They booked a big box, and there were quite a few people in it. Besides Huang Chuan and Lan Cheng they had already met, there was another middle-aged man, and the young man just now.

There were eight people in the box, and it was quite crowded in an instant. Daji glanced at the box, and leaned against the door obediently, without stepping forward to disturb him.

The guy knew that they had a companion, so he quickly moved enough stools for them. Although it was a bit crowded, a large table could still fit.

Mr. Zhuang smiled and brought his three disciples to him, and introduced them to his brothers, "These are the three disciples I have accepted..."

The next chapter is around nine o'clock in the evening