Farmer’s Blessed Girl

"I bought it from a flower farmer, he has a lot of flowers." Man Bao was serving the narcissus and hummed, "He wants to exchange chrysanthemums for the narcissus, so I won't."

Mr. Zhuang looked at the delicate and beautiful pots of chrysanthemums on the ground, and then turned to look at the few garlic-like grasses in Manbao's broken flowerpot...

Mr. Zhuang: ...

He couldn't help shaking his head and went back to the study with his hands behind his back. He was more and more incomprehensible now.

Man Bao placed pots of chrysanthemums under the eaves to avoid the scorching sun in the sky, and watered them every day according to the seller's instructions. They also adapted very well to the new environment.

Man Bao is very satisfied with this.

Friday Lang and the others were busy with the store, leaving early and returning late every day, and they didn't pay attention to this. By the time they noticed, the flowers bought by Man Bao had filled the corridors on both sides of the yard.

Not only chrysanthemums, but also all kinds of flowers that they have heard of and have not heard of.

This was recommended by the seller to Manbao. In order to get some useful information from Manbao, he took great pains. Many flowers are half sold and half free.

Maybe it's because he digs plants all the year round. Man Bao especially likes flowers and plants. It's okay when he doesn't see the pictures.

The seller pushed a variant of lotus that can be kept in a water tank. The big one has only two shy leaves hidden under the flower. The pink tip is very beautiful.

There is also a flower that looks especially like a rose. It is called Guzao rose. It is the biggest research result of their farm over the years. The gene restoration rate has reached 90%, even though the stability rate is very low, but it is also qualified. , sixty percent.

Man Bao really liked it, so in addition to chrysanthemums, she bought several kinds of lotus flowers and ancient roses in one go.

The colors are different, and the flower shapes are different. Some are still in buds, while others have a small green spot, not even the buds. The seller seems to be trying to lure Manbao, so they all gave her a pot of buds. open flower.

When she moved back, even Mr. Zhuang stood under the porch and admired it for a long time.

is really nice.

Such beautiful flowers are placed under the porch, it's hard for Wu Lang and the others to know.

He was a little reluctant, "Sell such a beautiful flower to an enemy?"

Man Bao said: "More than one hundred taels, fifth brother, look at the price."

Wu Wulang blinked, "One hundred taels of flowers in a pot? Or all of them together?"

"Of course it's a pot of flowers." Zhou Lijun said, "Uncle Fifth, do you know how much a pot of peonies sold for when we were in Yizhou City?"

Friday Lang shook his head.

Zhou Lijun told him that Friday Lang's eyes widened.

Man Baodao: "These flowers have their own beauty, although I think they are all beautiful, but we Jin people love peonies, so rare peonies can be sold at higher prices, other flowers will be lower. Wait for next spring. , we will find peony flowers and sell them at a high price."

Bai Shan asked angrily, "How many more years do you want to sell them?"

In his opinion, it's better to know about it this year, he doesn't want to live with them for a few more years.

Man Bao was slightly weak and asked, "Have they not entered Beijing yet?"

"I haven't heard of it," Bai Shan said, "I only heard that the emperor sent a message to let the King of Yizhou leave after seven and a half months because of the empress dowager's distress."

Bai Erlang was very curious, "I'm in the Imperial College, why haven't I heard of this? How many friends have you made?"

"Not one," Bai Shan said. "But there are a lot of people in our class who like to gossip. After class, they get together to talk about state affairs. The news of the DPRK and China is flying all over the sky. I'm sitting at the front. It's hard to hear."

Man Bao and Bai Erlang were stunned.

Bai Erlang felt a little heartbroken, "Why is no one in our class talking about this?"

"Because you are a class of twelve, and you have no foundation in Beijing, where did you know this information?" Bai Shanzao figured out the key points, "There are twenty-two students in our class, except for the three of us, there are Five came in for the big exams, and the remaining fourteen all came in from Enyin, and both grandfathers, fathers and brothers are officials in the court, so it's hard for us not to hear the news."

Bai Dalang, who was on the side, suddenly interjected: "This is the difference between Guozi School and the other five schools."

Then he glanced at his silly brother with a look of regret.

What a great opportunity, he only competed for the top three with forty-seven people. If he was smarter and more diligent, he would have reached the thirteenth place in the test, and he would advance to ten places...

Bai Dalang shook his head, forget it, forget it, time is also fate, he is lucky enough now.

Bai Erlang got up from his brother, walked to Zhou Lizhong and Zhou Liwei and squeezed in, avoiding his elder brother, "When will your shop open?"

Wuwu Lang immediately remembered the business, "By the way, if you don't say I almost forgot, the shop is all packed up, and we have also figured out where the vegetables and meat are sold, and we are planning to open it on a good day."

Man Bao immediately said: "I know this, I'll figure it out!"

"I knew you would, so I came back to find you to do the math." Wuwu Lang knew that Man Bao had learned some skills of counting days from Daoxu Daohe in the Taoist temple, so he came back to find her to do the math.

No way, he has inquired, it takes a lot of money to count the days in the Taoist temple in the capital, especially the opening day.

Although they still have money from Manbao, he still thinks he can save as much as he can, even if they only give a red seal of 2 taels, think about how long it took for their family to earn 2 taels of silver.

Man Bao has already pinched his fingers awkwardly, and Bai Shan asked, "Have you decided on the name of the shop?"

Friday Lang said: "We all thought about it. This is the restaurant opened by our old Zhou family, so it is called Zhouji Restaurant."

Bai Shan: "...a very apt name."

Man Bao turned his head and said to him: "I plan to design a store logo, but I can't draw it well. Can you help me draw it later?"

Bai Shan nodded with a smile, "Okay, can I write the plaque for you too?"

"No," Man Bao said, "I want to ask Mr. to write the plaque."

Bai Shan felt a little pity.

Bai Erlang raised his hand and asked, "Then what can I do?"

Man Bao thought for a while and said, "Just help us invite guests. On the opening day, you will invite your classmates and friends who have played well to eat and warm the restaurant."

Man Bao counted with his fingers: "The shopkeeper Zheng Da and Doctor Gu of the pharmacy will all go, as well as our own people, as well as your friends and classmates. Although there are still fewer people, it is almost the same."

Bai Shan thought for a while and said, "Then I'll invite a few people too."

Man Bao asked, "Who is it?"

"Peng Zhiru and Lu Xiaofo," Bai Shan said after a pause, "and Feng Zongping and them."

Although he was not a friend to them, he would occasionally talk in school. He invited them, and they should go.

Man Bao was happy, "Okay, please invite anyone else you want."