Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Several people at the next table were talking about the same thing.

This flower-fighting competition seems like a feast for the whole nation.

There are not many strict regulations for the participants. High-ranking officials can participate, merchants can participate, and individuals can participate. They just need to bring their identity documents to the county government to register.

That's fair!

As to whether it is really fair, you can only know by participating in it.

Someone sipped tea and asked the person next to him with interest: "Who will be the flower king this year?"

The man sneered and said, "Well, maybe our Sifang Town can also produce a Flower King." After saying that, he pointed his lips in the direction of Song Jixiang, his words full of sarcasm.

Another person clapped and laughed.

"How is it possible? Just relying on that weak chicken"

"Hahahaha, I almost laughed my teeth off."

Their voices were so loud that anyone with ears in the teahouse could hear them.

Weakling Song was speechless. Why did he bring up the ginseng attack when he was just talking?

Snapped--

Yan Cheng put down his teacup, glared at the men and said, "That's enough, I'm just interested in that boy. A few grown men talking in such a sour tone are like mosquitoes bothering my ears, which is simply annoying."

"You don't own this teahouse, so you don't have to listen..."

Get out.

Just as he was about to say the three words, he met Yan Cheng's fierce gaze and instantly lost his temper. But in front of his neighbors, he couldn't just give in, so he stiffened his neck and said, "Hmph, you like that guy? Sure, let's go to the underground gambling house and play a round of real money..."

Who is afraid of who?

Yan Cheng was also aroused, and he slammed the table and immediately agreed.

"Wu San, you said it! I'm betting fifty taels that the boy can win first place in the county's flower-fighting competition. Do you dare?"

The man called Wu San was the owner of a small workshop. All the money in the family was in the hands of his wife. If she knew that he spent fifty taels of silver to gamble on someone else's victory or defeat, she would chop him to pieces.

Wu San shrank his neck, feeling very annoyed for his quick words.

"What? You don't dare to go? Whoever doesn't go is a coward!"

Yan Cheng was in high spirits and would not give in even a step.

The people around also started to make a noise.

Wu San touched his empty purse and ran away dejectedly amid the booing.

As early as the day the county government issued the notice, underground gambling houses heard the news and started gambling. Although it is still unknown who will participate, it does not hinder the enthusiasm of the people.

The registration period is limited to ten days. After ten days, the county government will post the list of participants on the bulletin board. By then, the enthusiasm of the entire town and even the county will be even greater.

When Yan Cheng left the teahouse, he walked around to Song Jixiang, patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Boy, I'm counting on you! You can't let my fifty taels go to waste!"

Then he touched his shiny head and left happily.

Song Jixiang laughed silently and said, "Thank you."

The flower-fighting competition will be held in a month, so there is still plenty of time, so Song Jixiang is not in a hurry.

It is said: Only when you know yourself and your enemy can you fight a hundred battles without danger!

Before that, she needs to make some preparations.

Although she has the cheating artifact of plant-related abilities, it is not foolproof, and she never underestimates any opponent.

Therefore, she made an appointment with Wang Laowu to go to the county town to register in two days, and to take the opportunity to explore and see what varieties of flowers the participating merchants had.

Song Jixiang planned to walk around the town and buy some things.

He glanced at Wang Laowu who was following a few steps behind him and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Wang Laowu chuckled twice.

What could happen to him?

The most important thing for him now is to hold on to the golden thigh in front of him.

Everything else is no problem!

"I'm going to buy some things, don't follow me."

"Good shopping! I'll help you carry it."

Wow, you are quite good at handling things.

Okay, just follow me, free labor is worth wasting.

"My neighbor's aunt runs a grocery store. If you need anything, you can go there."

Seeing Song Jixiang looking at him, he waved his hands anxiously, "You, don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to attract business for her. The main reason is that she has a complete range of items, and the prices are affordable. If you buy more, you can get discounts..."

As he spoke, he slapped his forehead in annoyance. Look at him, how come he always forgets about this young man who might be from a wealthy and powerful family? He deserves a beating.

Everything is affordable and there are discounts for buying in bulk. This person must be well-funded.

"I'm just a farm boy from the mountains. You think too much!"

Song Jixiang stared at him for two seconds as if he was a mentally retarded person, then walked away with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that he hadn't caught up yet, he said unhappily, "Lead the way ahead."

"Hey, hey, hey, over here, over here..."

The two arrived in front of a grocery store.

This grocery store is not very conspicuous on this street. There is a banner of He Ji Grocery Store hanging outside. The doors and windows are all open, and it looks quite bright.

At that time, shops basically served two purposes: the front was used as a shop to sell goods, and the back was used as a residence for the shop owner and his family.

There is a wooden curtain in the middle.

When you enter the shop, you will see all kinds of goods arranged in an orderly manner, looking clear and neat.

Song Jixiang nodded with satisfaction in his heart.

A woman with her hair in a bun and a simple chrysanthemum pinned to her side was sitting at the counter, busy working on an abacus, looking shrewd and capable.

Hearing someone coming in, he quickly stood up to greet them.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, he blurted out: "Why is it you?"

"I brought a friend over to buy some things."

Wang Laowu avoided her gaze and spoke stutteringly. He raised his head to glance at the woman, then quickly lowered it, as if he wanted to look but didn't dare to. If you looked closely, you could see that his ears were red.

It seems that everyone knows Sima Zhao's intention.

There was nothing Song Jixiang didn't understand.

This bachelor is treating her as a tool!

The woman's expression seemed a little unnatural, and their eyes separated as soon as they met.

Song Jixiang whistled quietly.

These two people have a story!

He didn't pay attention to what Wang Laowu did. He looked around the grocery store and walked to the shelf to choose something.

The house was lacking everything, and she really wanted to just move everything home, but unfortunately her wallet didn't allow it.

I can only buy some items that are in short supply at home.

Two earthenware pots for making soup, two large wooden basins for pickling meat and pickles, ten basins for washing vegetables and cooking, nine large, medium and small wooden basins for washing, two waterproof oilcloths,... salt, white sugar, brown sugar, and some seasonings, and five pounds of candied fruits, candies, cakes and other food to take back to please Xiaoqi.

All the miscellaneous items would cost more than one or two taels of silver.

Qin Sanniang simply cut off the decimal point and only charged her a whole amount.

Song Jixiang was just about to take out the money when the wooden curtain connecting to the backyard was suddenly thrown open.