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

Song Jixiang only took a quick glance and became more and more interested, and walked over unconsciously.

This peony...

It should have been beautiful, but if you look closely you'll find that some petals are missing, the edges of the leaves are beginning to curl and look listless, and the buds at the top that haven't yet bloomed have lost moisture.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?

Unfortunately, flowers do not last forever. No matter how beautiful they are, they will eventually disappear from the world!"

The female shopkeeper didn't seem to be talking to her, but rather to herself.

She never cared whether such a young child could understand the deeper meaning of her words.

Other children might not understand, but there was nothing that Song Jixiang, a visitor from the end of the world, did not understand.

"what?"

Song Jixiang uttered a puzzled sound, but his skinny little paw had unknowingly touched the flower.

Cruel hands, destroying flowers! Cruel hands, destroying flowers! Cruel hands, destroying flowers!!! …

These were the only things Yun Su thought of at the first moment, and these were the only thoughts in her mind.

She wanted to scream, to rush over, to teleport with her skills.

Should I cut off the eyesore claw first, or save her precious flower?

If it were Song Jixiang, he would definitely tell her: Anger is a bad thing. It will only blind you, make you lose your judgment, and lose important things.

While it was making a difficult decision, the little skinny paw had already quickly moved to the pot of flowers.

Yun Su breathed a sigh of relief.

A crack appeared on his expressionless face.

She stood up, pinched her waist, pointed at Song Jixiang and cursed: "Where did you come from, you little bastard? Stay away from my baby."

The sound was so loud that it almost blew the roof off.

Several guests covered their ears and ran out as if they were escaping. Two of them even forgot to take the cloth they had already paid for. The little maidservants chased after them, shouting.

"Hey, don't run, don't run..."

Song Jixiang's glasses were broken into pieces on the ground, and he didn't even want to pick them up.

If she had glasses on her face at this moment.

She would rather believe that her eyes and ears were hallucinating than believe the fact that the beauty disappeared and turned into a lion in an instant. It was very torn!

Despite this, she still did not stop her evil claw actions.

Hold the flower pot close to your eyes and appreciate it carefully.

That's right, she has always been interested in this basin.

In order to see more carefully, she even raised the basin.

"……don't want……"

"lay down……"

Don't let go.

Song Jixiang thanked the shopkeeper for his understanding, smiled at the beauty, and continued to examine it, exclaiming from time to time: "Wow, this carving, this technique, is absolutely amazing, the carving and the shape of the tree root are perfectly combined, the person who made this work must be a genius!"

Yun Su, who was originally furious and wanted to tear someone apart, suddenly stood there blankly like a statue that had been paused.

He kept repeating Song Jixiang's words: "Genius! Yes, he is indeed a genius!"

The gentle Yun Su sat there quietly, like a painting.

A beauty should be like this!

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Song Jixiang didn't say anything because she felt like she had seen some great secret. She wanted to take a selfie. How could she have forgotten that in ancient times, men and women often gave each other peonies as gifts, just like roses in later times. Doesn't its flower language represent missing, special affection and reluctant farewell?

And what about Yunsu?

She was trapped in her own memories and didn't want to come out for a long time. Memories are beautiful, but they are also the most hurtful!

Facts have once again proved that men are just stumbling blocks on women's road to making money. Look, this beautiful and cold female shopkeeper in front of you is not immune!

The little girl who was chasing someone came back in a hurry.

Before anyone came in, a voice had already come in: "You've only been open for a few days, can't you just be quiet and continue to sit there pretending to be a beauty to attract more customers?

Look, look, all the orders today have gone wrong. Will anyone dare to come in the future?

If we continue like this, we'll be out of money soon.

Never mind, never mind, do as you please, I can’t take care of you anymore.”

The little kid had two tufts on his head, his hands on his hips, and was speaking in an old-fashioned way.

After saying that, he really fell down on the rocking chair beside him, pulled over a piece of cloth, covered his head and fell asleep.

Song Jixiang thought it was a kid's joke, but soon he heard the sound of snoring. How long has it been since she slept? She was so tired that Song Jixiang looked at her with contempt. A boss who exploits the working people is unacceptable, and a boss who exploits child workers is even more despicable...

When I saw the beauty's face, I changed my mind instantly...

Cough cough cough, ...should be educated carefully.

People who cherish flowers have no principles, at least she doesn't, haha.

"Do you want to hear a story?"

The beauty asked.

Song Jixiang shook his head like a rattle.

All stories are lies, especially those about geniuses and beauties, and she doesn't want to hear them.

Although she admired the root carving art, she did not want to delve into the story behind it.

She looked at the root carving flowerpot in her hand again and found a seal in an inconspicuous place. There were three words "Qiquge" on the seal. The font was a font she had never seen before, but she could recognize what it was. It was simply unique, and the most wonderful thing was that it was integrated with the root carving, creating an interesting contrast.

Is this a security mark?

Song Jixiang really wanted to applaud the person who created this work for his creative ideas.

Could it be that this person is well aware of the importance of anti-counterfeiting? In order to prevent his products from being counterfeited by other companies, he actually uses a special technique to print his own mark.

This man's wisdom should not be underestimated!

If she had the chance, she really wanted to meet this genius with strange thinking.

Song Jixiang let it go reluctantly.

The beauty continued to sit, but she couldn't stay here forever.

Unable to bear the beauty's grief, Song Jixiang secretly gathered his energy and used his plant-related abilities to condense a few drops of spiritual plant liquid and dripped them onto the flower stem...

The two people in charge of the store, one was sitting quietly, and the other was sleeping peacefully.

She'd better not disturb.

He quickly searched the store for some fabrics needed for his family, and selected a few ready-made clothes according to their respective body sizes. He made a quick estimate in his mind, and based on the theory that it was never wrong to pay more, he placed a five-liang silver ingot in a conspicuous place on the counter.

Then, close the door and leave.

Leaving a room in silence.

When Old Man Liu, the cart driver, saw that she was carrying cloth on her shoulders and had a large bundle on her wrist, he wanted to come over to help, but Song Jixiang refused. She had been taught to respect the elderly and love the young since elementary school, so how could she make a mistake in such a small matter?

Old Man Liu gave her a thumbs up.

Bullock cart tita, tita...

The sound is slow and rhythmic.

Song Jixiang was lying on a pile of cloth, pecking at rice like a chicken, with suspicious liquid flowing out of the corners of her mouth. When she was about to touch the gold ingots, her head hit the edge of the ox cart with a bang, and the pain woke her up immediately.

"Who?"

She yelled in anger, full of momentum.

Whoever made her lose such a huge gold ingot is now her biggest enemy.

Even though it's just a dream, it's not allowed.