The servant of Ying, the god of the Red Chamber, only loves farming

Baochai's question stopped Qingwen from asking.

Why did Miss Baochai suddenly want to learn velvet flowers from her?Qingwen wondered in her heart.

Qingwen didn't understand and asked, "What is Miss Baochai talking about?"

After Baochai saw Qingwen's reaction, she realized that she had asked urgently.Baochai smiled and said, "It's strange that I didn't have any trace of what I said in a hurry, but it stopped you from asking." Baochai straightened out his thoughts and said, "Today I saw a hairpin at Sister Feng's place. I like to ask carefully before I know it is from your hands. How can such a beautiful flower not make people feel excited? I thought that I have nothing to do when I am in the house. It would be better if you learn to make a few flowers to pass the time. Can send my mother to please my mother."

When Baochai said that, Qingwen knew why Baochai asked her like that.

It's just that it takes time and trouble to make this velvet flower, and Qingwen can only make a few small objects with some fur.

How about teaching Baochai?

Qingwen thought for a while and declined politely; "Miss Bao is absurd. Qingwen's craftsmanship is not as good as what the lady said. It's just that the lady didn't expose it for my face. Besides, this velvet flower is troublesome to make, just picking it up It takes a lot of effort to thread the silk. Not to mention finding the silver thread as thin as a hair to twist the silk and then knead it, this process is cumbersome one after another.”

When Qingwen said this, she glanced at Baochai; but Baochai's eyes revealed that she had no intention of giving up.

Qingwen sighed and stretched out her hand to show Baochai, there were several thin and shallow marks on the palm of the hand; Baochai saw it and asked, "These marks are..."

Qingwen said helplessly: "It is not an easy task to rub the velvet. One hand has to hold the end of the silver thread and the other hand has to twist continuously until the pieces of silk are velvet." Qingwen looked down at the length of the hand. Different fine marks, "These scars are left when rubbing the velvet, and there are tendons in the fingertips. Not to mention the sore nose when the velvet is choked when scraping the velvet. If Miss Bao likes it, Qingwen can make a few more." Sending you and Mrs. Xue off; why bother to learn this laborious job that takes both your soul and your body?"

"Besides, this velvet flower is not a new rarity. I think it's not as good-looking as the silk flower on the hairpin on the girl's head." Qingwen replied.

After hearing this, Baochai touched the silk flower on her head subconsciously.

This silk flower is exactly what the Xue family buys for the palace every year.

It's just that in the past few years, the number of silk flowers needed in the palace has become less and less.

Baochai's heart is like a bright mirror, she knows that silk flowers may not be fashionable in a few years.

But this velvet flower...

Hearing what Qingwen said, Baochai remembered that the skill of velvet flower is not without it, but there are not many people who can do it nowadays.

This velvet flower has also been popular for a while, but in the end, because the colors are not as diverse as silk flowers, and the shapes made of velvet flowers are not as many and not as lifelike as silk flowers, they are gradually compared by silk flowers.

But the velvet flower hairpin made by Qingwen is very unique.

After hearing Qingwen's description, Baochai also lost her intention of learning velvet flowers, but instead had other thoughts in her heart.

Baochai said: "I remember that the style of the hairpin is peculiar and relatively rare. Is there any source for your style?"

After recalling the appearance of the hairpin, Qingwen replied: "The patterns on the hairpin are made by me to imitate the appearance of succulent."

"Succulent?" Baochai repeated Qingwen's words, "What is this succulent? Do you have something for me to see?"

Seeing that Baochai canceled the matter of learning velvet flowers with her, Qingwen said that the succulent is not difficult; so she replied: "This succulent is also a plant that has only emerged in the capital in the past two years. I heard that it is the favorite of the empress in the palace. plants." Baochai pricked up her ears when she heard this; Qingwen lowered her voice and said with a little complacency: "I heard that the succulents in the palace were planted by the eldest lady in the palace. Well, it was Bao Erye who discovered the succulents."

Baochai raised her eyebrows when she heard what Qingwen said. Yuanchun also loves to grow flowers?

Baochai thought about the appearance of Yuanchun when he first saw Yuanchun in his mind, a dignified and courteous appearance in luxurious palace attire and paired with a flower hoe.

Baochai trembled and asked, "You said Baoyu discovered the succulent?"

Baoyu's name is probably the word Baochai hears the most today.

Baochai was extremely depressed, and when she went to Yuejifang in the morning, she thought she would meet a wonderful person with similar interests, but Wang Xifeng's words dampened Baochai's enthusiasm.

It's not easy to meet Ronghua and have an idea; in the end, it's also linked to Baoyu.

Baoyu, Baoyu.There are gems everywhere!

Baochai felt a little angry, she lost her whole life with him in her previous life; after finally letting her do it all over again, is it possible that this life will be ruined by his Baoyu?

Qingwen stood aside and said nothing, today's Bao girl is a little strange; it seems that every time she mentions the second master, she seems to be a different person.Qingwen also felt a little inexplicable in her heart, obviously Miss Bao and the second master had never met...but where did Miss Bao's resentment come from?

Baochai's face changed several times, Qingwen hesitated and said, "In fact, this succulent is also available in Jia's house. If Miss Bao is interested, Qingwen can take you to have a look."

After Baochai heard this, he threw Baoyu aside; Xi asked, "Really? Is there really such a succulent in the house?" Qingwen nodded, and seeing that Baochai seemed to be interested in succulents, she replied, "Although now It is the middle of winter at the end of the year, but the succulents in the house are all stored in the warm pavilion, and they are carefully raised, and they are very beautiful to look at." Baochai laughed and said, "That's it, then I'm going to have a look at these succulents; Don't waste the wonderful scenery in this cold weather."

Qingwen responded and led Baochai to the flower hall.

Baochai followed Qingwen and saw that the road was familiar. She thought Qingwen took her to the flower hall behind Jiamu's house.

Is this succulent kept in that flower hall?

Baochai tried her best to recall the skills of her previous life. She remembered that the structure of the flower hall in Jia's mansion was very exquisite and luxurious;Baochai was afraid that if she continued to ask, people around her would suspect her, so she suppressed her intention to inquire and followed Qingwen.

Baochai entered the flower hall and was shocked by the sight in front of her.

This... is considered a flower hall?

In my memory, the stone bridge pavilion that was originally standing in the flower hall should be completely demolished, and the building that should have been facing the main entrance of the flower hall has disappeared.

The wall that originally surrounded the flower hall also disappeared.

If you use four words to sum up the supposedly familiar but very unfamiliar flower hall in front of Baochai—a ruin.

In Baochai's eyes, this flower hall seems to have just suffered a catastrophe, leaving a large open space and the lonely thatched hut standing alone in the southwest corner.

Oh, right.

There is also a square flat house a little far away, which is easily overlooked if you don't look closely.

The scale of the house is small, but it can be regarded as a building compared to the hut.

After a long time, Baochai took a deep breath and said: "This is... a flower hall?" It's not that she asked this question, but it doesn't look like a flower hall at all.

Qingwen looked at the slightly desolate flower fields, afraid that Baochai would misunderstand and explain: "This is indeed a flower hall, and these flower fields are planted with roses of various colors. It seems a bit deserted now that the midwinter is not in flowering period; if you wait until next year to enter In summer, the sea of ​​roses and the scent of roses all over the yard are a wonder."

Qingwen saw that Baochai's face was slightly calmer and normal, and continued: "It is our second master's idea to change this flower hall into this appearance. Let alone a girl, it is also the same for other people who came to this flower hall for the first time. Surprised." Baochai smiled a little embarrassedly, and when she heard Baoyu's name, she automatically skipped it and never mentioned it.

When did Baoyu's name become a dog's skin plaster, and he couldn't get rid of his shadow wherever he went.

Baochai reminded herself in her heart that this time, when she came to see the succulent, she must read it carefully and remember its appearance; maybe this succulent could bring the Xue family back to the period of the Great Emperor Shang.Baochai followed Qingwen into the Nuan Pavilion and let out a low exclamation.

This time it's not like the flower hall outside the house, but the scenery inside the Nuan Pavilion is completely different from the flower hall outside.

Inside the Warm Pavilion are scattered flowerpots of different sizes, the largest one can't be hugged by a single person, and the smallest one is only the size of a thumb.Some pots contain only one plant, while others are clustered with delicious pillars that seem to burst the pot.

Even the beams of the house are not empty, there are several rows of green plants hanging on it, looking up, it looks like a green waterfall hanging down from the roof.

Baochai was firmly attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Are these all succulents?" Baochai was so surprised that he couldn't say anything else.

She couldn't think of an appropriate word to describe the visual impact brought to her by the beautiful scenery in front of her.

Baochai was attracted by the green plants on the beam, and several green branches jumped out of the flower pot; the green branches hung down from the edge of the pot as if stretching, and the slender green branches were decorated with It is full of green jade-like beads, and I am afraid that the whole green branch will fall if it is adorned with another one.

"This...does this pot of succulent have a name?" Baochai pointed at the hanging succulent.Qingwen glanced at it and replied, "Miss Bao, this pot of succulent is called lover's tears."

"What about this pot?" Baochai pointed to the pot next to her feet, the pot of succulents looked like golden lotuses under the seat of gods and Buddhas;

This pot of succulent can make people feel at ease.

"This pot is called Guanyin Lotus." Qingwen replied.

Seeing that Baochai seemed to be interested in every pot of succulents, Qingwen didn't wait for Baochai to ask her one by one.

"This pot is called Fire Sacrifice. That pot is Jade Butterfly, and the one that looks like a bunny is called Biguanghuan."

Talking and walking, the two came to a corner after a while.

Qingwen looked at the pot of succulent in front of her with a strange expression.The pot of succulents was placed in the most inconspicuous place in the house, and Qingwen's expression seemed a little tangled.

Do you want to tell Miss Bao about this pot of succulent?

Qingwen took another look at the succulent shape with embarrassment, and wanted to take Baochai to skip the basin.

Baochai, on the other hand, saw that Qingwen had stopped speaking, and followed Qingwen's gaze.

How to describe this pot of succulent?

Baochai looked at the pot of succulent carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it looked like something.

It's like...a buttock.

Baochai seemed to be bewitched, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand to poke the succulent.

Um?This feels fleshy, which is not bad.

Baochai withdrew her hand before realizing what she had just done.

Baochai's face flushed slightly.

But this potted flower has magic power, the more I don't know it, the more I want to know its name.

Baochai glanced at Qingwen, both of them looked a little embarrassed; Qingwen didn't speak for a long time, but Baochai's curiosity prompted her to get the answer quickly.

Baochai couldn't help asking first, Baochai's voice was as thin as a mosquito's and said, "Cough. What's the name of this pot?" Qingwen looked at the succulent face and said with a little embarrassment: "This flower is called It's a living stone flower. Its shape is a bit weird..." Qingwen thought for a while and added: "This flower, Bao Erye doesn't like it very much, so I didn't put it in a conspicuous place."

When Baochai heard that Baoyu didn't like this pot of succulents, she found the raw stone flowers much more pleasing to the eye.Baochai said: "I think this flower is not bad. Although the shape is a bit weird, but I think that there may be a different scene when it blooms. It will be very beautiful." The words came out of his mouth, but he looked at Baochai even more strangely.

This flower can look pretty ghostly when it blooms.

Qingwen remembered seeing the Lithops bloom last year, and touched the chicken skin on her body.

Miss Bao's preferences... are a little special.

Qingwen thought to herself.

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