Interstellar Gardener

"The reason why peony is called the king of flowers is because of a legend, which is related to the Empress Wu Zetian at that time."

Empress Wu Zetian was the first female emperor in history. One day, she led a group of ministers and officials into the garden. In the cold winter, she gave an order to Baihua in front of the ministers.

[In the Ming Dynasty, you went to Shangyuan to announce the spring as soon as possible. The flowers must bloom overnight, so don't wait for the dawn wind to remind you. ]

The hundred flowers bloomed overnight due to the order of the empress, but the peonies remained silent.The empress was furious and drove Mudan out of the capital.The peonies demoted to Luoyang were in full bloom, and the empress was furious and ordered to be burned.Unexpectedly, in the second year, Peony reappeared, even more spectacular.

"The pot of scorching red flame-like peony on the left is the only variety named after Luoyang—Luoyang Red. People appreciate the pride of this flower, and some people call it the scorched bone peony."

When Shao Youde talked about his excitement, he even took two steps forward involuntarily, tears welling up in his eyes.

I don't know when, the whispers around have disappeared, and the small courtyard can hear the quiet needle drop, and even the tourists outside the courtyard can't help but listen to Shao Youde's explanation.

Listening to the old man's narration, the tourists looked at the graceful and luxurious plant in amazement, as if they had traveled through thousands of years, feeling sad and nostalgic.

Yan Yang pushed the little girl, and stood quietly outside the courtyard, listening to the voices slowly coming from inside, as well as the frequent exclamations, he smiled slightly.

"Sir, do you know Yan Yang?"

The little girl in the wheelchair looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and asked with a keenness that didn't match her age.

Yan Yang knelt down, and instead of answering the little girl's question, he asked curiously, "Why do you ask like that?"

The girl replied sincerely: "Mister's expression is different from everyone here."

Unlike other people, this gentleman has been following the old man closely, and seems to be very happy that the old man can answer others' doubts about Peony with ease.

Yan Yang stared at the little girl steadfastly. After a long while, the corners of his tightly pursed lips formed a curve, which softened his whole body:

"I am Yan Yang."

The girl's eyes were wide open, her expression blank, her hands on her knees subconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt.

Yan Yang listened, and heard that the old man inside had started to introduce Zhao Fan and Er Qiao, he thought for a while and said, "Meeting you today is considered a kind of fate, I will send you a pot of flowers, and wish you a speedy recovery, okay? "

He picked the plants in the system space and thought it would be nice to give the little girl a pot of green radishes.

Green radishes have tenacious vitality, so they don't need to take too much care of them, they can be raised casually, which is very suitable for little girls.

I wish her an early victory over the disease.

The little girl's eyes lit up first, then she shook her head regretfully: "Sorry, I'm afraid I don't have the energy to take care of it."

The treatment had consumed most of her energy, and she didn't want to meet Hua'er from her home planet in such a lifeless state.

After hesitating for a while, the girl still whispered shyly, "I'm going to have an operation in the second half of the year. If the operation is successful, can I come to you?"

Yan Yang nodded, and stretched out his hand to tick: "Then it's settled, I will give you a surprise as a gift for you to leave the hospital."

A gleam of water quickly flashed across the girl's eyes, and she stretched out her pale little finger to hook Yan Yang's hand, her whole body brightened a little, and the old spirit faded from her body, revealing the unique joy of a child.

Yan Yang stared at the Xingwang account sent by the girl, and looked at the column of age calmly: "Vivien... the name is very nice."

......how is this possible?

Is it because of illness?

Vivienne nodded shyly, with a proud tone: "I also think my name sounds nice, and it was decided after a few days of argument between my parents."

A map suddenly popped up from Zhinao, Vivian's expression collapsed, regretful: "Mr. Yanyang, my family has come to find you."

Watching Vivienne and her family leave, Yan Yang took out the invitation letter, flashed in front of Jayne, and walked into the garden under Jayne's curious and awe-inspiring gaze.

"Why can he go in?"

A tourist asked dissatisfiedly from behind.

Jayne replied with a good temper: "Because that gentleman has works in it, he can directly enter the courtyard regardless of the situation."

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Hey, he said that person is a contestant!"

"Mr. Yanyang?"

"No, it looks too ordinary."

"Ordinary? What's the matter with ordinary looks in the horticultural industry, you have to look good to chase stars!"

Yan Yang touched his face in satisfaction, put aside the whispers behind him, and quietly approached Shao Youde who was still talking.

At this time, the energetic old man had already started to introduce Zhao Fen Mudan in the middle.

"Zhao Fen peony is the youngest among the four famous peonies. It came from the Zhao Family Garden in the Qing Dynasty...the flowers are crown-shaped, lotus-shaped, hydrangea-shaped, and even several types of flowers are combined... When in full bloom, the flowers are pink and white, and the hazy pink and white reveal crystal..."

The old man was talking there, and the other people were listening there with bright eyes, and Yan Yang even had the illusion that he had arrived at the MLM site.

"From this poem, it can be seen that peonies contain profound cultural connotations..." Shao Youde pointed to the introduction wooden sign carved by Yan Yang himself, dancing, "[Only peonies are truly national, and the flowers bloom in season. Move the capital.] This poem is Liu Yuxi's appreciation of peonies in the Tang Dynasty..."

Yan Yang touched his nose, feeling that he was out of place here.

Amidst the dissatisfied complaints of tourists outside the hospital, the two-hour introduction finally ended with the old man being thirsty.If it wasn't for the juniors in the family who blocked Shao Youde's mouth with water, he could even be eloquent for a whole day.

The younger generation of the Shao family moved the old man out with half help and half support, allowing tourists who had been waiting outside for hours to come in and see the King of Flowers.

Yan Yang looked at the excited tourists, and silently followed the crowd out.

He followed behind the old man of the Shao family, listening to the younger generation admonishing the old man not to get too excited, he raised his voice and shouted: "Grandpa in front, please wait a moment."

Mr. Shao turned his head back, his eyes were burning, and he was full of energy...there is still more to say.

Yan Yang paused, not knowing whether he should step forward or not.

This old man's desire to confide is still so strong.

"The old man seems to know peony very well, do you have any experience on how to plant it?"

The younger generation of the Shao family, who mistakenly thought that Yan Yang was here to find fault, choked back in dissatisfaction: "Jade Leaf Garden is the first return of peonies in a thousand years, and no one except Mr. Yan Yang has planting experience. What you are asking is not nonsense!"

The silver-haired old man pushed away the junior, grabbed Yan Yang's hand with a smile, and pulled him over: "I can't talk about experience, but I know a thing or two. The easiest way to reproduce peonies is to divide them... ...."

The old man beside him was eloquent, as if he was afraid that Yan Yang would run away and no one would listen to him, so he held back this 'modest and eager to learn' young man.

Yan Yang moved his wrist, unable to break free.I can only twitch the corners of my mouth, and my mind wanders beyond the sky.

——If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t talk too much.

"If Mister Yanyang wants to sell Peony..."

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and looked at Yan Yang like a stick: "Then I'll go bankrupt and buy it back! But the King of Flowers, who is so beautiful and beautiful, even a fool is unwilling and will not give up his love!"

The idiot Yan Yang who was preparing for the auction: "..."

Saying farewell to the old man who still wanted to say goodbye and the younger generation of the Shao family who showed sympathy, Yan Yang's eyes were blackened and he was dizzy after being taught a lesson.

[The host is interested in the Shao family? ] The system asked curiously.

Yan Yang shook his head, and shook the old man's angry roar out of his brain, weakly: "No, I just want to sell peonies to people who know flowers."

[No more auctions?The price of private transactions may be lower, which cannot meet the requirements of the host. ]

"No more, 005, cancel the auction application." Yan Yang shook his head and laughed, although he was embarrassed by the old man, he was in a surprisingly good mood.

Sending peonies to the auction is very likely to meet a layman. Who knows whether that person really likes it or is here for the plants of the mother planet.

It's better to sell it to someone who knows it well and really likes it.

bang——

The woman who was walking with her head down slammed into Yan Yang's shoulder hard. Yan Yang didn't move at all, but her feet were unsteady and she fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see it." The woman in a small suit raised her head, and her simple short hair made her more capable.

Yan Yang narrowed his eyes, scanned the nameplate on the woman's chest without any trace, and pulled her up: "It's okay, I didn't pay attention either."

The woman looked at the direction behind Yan Yang, and smiled slightly: "You just came from the 8th list in Area C, did you see Mudan and Mr. Yanyang?"

"I saw Peony, as for Mr. Yanyang..."

Yan Yang smiled without saying a word.

The woman nodded understandingly: "It's not surprising that I didn't see Mr. Yanyang, he has always been very mysterious."

Watching the woman leaving in a hurry, Yan Yang narrowed his eyes: "Jialan Technology Company..."

Bear a grudge against the top tech companies on the books.

Tourists coming from various cities in all directions quickly attracted the attention of the person in charge of Yuye Garden. After learning what had happened, he found Kaimu and scolded him.

"Look, how many tourists are there at the 8th column of Area C this morning? Why did you put Yanyang there in the first place? Why didn't you listen to your junior brother's suggestion?!"

The person in charge was so popular that he slapped the table.

Luo Yun next to him puffed up his chest, seeing Kaimu's panic-stricken appearance refreshed.

Kaimu's face flushed red, and he clenched his jaw to try to suppress his anger: "Junior Brother, he doesn't understand anything. Yan Yang is not famous and has no works. Why should he be put in Area A! Does he deserve it?"

Listen to the younger brother, why?

In what way is he inferior to his junior brother?

The person in charge sneered: "As a result, you messed up the matter. You don't even have the sensitivity of your junior brother. At least he knows how to be flexible."

"I thought that a famous teacher would produce an excellent apprentice, but I didn't expect that it would also produce crooked melons and cracked dates."

Taylor sat beside him with a blank expression, quietly looking at the aggrieved apprentice, and said in disappointment:

"Kaimu, I think I'm fair to all ten of you. Who are you angry with? What do you want to prove? Why don't you discuss this matter with everyone?"

The teacher's repeated questioning became the last straw that crushed Kaimu, and he finally couldn't help roaring: "You say that a bowl of water is flat, you are partial to your junior, and I called you your teacher for ten years. As soon as Yun came, let him participate in the design of Yuye Garden? Does he have the qualifications?"

It was the fault of the younger junior who was involved in the design, and it was the fault of Yan Yang who suddenly appeared and disrupted the design.

What's wrong with him, why should he scold him?

Looking at the big apprentice's distorted face due to jealousy, the old man's straight spine slowly bent down, and his tone was tired: "Okay, I'm old, I don't want to quarrel with you, and I can't teach you, so don't come to me again."

Kaimu's hoarse growl was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't believe that the teacher would be so heartless and drive him away regardless of ten years of teacher-student friendship.

Luo Yun and Lan Yue hesitated for a moment, ignored Kai Mu who had a grim and stiff expression, supported the teacher to apologize to the person in charge, and then left the meeting room.

The person in charge ignored the chaotic meeting room, and urgently contacted Yan Yang, expressing his intention to move Mudan to the central square of Area A.

The email was like a stone sink, and there was no response for a whole day.

At the same time, an email to cancel the auction was sent to his brain, which made the person in charge flustered.