Surrounded by buildings in the garden, half-hidden and half-revealed among the flowers, trees, and waves, Hu Qing couldn't help but marvel at the size of Baopingfang. Previously, from a bird's-eye view from the top of the crane on the back of Qingyan, he only felt that it was an ancient city, and had no specific feeling. Now,
Just one house alone makes people feel endless. How big should Baopingfang be? And how big should Chaohua Sect be?
Unthinkable.
Truly enter a magical world yourself.
The woman took her to a building, went only to the first floor, and replaced a pot of the same flower on the window sill.
"Okay. Let's go back."
Hu Qing was shocked, is this done?
The woman couldn't help but be pleased when she saw her appearance: "My flower shop mainly supplies Nonghua Pavilion. It's not difficult to change the flowers or increase or decrease the flowers according to their requirements. Of course, as long as you don't forget anything that shouldn't be there
Thoughts. However, it’s useless for you to get up, the men who come here look down on ordinary people.”
Hu Qing silently added the half of the sentence she had forced to swallow: I don't like your face either.
Well, the boss lady can consider her feelings and seems to be satisfied with her.
After returning to the original route, the woman asked, "Can you do it?"
Of course, Hu Qing said: "I can start work immediately."
The woman smiled and said, "Okay, I've finished today's work. You can come back tomorrow."
What? Is this the end?
Hu Qing's pupils were shocked. Is this the daily routine of an immortal?
"Well, I want to ask about the remuneration——"
Woman: "One low-grade spiritual stone per month."
Hu Qing: Ah, a lot of money.
The income is better than in the mortal area, and the working hours are very flexible, so I can definitely take on other jobs.
Take it, take it, take it quickly.
"Okay boss, I'll come to work early tomorrow morning."
The woman smiled and turned around and walked into the flowers. Although she was in her thirties, she had a different style, which was beautiful and fairy-like.
Hu Qing touched his forehead and saw an ugly scar under his bangs that could not be ignored. This scar was worth it.
The next day, Hu Qing came to report early. After waiting at the door for a long time, the proprietress dressed in indigo came to her. When she saw Hu Qing, she was suddenly enlightened.
"Forgot that you don't need to practice. You don't have to be so early in the future. I want to practice at this time in the morning, and the people in Nonghua Pavilion also want to practice. You can just arrive an hour later than today."
Hu Qing: It’s my fault that I don’t understand the rules of cultivation.
The woman asked her to call her Boss Hua. This code name was too careless. If she was selling food, should she be called Boss Hua?
Well, you are the boss, as long as you are happy.
The flower boss took her to learn about flowers and then gave her a long list.
"These are the rules and days for changing flowers in Nonghua Pavilion. Just follow what the superiors do."
Holding a long piece of black and white writing on the paper, Hu Qing suppressed her blush: "I... don't know how to read."
The conscience of heaven and earth, she also graduated from a serious university, not to mention having a thorough understanding of ancient and modern times, and being able to read and hyphen - these are all things of the past.
Being looked at with dissatisfaction by Boss Hua, Hu Qing had never realized the importance of reading like this before.
Finally, Boss Hua sighed: "If it weren't for the good conditions of seeing you disfigured, I really wouldn't want to go to such trouble."
Hu Qing:...Thanks for my scar.
I saw Boss Hua making the secret with his hands and moving his lips silently. There was a faint light between his fingers and he patted the list.
"Okay, you'd better follow it and memorize the things on it. If you are willing, you can also learn a few words. This is not a mortal world. How can anyone not know the words?"
Hu Qing said yes.
Boss Hua picked up one of her fingers and pressed it on the list, and then a voice came out from the paper. It was Boss Hua's voice. She was startled and almost threw away the list, but she hurriedly held it.
This made Boss Hua giggle, and she rinsed the flowing water from the bamboo pipe next to her. She took it from Hu Qing's hand and said, "First read the flower note list, and then ask me when you get there. I'll tell you today's task."
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Hu Qing nodded hurriedly: "Boss Hua, you don't have to worry about me, I will remember it well."
Boss Hua nodded and went inside.
Hu breathed a sigh of relief. Why did he really become a country bumpkin if he couldn't click anywhere with the pen?
She calmed down, and the words and sequence of Flower Boss's introduction to flowers and plants came to her mind, and she walked again according to Boss Flower's steps, over and over again.
Survival in the apocalypse is difficult, and one's life can often be ruined if one is not careful. When going on a mission, one must keep in mind the surrounding environment map and changes, as there may be zombies hidden there. And in the base, one must always pay attention to the fact that everything is too easy, as you may have overlooked it.
Which face and which word will bring disaster or opportunity.
Hu Qing was able to maintain herself as an ordinary person for three years, and her constantly tense nerves and brain made great contributions.
She thought more. The spiritual flowers and spiritual grass here could attract the attention of such high-end consumer places, so they were obviously valuable. She remembered it, and she might find some without an owner someday and she could dig them up and sell them for money.
Boss Hua doesn't have the energy to pay more attention to a mortal with a short lifespan. She is a casual cultivator. She does not have a sect to support the large resources required for cultivating immortals and can only do some business on her own. Fortunately, she is good at farming and can make a regular living. But every day she
Most of the energy is still focused on cultivation, so they hire people to deliver flowers and exchange flowers. Which cultivator dares to waste time? Even the guests in Nonghua Pavilion, entertainment is another way of cultivation, and those girls
After receiving the guests, we are also racing against time to practice.
Hu Qing memorized the flowers here, there were one hundred and ten kinds in total, and read through the list several times. He memorized every word without saying anything, but he remembered every item clearly.
Go find the flower boss.
Boss Hua didn't even take a test, he sat cross-legged on the futon and nodded slightly: "You take two pots of Jiupin plum to Bi Liantian, replace the two pots at the door and come back. Today's work is done, you can go back directly
Home."
She is so awesome at such a job.
The nine-grade plum blossoms are planted in a small mud-gold urn that is no more than knee high. The old pile is skinny, with flowers but no leaves. The blossoms are plum-shaped and pale pink. There are only nine clusters of flowers on the tree, and each cluster has nine buds.
Hu Qing knew it was a spirit flower, so he moved very carefully, picked it up on the left and right, stuck it around his waist, and crossed the bluestone pavement to the opposite side.
Although she did not awaken her powers in the end of the world, the virus-ravaged environment also improved the physique of ordinary people. Coupled with deliberate training, her strength and speed increased. After coming here, she was directly brought into this body.
And I don’t know if it’s because he lives in a spiritual environment, but Hu Qing feels that he is as light as a swallow and as strong as an ox.
She walked to the other side easily.
Boss Hua glanced at her back without paying much attention, and said casually: "She's quite strong, just right. I don't want to hire a stinky man."
Arriving at the back door, Hu Qing carefully put down the flowers and knocked on the door. When the door opened, an impatient face stuck out, a woman in her forties or fifties.
Hu Qing realized that the other party was also a cultivator, so he was polite and polite: "Excuse me, I'm a clerk from the flower shop opposite. I went to Biliantian to exchange flowers."
The mother-in-law stared at her face with disdain and pity. It turned out that she was a short-lived mortal and her appearance was disfigured.
