"I bought it from a flower farmer. He grows a lot of flowers." Man Bao was serving the narcissus and hummed: "He wanted to exchange chrysanthemums with me for narcissus, but I won't exchange it."
Mr. Zhuang looked at the delicate and beautiful pots of chrysanthemums on the ground, and then turned to look at the few garlic-like grasses in Man Bao's broken flower pot...
Mr. Zhuang:……
He couldn't help but shook his head and returned to the study with his hands behind his back. He couldn't understand people now more and more.
Manbao placed pots of chrysanthemums under the eaves to avoid the scorching sun. He watered them every day as instructed by the seller, and they adapted very well to the new environment.
Manbao is very satisfied with this.
Wu Lang and the others were busy with the shop, leaving early and returning late every day, so they didn't pay attention to this. By the time they noticed it, the flowers Man Bao bought had already filled the corridors on both sides of the yard.
There are not only chrysanthemums, but also various flowers that they have heard of and never heard of.
These were all recommended by the seller to Man Bao. He took great pains to get some useful information from Man Bao. Many flowers were half sold and half given away.
Maybe it’s because he digs plants all year round. Manbao is particularly fond of flowers and plants. It was fine before he saw the picture, but he fell in love with it as soon as he saw the picture.
The seller recommends a variant lotus flower that can be grown in a water tank. It is such a big flower with only two shy leaves hiding under the flower. The pink tips are especially beautiful with red tips.
There is also a flower that looks particularly like a rose. It is said to be called the ancient rose. It is the biggest research result of their farm in recent years. The gene reduction rate has reached 90%. Even though the stability rate is very low, it still passes the test.
, sixty percent.
Man Bao liked it so much that in addition to chrysanthemums, she bought several kinds of lotus flowers and ancient roses.
The colors are different, and the flower types are also different. Some are still in bud, and some have just a small green dot, not even the bud. The seller seems to be trying to seduce Manbao, and they all give her a pot of them.
Open flowers.
When she moved back, even Mr. Zhuang stood on the porch and admired it for a long time.
It's really beautiful.
With such beautiful flowers placed on the porch, it was hard for Wu Lang and the others not to know about them.
He was a little reluctant, "Selling such beautiful flowers to an enemy?"
Man Bao said: "More than one hundred taels, Fifth Brother, please look at the price."
Wu Lang blinked, "A hundred taels for a pot of flowers? Or all together?"
"Of course it's a pot of flowers." Zhou Lijun said: "Uncle Wu, do you know how much a pot of peonies sold for when we were in Yizhou City?"
Friday Lang shook his head.
Zhou Lijun told him, and Wu Lang's eyes widened.
Man Bao said: "Each of these flowers has its own beauty. Although I think they all look good, we Jin people love peonies a lot, so rare peonies can be sold at a higher price, while other flowers will have to be sold at a lower price. Wait until next spring.
, we will find peonies and sell them to them at a high price."
Bai Shan asked angrily: "How many more years do you want to sell them?"
In his opinion, it was best to find out this year. He didn't want to live with them for a few more years.
Man Bao felt a little weak and asked, "They haven't entered Beijing yet, have they?"
"I haven't heard," Bai Shan said, "I only heard that the emperor was worried about the Queen Mother, so he sent a message to the King of Yizhou before setting off in July and a half."
Bai Erlang was very curious, "We are in the Imperial College, why haven't I heard about this? How many friends have you made?"
"Not one," Bai Shan said, "but there are a lot of people in our class who like to gossip. After class, they get together to talk about state affairs. News from the DPRK and China is flying all over the sky. I sit at the front and it's hard not to hear."
Man Bao and Bai Erlang were stunned.
Bai Erlang felt a little upset, "Why doesn't anyone in our class say this?"
"Because you are a class of twelve and have no foundation in Beijing. How did you get this information?" Bai Shan had already figured out the key. "There are twenty-two students in our class. Except for the three of us, there are
Five of them came through the college entrance examination, and the remaining fourteen were all admitted by Enyin. Their grandfathers or fathers and brothers were all officials in the court. It is difficult for us not to hear the news."
Bai Dalang on the side suddenly interjected: "This is the difference between Guozixue and the other five studies."
Then he glanced at his silly brother with a look of regret on his face.
What a great opportunity. He only had to compete with forty-seven people for the top three places. If he had been smarter and more diligent, he would have reached the thirteenth place in the exam, and he could advance ten more places...
Bai Dalang shook his head, forget it, forget it, time is fate, he is lucky enough now.
Bai Erlang stood up from his brother, walked between Zhou Lizhong and Zhou Liwei and squeezed in, avoiding his elder brother, "When can your shop open?"
Wu Lang immediately remembered the business, "By the way, don't tell me, I almost forgot. The shop has been packed up, and we have explored all the places selling vegetables and meat. We are planning to open the business on a good day."
Man Bao immediately said: "I know this, I'll do the math!"
"I knew you could do it, so I just came back to find you to calculate it." Wuwulang knew that Manbao had learned some days-counting skills from Daoxu Daohe in the Taoist temple, so he came back to find her to calculate it.
There was no other way, he had inquired, it would take a lot of money to count the days in a Taoist temple in the capital, especially on the opening day.
Although they still had the money given by Manbao, he still felt that he could save as much as he could. Even if he only gave him two taels of red envelopes, think about how long it had taken his family to earn two taels of silver before.
Man Bao was clumsily counting on his fingers. Bai Shan asked, "Have you decided what the name of the shop will be?"
Wu Wulang said: "We have all thought about it. This is a restaurant owned by our old Zhou family, so it is called Zhou Ji Restaurant."
Bai Shan: "...a very appropriate name."
Man Bao turned to him and said: "I plan to design a store emblem, but I can't draw it well. Can you help me draw it later?"
Bai Shan smiled and nodded, "Okay, can I write the plaque for you too?"
"No," Man Bao said, "I want your husband to write the plaque."
Bai Shan slightly felt sorry.
Bai Erlang raised his hand and asked, "Then what can I do?"
Man Bao thought for a moment and said, "Just help us entertain the guests. On the opening day, invite your classmates and friends who have fun together to have a meal and warm up the restaurant."
Man Bao counted on his fingers: "Shopkeeper Zheng Da and Dr. Gu from the drug store will be there, as well as our own people, and your friends and classmates. Although there are still a few people, it's almost the same."
Bai Shan thought for a while and then said, "Then I'll invite a few people too."
Man Bao asked: "Who is it?"
"Peng Zhiru and Lu Xiaofo," Bai Shan said after a pause, "and Feng Zongping and the others."
Although he and they are not friends, they occasionally talk to each other in school. If he invites them, they should come.
Man Bao was happy, "Okay, invite anyone else you want to invite."