After entering the courtyard, the six women stopped.
Now, it is spring, the season of flowers.
There are colorful flowers on both sides, making this small home truly unique.
"Jiu'er."
Duan Liuyang pointed to a place, "Look, this is the flower I'm talking about."
As soon as she finished speaking, she walked along the small gravel path in the middle and walked into the flowers.
Duan Liuyang stopped beside a bunch of flowers and looked back at the people on the road in the middle.
"Jiu'er, it's this kind of thing."
She looked away from Feng Jiu'er and squatted down.
Duan Liuyang leaned over, gently pinched a cluster of flowers, smelled it, and shook his head.
"It's the same situation as mine. If you take it home and plant it, you won't be able to get that kind of fragrance."
At this moment, Feng Jiuer had come to her side.
Feng Jiuer also squatted down, bent over, and smelled carefully.
"Liu Yang, did you say that this rouge just now was developed from this kind of flower?"
"Um."
Duan Liuyang raised his eyes and gave Xiaoying a definite answer, "Unfortunately, the taste has changed now."
"The taste has changed?"
Qiao Mu frowned.
Her eyes were also on the flowers.
"The scent has changed."
Duan Liuyang stood up and said, "I also saw this flower on a mountain near my home."
"Because of its unique fragrance, I took two plants home to plant. Unfortunately, after I brought them home, they..." Duan Liuyang turned back and looked down at the flowers, with a bit of regret on his face.
"Not only do they no longer grow as lushly, but the flowers are not as bright. The most obvious change is the fragrance."
"This scent has become very different. It doesn't have the same feeling as before."
"Hello!"
A woman on crutches walked out of the house.
When she heard Duan Liuyang's words, she looked towards Duan Liuyang.
"Hello! Do you know this flower?"
"Rong'er, this is the city lord, let me say hello first!"
The store owner gave his girl a hand.
The woman reacted immediately and looked at Feng Jiuer.
She placed her crutch on the pillar beside her and said, "Hello, City Lord! I am Shen Ronger."
Feng Jiu'er looked back at the woman and smiled slightly: "Hello, Rong'er."
“City Lord, do you want to come in and sit down and talk?
My wife is preparing tea."
Old Shen greeted warmly.
"We don't have any good tea at home, but the scented tea made by my girl is quite popular. City Lord, would you like to try it?"
"good."
Feng Jiuer nodded and turned back.
The people who followed him in also turned around and walked out.
The main room is not big, with a table in the middle and a woman making tea.
When the woman heard the sound, she immediately put down what she was holding, turned around, put her hands on her waist, and blessed her body.
"Hello City Lord, hello ladies!"
“No need to be polite!”
Feng Jiuer's face had a trademark smile.
"Please sit down!"
Old Shen went over, grabbed his sleeves, and quickly wiped every chair.
"please!"
"Mr. Shen, you are too polite!"
Feng Jiuer nodded and sat down.
Others also sat down.
The woman did not sit down, but stood and poured tea for everyone.
"This is scented tea. I wonder if you, City Lord, can get used to drinking it."
"We all like to drink scented tea."
Little Cherry stood up and took the tea from the woman.
"By the way, Ronger."
Feng Jiuer took a sip of tea and put down the cup.
"Do you know that flower just now?"
Although Shen Ronger sat down, she still held the crutch tightly and looked a little submissive.
"City Lord, are you referring to the small flower clusters you just saw?"
"Um."
Feng Jiu'er nodded, "You and I are similar in age. From now on, we can call me by my first name. Just call me Jiu'er."
"I..." Shen Ronger raised her eyes, glanced up, and immediately lowered her head.
"City Lord, I'm sorry!"
Old Shen looked apologetic, "My Ronger has been timid since she was a child."
"She just likes to deal with spices and doesn't care about anything else."
After finishing speaking, Old Shen looked back at his daughter: "Rong'er, the city lord asks you something, and you have to respond."
"The city lord is right, you are of the same age, don't be hesitant, just say it."
"Um."
Shen Ronger took a deep breath and raised her eyes to meet Feng Jiuer's gaze.
"Jiu, Jiu'er, I don't know this flower, so I just heard you guys discussing it, so I took the liberty to ask."
If she hadn't been particularly concerned about those little flowers, she wouldn't have had the courage to ask questions just now.
"Where did you find the flowers?"
Feng Jiuer continued to ask.
"Thick Mountain."
Shen Ronger responded.
"Back mountain?"
Qiao Mu's voice was calmer than that of ordinary women, "I don't see any mountains behind here."
"A thick mountain means thick and thin, not front and back."
Shen Ronger responded softly.
"Houshan Mountain can be seen from a distance on the way we came just now."
Old Shen responded.
"It's probably between here and the market. If you go out from this direction, it will be on our right."
Feng Jiuer frowned and was thinking about what happened when she came here just now.
After leaving the market, they passed through a lot of cultivated fields and woods. They felt that the air was good, so they all drew up the curtains of the windows on both sides.
Coincidentally, Feng Jiuer was sitting on the left side. She remembered seeing a mountain at that time, no, two mountains.
Now we are going back to the mountain on the right, and when we came here we were on the left.
"Are they two mountains of almost the same height?"
Feng Jiuer pondered for a while and asked.
"right."
Old Shen nodded with a smile, "The city lord also noticed it, didn't he?"
"The two mountains are about the same height, but one mountain is thicker and the other is thinner. Our local people named them thick mountain and thin mountain."
The origin of this thick mountain is really simple.
"Well, it should be those two."
Feng Jiu'er nodded and looked back to Shen Ronger.
"Rong'er, I heard Liu Yang say that this flower doesn't originally smell like this, does it?"
"Um."
Shen Ronger nodded, "Its original fragrance is strong but not greasy, and smells very good. I not only used it to make rouge, but also made a sachet."
"mother."
Shen Ronger raised her eyes and looked at her mother, "Go to my wing and take out the cloth bag from the second drawer."
"good."
The woman nodded, turned around, and walked to the other side.
When Old Shen saw that everyone was silent, he immediately stood up and waved his hands.
"Drink tea, drink some tea."
"good."
Feng Jiuer picked up the tea cup again.
Others also held teacups and each took a sip.
Duan Liuyang frowned and put down the cup.
"Actually, the same goes for me. I once brought this flower home from the mountains. No matter how I cultivated it, I couldn't grow it well."
"The key is its smell. It has completely changed and it has become unpleasant."
Shen Ronger raised her eyes and looked at Duan Liuyang, remembering what she heard when she went out just now.
"right."
She nodded, "The situation is the same."
"I like this flower very much. When I went to the mountains this time, I wanted to bring some soil back to plant it, but I didn't expect..." She looked down at her feet with a look of helplessness on her face.
