Anyway, there are still a lot of autumn that can attract people's attention, so this spring she decided to sell flower pots, as well as a miniature version of the tool three-piece set, as well as a small watering can delicate odorless manure, etc. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Well, spring starts, and I can't get enough of things in my head anyway. "Xuan Miao'er is really confident in this.

Of course, Hua Jiye is completely convinced: "That's, then it's all up to you." ”

"Hua Jiye, I haven't told you yet, I plan to open a flower shop in the spring, not a flower shop. Xuan Miao'er's idea was only conceived in her head before, but this time she really decided to make it.

Hua Jiye was a little incomprehensible: "Florist?"

At this time, there was no special flower shop, because the good varieties were in the homes of large families, and they had their own florists, and this kind of thing was transferred internally, and no one came out to sell this.

"Haven't you seen a flower shop?" asked Xuan Miao'er as she looked at Hua Jiye.

Hua Jiye did not speak, which was also a tacit acquiescence to the other party's statement.

Xuan Miaoer smiled at this explanation: "At the beginning, the flowers I sold do not have to be precious, this spring we mainly sell tools, these flower pots, watering cans, tools and manure or something, the longer they are hidden, the easier it is to be discovered, if we still have the other party's spies around us? ”

Hua Jiye still didn't understand a little: "Then you might as well sell flower pots, will you make money by selling flowers?"

"Hua Jiye, I'm going to criticize you, look at everything for money, look at how vulgar your ideas are. However, who said that I don't make money anymore?" Xuan Miaoer looked at Hua Jiye mischievously: "Sometimes I don't want to make money, but you say that this money is always paving the way under my feet, and I can't do it if I don't earn it." ”

Hua Jiye looked at Xuan Miao'er's appearance, couldn't help laughing, and felt that in the shop, the laughter was rude, and tried to endure it as much as possible: "I want to listen, why do you have to earn this money." ”

"My father is so powerful, and the students who study agriculture in my school are all given for nothing? When the time comes, you can try to cultivate some cherished varieties, anyway, my shop is for long-term consideration, and when the time comes, you can use a few years to raise some precious bonsai for sale, do you think it will not make money, the bonsai I said is knowledgeable, and when the time comes, we will find some masters who paint well, so that every bonsai has a story. ”

Hua Jiye listened and slowly put away the smile on his face, the more he listened, the more serious he became, he had to admit that it was really difficult for Xuan Miaoer to make money if she didn't want to, as long as she had an idea, she could make money, this girl was born with the God of Wealth.

"Miao'er, your idea is really not ordinary, although you may not see much income in the first two years of spending, but the flower pot tools can make money, and after a few years these are imitated, your flowers can make money again, the more years, the more famous your store will be, and after becoming a time-honored brand, it is impossible for others to surpass it." Hua Jiye really looked at Xuan Miaoer with admiration.

Xuan Miao'er looked at him and smiled seriously: "Why are you so serious, it's not the first day you know me, after all, I'm going to open a flower shop, so I will buy some flowers to sell this year, of course, you also need to order a town store, you and Brother Xiao and Huarong have all contributed a little, so don't be too ashamed of my business." ”

Hua Jiye, who was still serious-looking, was laughed at by Xuan Miao'er again: "Your thoughts, rest assured, I promise to satisfy you." ”

"It's okay, your flowers are brought to me to use in the town store, not sold, I will start from the low end this year, I will hire a few guys in advance, train the flower arrangement skills, at least make the store lively, when the time comes, you help me make some beautiful vases, vases I draw drawings, keep them to make your eyes shine, and then send people to the mountains every day to pick wild flowers, of course, in the future, I will get a greenhouse flower garden, plant a lot of flowers suitable for inserting in the vase, specifically sell this flower. "Xuan Miaoer and Hua Jiye don't have any worries, where to think of it.

Hua Jiye still didn't understand a little: "You said you want to sell mountain wildflowers?" Of course he would be surprised, because the big families of mountain wildflowers can't look down on them, and the small families don't have the money to buy them, who will they sell them to?

Xuan Miaoer naturally knew what the other party was thinking: "The value of things is not in itself, the packaging in the later stage is also very important, do you think that flower arrangement is the little thing you usually see? When the time comes, I will make up some flower language of these mountain wildflowers, and I can choose to send them to the people I like according to different flower languages, what to send to the elders, and to send friends, of course, the signboard of our shop should also be written, and I will also send a booklet of flower language, not afraid that no one will buy it. Xuan Miao'er always talks about her thoughts.

Hua Jiye couldn't understand it again: "Wait, what is the language of flowers?"

Xuan Miaoer thought for a moment: "Literally, the language of flowers." ”

"How can flowers have language?" Hua Jiye thinks he is not stupid, but in front of this little girl, he still doesn't understand a lot.

"Stupid, just because she can't speak, isn't that language just made up by you?" Xuan Miao'er said with a smile.

Hua Jiye looked at Xuan Miao'er as if he didn't understand: "Just make it up?"

Xuan Miaoer took the pen and paper in front of her, simply drew a sunflower, and then used a colored pen to write on the side: Silent love. Then push it to Hua Jiye: "This is the flower language of sunflowers." ”

Hua Jiye looked at the sunflower and cried and laughed: "Isn't this flower just Mao's flower?"

Xuan Miaoer scratched her head, too, this is not the same as modern times, I thought about it, and drew one of the most common dog tail grasses, and wrote two words of crush on the back: "This is always okay, right?"

"What? This dog's tail grass can also be sold, and why is it a crush?" Hua Jiye looked at Xuan Miao'er in surprise.

The corners of Xuan Miao'er's mouth turned upward: "This thing is not easy to explain, but do you understand what I mean?"

Hua Jiye still nodded: "I understand, it is that every kind of flower can represent a meaning." ”

"Yes, for example, if you like a woman, she doesn't know, and you can't say it directly, you can give her this dog tail grass, of course, send a dog tail grass weird shabby, then you have to buy the bouquet that I carefully match for you in my shop. Xuan Miao'er looked at Hua Jiye proudly, and she looked like she understood what it meant.

Hua Jiye understood this time: "Some flower languages are love, some flower languages are blessings, some are said to the elders, and some are encouraged to children, so that some words that cannot be said in person can be passed on through a bouquet of flowers." ”

"It's easy to talk to smart people, but I also make up this flower language, you have time to help me think about it, it's best to be like the habits of flowers, such as mother-in-law, the seed said to float away and float away, it is the love that can't stay, that's what it means. ”