To put it bluntly, this flower show is a comprehensive exhibition, unlike many local exhibitions, either the peony festival, or the moon flower festival, or the chrysanthemum festival, or the Lan Expo.

Luo Tong walked around and found that if she wanted to see more exotic flowers and plants, she had to go to this special flower show, because it was a competition for the same variety of flowers, which was more comparative.

On the contrary, the flower show in the provincial capital is more to promote the development of the flower industry in the provincial city and make many exhibitors famous, and its economic appeal may be more.

In fact, to put it bluntly, its nature is similar to that of the Canton Fair, but the main content of this flower show is related to the flower industry.

After turning the entire convention and exhibition center around, Luo Tong really didn't see any flowers that amazed her. It's not that those flowers aren't beautiful, but they don't look as vulgar as Suguan Heding.

Looking at it so roughly, there are very few rare flowers that really come to the exhibition, and most of them are the main varieties in their own gardens. Luo Tong was a little disappointed, and wanted to see more of those rare flowers, but he didn't expect this to be the case.

Luo Tong, who returned to his booth, slumped on the seat, looking at the flowers he brought to the exhibition, and suddenly felt that this was too eye-catching?

The rare flowers that others really exhibited were all one pot or two, how could she bring seven or eight pots at a time like she is now?

It's too eye-catching, Luo Tong has already made up his mind, when he goes back tonight, he will bring back the golden camellia and the two pots of orchids, and he will not send them to the exhibition in the future.

Tomorrow, she will also learn from those exhibitors, bring more flowers from her own flower garden in the blooming period, and also pull a little more business for the green field at that time. Thinking about it this way, the little depression in Luo Tong's heart is gone.

The first day was uneventful, and there weren't many people passing by at the Green Field booth, with the occasional person taking pictures with their cameras. Luo Tong is also happy to be idle, she now hopes that the more inconspicuous she is, the better.

In the evening, the convention and exhibition center is about to close, Luo Tong and several people put all the flowers on display in the golden cup, because the plan has changed, originally agreed to go to see the car in the evening, now can only pick another time.

After going back, Sheng Qiwu, Luo Tong, Chen Yunjing and Uncle Chen were busy non-stop.

They need to pot all the flowers that will be brought to the flower show tomorrow, and this time the main focus is chrysanthemums, and the four of them have a total of 20 pots of chrysanthemums, so they stopped.

It was already about half past seven in the evening when everything was busy, and after politely declining Uncle Chen's proposal to have dinner together, Luo Tong and Sheng Qiwu returned to the resort center.

Today is still a little tired, far from being comfortable at home, they are thinking now, finish their meals early and go back early to rest.

Of course, before leaving, Luo Tong did not forget to take the pot of golden camellia and two pots of orchids with her, which was her favorite, and she was going to take it back and put it in the living room.

There was a big parking lot on the side of the resort center, Sheng Qiwu parked her car on the side of the parking lot, and the two went to the back kitchen.

Before he arrived in the back kitchen, Luo Tong suddenly snorted, "What do you want to do again?"

Saying this, Luo Tong quickened his pace, wanting to see what delicious things Ma Sen had figured out again.

Since Ma Sen came, Luo Tong has feasted on it, no matter what the ingredients are, it seems that he can cook differently from others.

The more you go to the back kitchen, the more intense the aroma of this osmanthus becomes. Almost every family in Qingshui Village has planted osmanthus trees, during this time, it is just the peak flowering period of osmanthus, and the whole village is bathed in the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and people are a little dizzy.

Luo Tong has heard that osmanthus can also make a lot of food, because she has been busy with the flower show recently, so she has no time to find Ma Sen, I didn't expect Ma Sen to pour osmanthus today?

Pushing open the kitchen door, except for Ma Sen, everyone's eyes were cast, and Luo Tong hurriedly greeted everyone: "Hello grandparents, have you had dinner?"

"Xiao Luo is back, we have all eaten, why did you come back so late? Hungry, right? Hurry up and wash your hands, here is the osmanthus cake that the little fat man just made, eat some to cushion your stomach!"

Grandma Lin hurriedly beckoned Luo Tong in, she shushed the cold and asked for warmth, Grandma Sheng had already gone to put the dishes and chopsticks ready, and she could start eating immediately when Luo Tong came over.

Even Grandpa Sheng also looked at Luo Tong with a concerned face, in comparison, Sheng Qiwu, who went out with Luo Tong, they didn't expect it at all.

Sheng Qiwu, who came in after Luo Tong, touched his nose, well, he was used to it for a long time. Don't look at Luo Tong's usual quietness, but he especially recruits the elders to like it, don't you see that his genuine grandson is already in the back?

However, the elders like Luotong, Sheng Qiwu is very happy, and everything is prosperous. Seeing Sheng Qiwu coming in, Luo Tong hurriedly pushed his small bowl towards him and motioned for him to taste it too.

Sheng Qiwu smiled and touched her head, and went to find the dishes and chopsticks again. He walked over to the cupboard, where Masson was standing, stirring the soup in the pot. As he moved, a burst of sweet fragrance emanated.

Looking at the alluring orange, Sheng Qiwu guessed: "Is this a boiled kumquat?"

Masson dragged the towel around his neck and wiped his sweat, "That's right, I'm going to make some osmanthus kumquat sauce." ”

The fat grandfather who was standing on Ma Sen's side took a sip of osmanthus wine: "Xiao Sheng, you came back at the right time, if you come a little later, it is estimated that we will all eat it up." ”

"Not bad. Today, the little fat man had a whim, saw that the osmanthus flowers in the village were blooming well, and made a lot of osmanthus delicacies, and he did not call us less in the afternoon. ”

"What have you made to eat, I think this osmanthus cake is really good!"

Luo Tong took a bite, and it was hard for her to be able to speak very clearly.

She has also eaten osmanthus cakes sold in the market, but she is far from being as strong as Marson. The Masson version of the osmanthus cake looks a little transparent from the outside, and is dotted with some osmanthus petals around it.

It's not the kind of osmanthus candy stuffing she had eaten before, the taste is more refreshing and softer.

Grandma Sheng gave Luo Tong a bowl of osmanthus wine, "Everyone eats this osmanthus delicacy at night, and the little fat man also made this osmanthus wine, Tongtong, you can taste it, it's very delicious!"

Grandma Sheng brought the bowl, Luo Tong hurriedly took it with both hands. There are more than a dozen glutinous rice balls floating in the small bowl, the soup is thick, it looks like it has been thickened, and there are a few golden osmanthus flowers floating in the transparent soup, and the aroma of osmanthus flowers spreads out when it is stirred slightly.