Chapter 115
Knowing that the orchid was okay and should be able to bloom normally, Lu Zhenghui was much more relieved.
His eyes were burning, and he looked at the strange flowers of this pot of ink leaf golden flowers, and his heart was amazed. The leaves are strong, the petals are thick, the lines are varied, and the spirit is noble. Such a pot of orchids of the emperor of the Qin and Han dynasties, he lived for sixty or seventy years, and it was the first time he had seen it.
The only regret ...... Lu Zhenghui sniffed closely, and sighed secretly in his heart: It's not fragrant!
Orchids are one in shape, two in flowers, three in essence, and four in fragrance. This pot of flowers is domineering, unique in color, energetic, and complete in color. However, it is a pity that there is no such elegant and distant aroma. However, now many famous orchids are also not fragrant, and Lu Zhenghui is relieved when he thinks about it.
Otherwise, when Shun lĂŹ blooms, this pot of flowers will be perfect.
However, such a terrible flower, the flower pot at the bottom is a small sand pot of ten yuan in the flower and bird market, which is extremely clumsy and lacks a corner. As long as he looked at it, Lu Zhenghui couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in his heart. When he opened his mouth, he said, "Girl, what does this cost?" Give it to me. â
After speaking, he secretly scolded himself for being stupid, just the old man's net worth, if people are willing to sell flowers, does he still need to run to this woman's pile every day? He won't be embarrassed to come with him.
Alas, when I am old, I am old, and I am so happy to see that I don't even move my brain.
Zhou Mingyue was excited in her heart: I knew that this flower was not cheap, it must be worth a lot of money! Thinking of Fang Yuanyuan's explanation that this flower would not be sold when he was about to leave (after all, it was the first time, and he was afraid of being mutated by the aura), he couldn't help but feel a heart-wrenching pain. That's a lot of money...... It was as if the spiritual pillars had collapsed, and it was extremely boring.
However, the heartache is heartache, but her face did not show any meaning, but regretted: "This ...... Qian Bo, you also know, this is our boss's flower, she is as distressed as the baby every day, and she specially explained it when she left. Not sold. I can only apologize Mr. Lu. â
Lu Zhenghui's heart was about to break, knowing that his beloved baby was right in front of him, but he couldn't take it away...... He looked at Old Man Qian without giving up, and saw that he nodded and acquiesced to Zhou Mingyue's words. I couldn't help but be even more frustrated.
However, Old Man Qian glanced at Zhou Mingyue obliquely: "Come on, don't put gold on your round face." Can she still treasure this flower? Co-authored, have you all forgotten where I saw it in a corner? â
Zhou Mingyue's face flushed, and her smile became even more embarrassing.
Lu Zhenghui heard it: There is a play! Maybe it's an opportunity! Hurriedly urged the old man Qian to talk in detail.
Old man Qian didn't give up, so he was in front of Zhou Mingyue. I told Lu Zhenghui how the girls in their whole store did these flowers.
Put it in the back utility room and don't say it (Zhou Mingyue protested: Wronged, we didn't know there were such flowers at that time!) Watering every day is the same as not asking for money, and I can't wait to water it into a narcissus. Also, moving around every day, the movements are rude......
The more Lu Zhenghui listened, the brighter his eyes became, and when Old Man Qian finished speaking, he hurriedly pulled out a sincere smile to Zhou Mingyue: "Girl, you don't know how to raise this flower, and you don't feel anything when you look at it." Just keep it as you go. But the two of us are different, we are just like this in our lives, looking at the flowers, our hearts are kind. Look at it, don't ask your boss anymore, let it be to us brothers. I'm old, and I don't know how many years I'll be able to take a good look at it. â
His tone was kind, his figure was lowered again, and the bitter meat trick came out, and his face was wrinkled.
Zhou Mingyue's black line......
But. Last week, she also asked, Fang Yuanyuan didn't sell it, and she couldn't help it.
The two old men are also really sincere, and she is in a dilemma. I don't know how to refuse.
She thought for a moment and asked, "This orchid is really not good, but our boss still raises roses and begonias, do you two want them?" â
Old man Qian experienced another disappointment, and he was still upset when he heard the words. Snorted, "Don't." Old man, I like orchids, everything else is so-so. â
Lu Zhenghui was not so stupid, he looked at Zhou Mingyue's expression, and secretly wondered in his heart what kind of flowers these two pots were. While laughing, he said: "Okay, I don't pick (in fact, I pick to death!) What flowers, is it convenient to take a look at them first? â
Zhou Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly beckoned Lu Mingming, who was idle, to go upstairs to move flowers.
These two pots are used to make real flowers, and Fang Yuanyuan was forced to tell Zhou Mingyue when he was leaving. Otherwise, she doesn't know how long she will be gone, Zhou Mingyue sometimes occasionally comes up to clean the third floor, feed the turtles, and she can always find it. I had to say that it was a new variety, so she could look at it and deal with it, sell it and raise it.
As for the two turtles with steel teeth, bubbles and peacocks. Just hide under the bed, anyway, it's only a month anyway, you shouldn't starve to death......
The two of them went upstairs with a stumble, and after a while they hurried down again.
Old man Qian couldn't get the orchid he wanted, and he was sipping tea slowly and boredly, without raising his eyes. Lu Zhenghui was very interested and kept looking at the two of them.
The two of them went downstairs with the flower pot, and he sat up straight in an instant, his eyes shining.
The flower pot held by the two was not big, Zhou Mingyue was holding a white porcelain pot with a diameter of about twenty-five centimeters, and there was a thumb-thick flower stem in it, and there were only three or five fat and green leaves on it. At the top, there is a fiery red rose in full bloom, about 30 centimeters in diameter.
Lu Zhenghui was stunned.
Old man Qian inadvertently glanced up, and took a sip of hot tea directly into his throat, coughing so badly.
Oh my God! Is this rose still a rose? Why is it so big!!
The two of them love flowers, and they know a little bit about everything except orchids. There are several varieties of roses, which are popular flowers. But those varieties such as Elizabeth, gold diamonds, etc., are all the size of trees, and I have never seen flowers as big! The color is still so positive, it's like a fire!
Zhou Mingyue was also proud.
This huge pot of roses has been blooming for a month and a half, and it has always been so energetic, and I can't wait to bloom for a year without withering. If it weren't for the unusual variety, she would have moved out to dry the guests.
In comparison, Lu Mingming's pot of flowers in the back is not outstanding enough.
After all, the two old men are old, and their eyes are more or less not good. Therefore, when I looked at the pot of mutated Japanese begonias, I thought it was a safflower ball, but I didn't see what kind of flower it was.
Lu Zhenghui reacted quickly, hurriedly stepped forward, looked up and down carefully, and asked uncertainly: "Is this...... It's a begonia, right? â
Before Zhou Mingyue could answer, the fast-talking Lu Mingming replied happily: "Yes, the boss said that it was a Japanese begonia." Looks good, right? Hurry up and ask my mother to plant a few trees, and when my brother gets married in the second half of next year, how festive it is to have so many red balls at the door of my house! She looked at the big red flower ball in her arms, and she already imagined what it would look like to plant two rows in front of her house.
Old man Qian came up: "Begonia...... Is it this day open? â
Lu Zhenghui couldn't help but say to himself: "Japanese begonia, is this what it looks like?" (To be continued.) )
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