In Seoul in February, the snow on the streets has not yet melted, and the wind blows and reveals a chill. Song Han had to pull the zipper of the down jacket to the highest and put on the hood of the down jacket. The whole person shrunk up, yes, it looked so cowardly. Anyway, it's not a handsome guy or anything, Song Han has already given up on himself, regardless of any image, and keeping warm is the most important thing for him.

"Ashie, it's finally here." Song Han couldn't help but say a dirty word. Looking up, a small white building with three-story wooden doors and windows, if you add the all-glass pavilion on the roof, it is three and a half floors! The small building is not big, but in terms of floor area, it can have a look of six or seven hundred square meters, and the small building climbs unknown plants from the third floor to the ground, especially the door frame and the window frame next to the most prosperous one by one, like a child huddled together and lying on it. Probably because it's still winter, these plants are a little listless.

This is the legacy left to him by Song Han's cousin, who doesn't know where to go, a flower shop in Apgujeong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul. In a place where every inch of land is valuable, after Song Han came to Seoul, the hotel and the law firm ran back and forth, and finally won this flower shop. Because, it covers a large area and is invaluable. Song Han instantly thought at that time, after getting his hands, he would sell it and take the money to travel, he had been thinking about a long-term trip around the world. However, the lawyer instantly shattered his illusion and told him that the flower shop was not transferable and could only be inherited, and that it was a will left by his cousin, unless Song Han himself died.

After the dream of travel was shattered, Song Han could only go to the flower shop, anyway, he had nothing to worry about in China, only a few dead friends, and when he missed them, he would just go back to them to play, and he could also invite them to travel to South Korea, which was not impossible. Therefore, Song Han asked a lawyer to help him apply for a permanent residence permit and settle in South Korea!

Song Han took out the key to open and pulled up the roller shutter door, there was still a glass door that had not yet been opened, and a small wooden sign hung on the glass door handle, with a book on the front: Seoul Flower Shop. On the back: Rest, do not disturb. Song Han read these words, smiled indifferently, shook his head and muttered to himself: "It's really simple, there is not a single billboard, do others know that this is a flower shop?" ”

Looking inside the glass window, there were bunches of wrapped flowers on a double-decked platform, including roses, lilies, calla lilies, carnations, and the rest of Song Han was unknown. It's just that these flowers have not been taken care of for a few days, and they have withered a little, and the petals scattered all over the place are a little dying!

Opening the glass door, all kinds of different floral fragrances filled the space, making Song Han's nose uncomfortable for a while, Song Cuo hurriedly walked to the window, opened the curtains and opened the window, and bursts of sunlight came in. After a long time, the fragrance of the flowers faded a lot, and Song Cuo felt better and was able to adapt.

Song Han saw the whole picture of the flower shop, for other small flower shops, this flower shop is a bit big. After reading the whole part, Song Han realized that what the lawyer told him was that this was not a simple flower shop. Only the left part near the main entrance is a variety of flowers, which is a simple flower shop. There is a bar on the right, a little back on the bar, three small blackboards are hung from the beams, and the leftmost one: rose tea (milk tea), calla lily tea (milk tea) ....... Compared with ordinary milk tea, the milk tea above is more than four or five times more expensive. Song Han looked at it and wondered, will anyone drink it? The chalkboard in the middle: rose cake, calla lily cake...... This one is more than ten times more expensive than the average one. The last chalkboard: rose wine, calla lily wine, ....... Well, don't mention it, it's a hundred times more expensive. Song Han was instantly confused, and suddenly felt that this flower shop was not simple.

Go up the stairs to the second floor, the staircase on the right is the kitchen, the left is the living room, the sofa, the TV, the refrigerator, everything you need. The living room leads to the balcony, and there are pots of flowers lined up on the balcony railing, but no one has taken care of them for many days, and the cold weather in Seoul has withered in the past few days. Song Han took care of it casually, moved the flowers to the first floor, and waited for the flowers downstairs to be cleaned up together, I have to say that Korea is really cold in this season, and moving a few plates of flowers will blow the bare hands on the cold flower pots.

Walking up to the third floor again, I have to say that the wooden stairs, handrails, and floors full of interest are really touching, and the sound of kicking and kicking makes Song Han feel very cool.

The third floor is a bedroom, a master bedroom, five secondary bedrooms, and a study, I really don't know why my cousin wants so many bedrooms by herself, and she has no relatives in Korea. I only found out about it in China after she left. Thinking about it, it can only be understood that he is rich and capricious, and he changes bedrooms to sleep every day. As soon as he entered the study, Song Han was frightened by the dense books on plants and flowers in the entire study, and the computers on the desk in the study were also full of research materials on various plants and flowers.

After cleaning up the rows of dead pots of flowers left on the balcony on the third floor. Song Han walked towards the top of the building, it shouldn't be said that it was the half-story glass pavilion.

As soon as he went to the top of the building, Song Han was stunned by the scene above, all kinds of flowers, occupying an area, competing with each other. It turns out that the roof of the building is a glass greenhouse! All kinds of flowers grow happily here. Here are the roses, there are red roses, champagne roses, Diana pink roses, purple roses, white roses, blue roses......... You can find all kinds of things that can be found here. The blue enchantress on the market is full of dyed blue roses, and there are naturally grown blue enchantresses here.

The sunflowers over there are smiling at the sun, and the lilies over there are bowing their heads shyly. The most important thing is that there are several pots in the middle of the flowers, which are not the same as other flowers, one of which is Song Han he knows, is a very famous orchid in China, this pot of orchids is different from all the orchids that Song Han has seen, strange beauty, and an indescribable temperament in it. Song Han felt that a few individual bonsai were definitely not ordinary and simple.

The most amazing thing is the automatic irrigation system on the top of the third floor, between which all kinds of flowers pass through a pipe, and the pipe is surrounded by small holes, as long as the faucet is turned on, the flowers on the entire roof can be automatically irrigated. It can also be irrigated at regular intervals, selective irrigation, and a magical intelligent system. However, what made Song Han feel strange was that there was a green bead in the tank of irrigation water on the third floor. This made Song Han puzzled, and he would rather not want to, he should plan how to leave in the future.