"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Jiang Cheng'er proposed that Han Baichuan was very busy these days, staring at the workers and the market price of peonies, waiting for the arrival of the Flower Dynasty Festival.

Han Baichuan thought about it, nodded, changed his clothes, and went out with her.

Walking along the streets, the hawkers shouted one after another, trying to attract business. The two arrived at a flower and bird market. Jiang Cheng'er saw at a glance that there was a bird chirping in the cage, with blue-red hair, a circle of white feathers around its eyes, and its eyes were clear and clever.

Jiang Cheng'er was full of excitement, and she thought of the chirp of the innocent dead thrush.

She looked at Han Baichuan: "Why don't you buy this bird back?" ”

Han Baichuan has no impression of the previous memory, but it is good to put a bird at home to make the house more angry. The money was paid, and the two walked back with the cage. Han Baichuan saw someone selling pancakes at the stall and bought one too.

He lifted the pancake and looked at Jiang Cheng'er: "Do you want to give you half of it?" ”

The words he had said before came back to his ears. "I'm going to give you half of my stuff."

Jiang Cheng'er didn't know why her voice trembled a little: "You...... Do you remember that phrase? ”

"What?" Han Baichuan looked at her blankly, did he say anything important?

"Nothing." Jiang Cheng'er was a little disappointed, sure enough, it didn't matter, so she forgot about it?

"Don't worry, when I make money in business, I will definitely have your share of the share, because we are all members of the Han family now."

She wanted to say that she didn't want that, but she didn't say it.

After the thrush was bought, she kept singing, and Jiang Cheng'er named it Doudou. When the rooster heard the bird's call, Ah Hong also raised his throat and crowed.

"Twitter-"

The Han Mansion was suddenly filled with the cries of the two guys, and it was a lot more lively.

Before the Flower Dynasty Festival, there is also a lantern festival on the Shangyuan Festival. Jiang Cheng'er watched the costume TV series, and the deepest impression was the colorful and crowded lantern festival.

There are still two days before the Flower Dynasty Festival, and the peony "Yuan Bi" of the thirteen varieties of florist Yuan has been fully bloomed. The flower field is blue in the wind, like a woman's beautiful skirt, elegant and charming.

The fifteenth day of mid-spring is the flower festival, the market is crowded, the merchants come one after another, and all kinds of strange flowers compete for beauty. Regardless of men and women, regardless of whether they are high or low, from the monarch, scholars, to the small people in the market, they all have a small flower on their heads. Peonies, peonies, begonias, and woody incense are all on the market, and flower sellers use horse-head baskets to arrange flowers on the ground for people to choose.

Suddenly, the flow of people rushed in one direction as if they were being sucked in by something.

A young and handsome boy was surrounded by a heavy crowd, and the man raised the flower in his hand to show everyone: "This peony is named 'Yuan Bi', and it was cultivated by my family's florist Brother Yuan." He pointed to the honest man sitting on the side, Yuan Shisan's dark face was slightly red, but he couldn't see it.

Han Baichuan said in a loud voice: "Let's talk about it, can my 'Yuan Bi' be comparable to Wei Zi and Yao Huang?" ”

Li Bai's poem about peony is "clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, spring breeze blows Revlon", the peony is gorgeous and elegant, Han Baichuan's hand is very mysterious and noble, the blue petals are layered, stained with a little dewdrops, everyone has never seen a blue peony, and their eyes are naturally attracted.

I only heard a voice from the crowd saying, "I paid 500 yuan to buy this peony, how about it?" With the voice, a middle-aged man dressed in brocade clothes walked out of the crowd, with a jade pendant tied around his waist, and at a glance he knew that this person's identity was extraordinary.

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar, and it was a sky-high price for 500 yuan for a flower, and they didn't know that it was very common for a beautiful peony to be sold for 1,000 yuan a plant among the nobles.

The price offered by this person was the highest price in today's flower market, but Han Baichuan didn't look happy, and there was still a faint look on his face: "This brother, five hundred yuan is only half of Wei Zi's price, right?" Could it be that this flower of mine is so different from Wei Zi? ”

The middle-aged man didn't expect this young man to understand the peony market so clearly, it was the first time he had seen such a beautiful blue peony, rare and expensive, if he took it to the person above, it would definitely make the other party smile, maybe it would be smooth from now on.

After thinking about it, he pretended to be very entangled and reluctant, and said: "Childe, your flowers are indeed beautiful and very rare, so let's do it, I gritted my teeth and paid a thousand yuan, no matter how expensive it is, I can't afford it." ”

The crowd stirred up again, and there was a chatter: "What, what's so rare about blue flowers, and I still have purple morning glories." ”

"Big brother, it's a peony, and I can give you a few morning glories for free."

The middle-aged man asked for 5 Yuan Bi, took out a silver ticket and handed it to Han Baichuan, and everyone looked straight. Then, another lady dressed in grace bought 8 plants. Yuan 13 planted a total of 200 Yuan Bi, and almost half of them were sold at the end of the day. Of course, there are not many rich people in this town, and some of them are sold for 800 yuan.

In the crowd, a fat man in his forties and fifties saw that Han Baichuan's flower business was booming, and he was so angry that he stomped his feet. He said to the thin monkey man beside him, "How did he grow the blue peony?" Could it be that some demon magic was used? "This person is Xu Chenghai, he is angry that Young Master Han snatched his maid, how can he not be angry when he sees Young Master Han using the wasteland that originally belonged to him?

Xiao Gui pondered for a long time, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Xu Yuanwai, I understand, growing blue peonies is very simple, and you don't need demon magic, you wait for me to come tomorrow to debunk his tricks." ”

On the second day of the Flower Dynasty Festival, Han Baichuan's stall was still very lively, Yuan Bi attracted a lot of businessmen from a little farther away, and sold more than a dozen plants just after they were put out, and Yuan Bi also drove the sales of other flowers planted in the field.

An abrupt male voice sounded on the street: "Don't be fooled, the blue peony is just a trick, I'll prove it to you." ”

When Han Baichuan heard this, it came from a stall not far away. Yuan 13 looked at him a little nervously: "Boss, is this a troublemaker?" ”

He couldn't help frowning: "Brother Yuan, don't be nervous, you continue to sell flowers here, I'll go over and take a look." ”

Jiang Cheng'er watched him walk over and followed. At a glance, the man who set up the stall was actually Xiao Gui, the Zhuang Zhaiya man who introduced Xu Yuanwai to them.

Xiao Gui was holding a flower in his hand, and the flower was covered with a yellow cloth. Seeing that more and more people were gathered around him, he held up the flower for people to see: "Everyone, look at it, this flower of mine is more special than the blue peony-" After speaking, he ripped off the yellow cloth.

The crowd was boiling again. I saw that the flower was half blue and half white.

Xiao Gui said confidently, "Understood, right? I just drips paint onto the flower, and the flower, which was originally white, turns blue! I only dyed half of it so that it would be clear to everyone that it was originally a white peony. Therefore," he pointed to Han Baichuan's stall, "The blue peony that man sells is a trick at all, and the blue peony is not rare at all, just to sell it for a higher price!" ”

As soon as the words fell, it caused a commotion in the crowd, some people believed his words, and angrily wanted to go to Han Baichuan to ask for an explanation, and some people retorted to him: "How can the flowers dyed with paint not fade?" There is no trace of the ground where the flowers are sold. "There are also people who are skeptical and do not act.

"This brother is right, if my peony is dyed with pigment, how can it not fade? Are you a fool to spend a thousand dollars on flowers? ”

This clear male voice that sounded focused everyone's attention on him again, it was the son who owned Yuan Bi.

Han Baichuan grinned: "It's very simple to tell if it's dyed with pigment, just put the flowers in water and soak them to see if they will fade?" ”

Someone in the crowd immediately responded: "That's right, I have water at home, I'll take it out for you to test." ”

Soon a man came up with a basin of water and said, "You two will be clear when you put the flowers in the water." ”

Han Baichuan said: "I'll come first, my flowers won't stain this clear water, so as not to waste another pot of water." After speaking, he glanced at Xiao Gui.

Xiao Gui couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he looked at his calm expression, could he have guessed wrong?

While they were waiting, Jiang Cheng'er had already returned to their stall and brought a Yuan Bi over, and she slowly dipped Yuan Bi into the basin of clear water. The crowd held their breath.

A few minutes passed. The water was still crystal clear, and not even a drop of paint had been dissolved. The quiet crowd suddenly became noisy again, "It seems to be a real blue peony." "I'll just say, how can the paint be dyed so beautifully and evenly."

Xiao Gui's face suddenly became ugly. Without saying a word, he put his own blue peony into the water, and immediately dyed the whole basin blue. He originally explained that his peony was dyed in order to debunk Han Baichuan, so it was a normal result, and everyone didn't say anything. However, this compares Han Baichuan's blue peony to how rare it is, and it can't be dyed.

At the end of the Flower Dynasty Festival, Han Baichuan made a lot of money and gave a lot of tips to Yuan Shisan and the workers in the garden.

In the room of the husband and wife. Jiang Cheng'er asked curiously, "Can you tell me how the blue peony is grown?" Or is it only Master Yuan who knows? ”

Han Baichuan smiled mysteriously: "Actually, it's not difficult, it's indeed grown through dyes." Seeing Jiang Cheng'er's surprised expression, his mood suddenly improved a lot, and he continued to enjoy the fun of popular science, "Mix the indigo used for dyeing cloth with water into green juice, and continue to use it to water the roots from the time the peony sprouts, and it will bloom blue flowers." Of course, flowers dyed directly with dye will fade, but flowers that have grown up absorbing dye will not fade. "That Xiao Gui is already very shrewd, but unfortunately he is not a gardener, so he can't guess the method used by professionals. Just one step away.