Perhaps," Jiang Nuan said uncertainly, "this is the style of a rich man?" ”

Local tyrant style!

"What nonsense, it's still stupid," Mrs. Jiang pouted, "Forget it, it's okay to be so stupid, we can't handle it if we're too shrewd." ”

It's good to have money to make now and don't have to worry about anything else.

After figuring this out, the old lady gave her daughter a fascinated smile, and then, unhurriedly, left.

After Mrs. Jiang left, Jiang Nuan poured a glass of water to suppress her shock, and then dared to go out.

Sure enough, you must not look down on the trust of people.

In the eyes of his mother, Xiaoliu's cow is more trustworthy than herself.

It's really, really, so hard.

March 3, Morning Flower Festival.

In southern Henan, at the beginning of dawn, the moat began to be lively, and the flower boats of the major green buildings were moored on the riverside one after another.

On the boat, people are constantly busy, cleaning, arranging flowers, burning incense, and orderly in chaos.

An antique room, where a master and a servant speak softly.

"Miss, the slave is a little nervous."

"I'm not nervous, what are you nervous about?" A soft voice sounded, and the woman groomed in the mirror.

"Why don't you be nervous," the delicate woman pursed her lips and complained softly, "Today is about Miss's life, if something goes wrong, Miss will really be in the dust." ”

"It's been a long time ago, why care about this, don't worry," the woman's eyes flashed, "This year's Oiran, I'm Meiyu decided." ”

At that time, Huangjiakou.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one at home got up, Jiang Nuan opened the door like a thief.

As he was walking, he felt that something was staring at him, and when he turned around, he saw the innocent and stubborn eyes of Xiaoliu and the dogs.

She put her index finger to her mouth and puffed it up, "Shhh ”

The bull's eye turned around a few times, and after examining and looking at Jiang Nuan curiously, he nodded slightly.

Then, unhurriedly, turn around and go back to the nest.

Seeing this, Jiang Nuan patted his chest and exhaled.

Xiaoliu, this guy, really didn't waste himself in vain to secretly open a small stove for it.

Walked to the open space outside the door, looked around again, and made sure that there was really no one, and then used the fastest speed to release the seedlings, and then began to classify the code.

When Jiang Nuan was sorting out the fruit seedlings, the Huang family also got up.

Huang Xiaosan saw that the door was wide open and walked over curiously.

As soon as I went out, I saw the fruit seedlings with dew, and asked in surprise, "Mother, have the fruit seedlings been delivered?" ”

"Yes," Jiang Nuan nodded, "It's all here, I've counted two hundred pear trees, one hundred peach trees, and thirteen jujube trees." ”

"Strange," Huang Xiaosan muttered suspiciously, "Why didn't anyone hear such a big movement?" And this time to send the tree, how can you choose now? Isn't it because the road is too far? ”

Jiang Nuan directly pretended not to hear these words.

Poor innocent and weak, she doesn't know anything.

After Huang Xiaosan muttered, he also began to sort out the fruit seedlings.

Then, the confusion in my heart became even more.

"I'm afraid this fruit seedling has been open for two years, right? It's so watery, it's not wilted at all, it's not like it was dug the next day. ”

"Each plant is so straight, tsk, this dealer is really kind, and he is not afraid of losing money."

The son's chatter was endless, and Jiang Nuan's ears hurt, "Shut up, you can work quickly." ”

If she continues to do so, she won't be able to stay any longer.

Really, is it okay for the seedlings to be good? Why so many things.

After a while, the whole family joined the army of sorting out the fruit seedlings, and when Mrs. Huang and her party came over after breakfast, the fruit seedlings had been placed in an orderly manner on the open space.

"Ouch," Father Huang shouted happily, "the fruit seedlings have been delivered?" ”

He stepped forward to take a look, and after taking a closer look, he said in surprise, "It's really good, at least eighty percent of the crops can be planted." ”

This survival rate is quite good.

The survival rate of ordinary paulownia trees is almost the same.

But this is a fruit tree, a fruit tree that can be sold for money.

Thinking of this, Daddy Huang smiled happily.

"It's here," Jiang Nuan clapped his hands and got up, "You can plant it today." ”

For a whole day after that, the entire Huang family was busy with the fruit trees.

There are not many people in the village who are willing to pay money to buy fruit seedlings, and less than ten plants are evenly distributed.

Mrs. Jiang also asked for one plant, kept it for her own food, and planted the rest.

On both sides of the gate, a row of pear trees were planted, and the open space in front was full of peach trees, and a dozen of them were planted in the old forest, and the others were all planted on both sides of the road.

Because of the large number of fruit seedlings, in addition to the main road in the middle of the village, several small roads were also planted.

The vigorous fruit seedlings, the flower bones hidden in the branches swaying in the wind, and the faint fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, which is very pleasant.

The time is getting late, the night is approaching, the moat, the lanterns are rising, and more and more people are pouring into the painting boat.

On the boat, push the cup and change the lamp, so lively.

"What hour? Why hasn't the Oiran feast started yet? Disgruntled voices resounded throughout the boat.

"Jin Shao, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, those people are dressing up, don't worry, start immediately." A middle-aged woman wearing a saffron field covered her mouth with a handkerchief and spoke.

"It's really a grind," the young man snorted coldly, "Master, I waited until now, and I haven't seen a single beauty, so it's a waste of time, isn't it?" ”

As he spoke, he was half-lying on the chair and resting his legs on the pedals in front of him.

Although the movements are vulgar, they are a little uninhibited, flamboyant and high-minded, obviously, he has a good life, and he has been used to this kind of drunken life.

"My young master," the old bustard cried aggrievedly, "how dare the villain delay your time, but the time is not enough, and the villain can't help it, speaking of which, the most anxious is the villain, start early, and settle down your own girl early." ”

The old bustard lowered his eyebrows on the surface, but he was already very impatient in his heart.

What a thing, but the people of the deflated county town came here to find recreation, and they dared to trouble the old lady.

This boat is full of masters, there are high-ranking and powerful people, and there is no shortage of family assets, which onion is this kid?

Not to mention being stingy and ruthless, the old lady said so many things with her, and she didn't get a reward of one or two silvers.

Bah!

What the hell!

I don't have any money to charge a fat man, but when the Oiran banquet begins, can he really hold a beauty?

"Young master," the golden shopkeeper looked around and arched his hand, "It should start soon, the high platform has been set up, and it is covered with a red cloth, so it won't take long." ”

The gold shopkeeper has a headache.

On the stall, this arrogant and willful master is very crazy.

You said that you just came to Fucheng to see and understand, and you have nothing to look for?

This is not as good as Ping'an County, the Jin family is the overlord of the land in Ping'an County, and it is nothing in Fucheng, just take one out here, whether it is family property or status, it is better than Jin Mansion I don't know how many times.

"Go," said the young man in a smug manner, "urge them." ”

Hearing this, the golden shopkeeper and the person next to him looked at each other.

One word came to mind: stupid!

Who does he think he is? Urging? It's almost the same as looking for a fight!