When the county order arrived at the flower field, the owner of the flower field received the news, and he personally came out to greet him, and he saw Wen Qiao on the side.

After the county order introduced Wen Qiao's identity, the owner of the flower field knew that this was the son of the general from the capital.

There was no surprise in his eyes, and he seemed to have received that the person who came to greet the princess of Liangguo this time was the prince of the Huai'en Marquis Mansion.

The owner of this flower field is probably a person who has seen strong winds and waves, and he is neither humble nor arrogant to Wen Qiao, and takes Wen Qiao to introduce him from the door.

"This is the black orchid, as its name suggests, with a little gray, which blooms from October to March, and does not like strong light in shade areas, and has a fragrance when it blooms. It's also a rare flower that blooms in winter."

"It's cyclamen, it's a very hardy one, it blooms for a long time, it blooms in early December, and it has a lot of colors, so it's easy to feed."

"This is a plum, there are many varieties, the flowers are basically pink and white, and it is loved by many poets."

The further you go inside, the warmer it gets, and some flowers that are not common in winter also appear here.

There are also low walls on both sides of the flower field, which not only block the wind but also divide these different kinds of flowers, which is eye-catching.

I have to say that the owner of this flower field is quite smart, and Wen Qiao also praised it.

"Your flower field is really good, and there are many types of flowers, many but not messy, it is a good place to watch."

The owner of the flower field was very happy to hear the praise, and he bowed to Wen Qiao: "The prince has a good eye, and these are not all the credit of the grass people, it is the ancestor who discovered this treasure land, so he bought him, and then there is the current flower field." ”

When Wen Qiao heard this, he was a little interested, and then asked, "Oh? Was this treasure land a little unusual before? ”

The owner of the flower field did not hide it, and introduced the origin of the flower field: "According to the ancestors, this was originally a natural hot spring mountain resort. ”

"Oh? Why haven't I heard you say anything about it before? The county order gossip was up, and he came over to brush a wave of presence.

"This is an ancestral matter, and you didn't ask, what did the grass people say?"

The county order was choked by the owner of the flower field, but seeing Wen Qiao standing aside, he could only retreat to his original position and muttered alone in the back.

The owner of the flower field knew the county order on weekdays, and he also knew that the county order was a person who did not hold grudges, he looked at Wen Qiao again, and continued without psychological burden. ：

"It's just that the water temperature of the hot spring villa gradually decreased, and the guests were reluctant to come, and the owner of the villa felt that there was no development prospect here, so he sold it at a low price, and many people thought that this place was wasted, and no one wanted it at all, and the price was pressed again and again."

Wen Qiao listened carefully to what the owner of the flower field said, and then the county magistrate asked, "What happened later?" ”

"Later, the ancestors of the grass people didn't think so, and it happened that the ancestors had some savings, so they seized the opportunity to buy this land, and let people fill it in and transform it into a flower field, which has now been passed down for several generations."

The county magistrate was also surprised when he listened to it, he didn't know these things, if he hadn't met Wen Qiao, he wouldn't have known the story.

Hua Tian also talked about how the flower field ran and developed afterwards, and how difficult it was to feed these flowers, and he said that he also took the flowers next to him as an example and told Wen Qiao that it would take a lot of effort to raise these.

Wen Qiao understood what he meant, this was a normal sales pitch. These flowers are his hard work, and you can't buy his flowers at a loss, and you can't be fooled.

Wen Qiao had to sigh that this flower farmer was really a businessman, and he didn't talk the same thing along the way, even if he didn't open his mouth, he and the county magistrate could adjust the atmosphere very well.

The further you go, the more complex the types of flowers, peonies, azaleas, daisies, and many other seasonal precious flowers appear.

Purple and red, yellow and layered, like a piece of beautiful satin, very eye-catching.

The owner of the flower field is worthy of raising flowers, no matter what kind of flower, he can say two or three sentences, and there are some famous poems written by poets, can say two or three, which shows that he has worked hard in this aspect of heavy flowers.

Listening carefully on the side, Wen Qiao was going to take Zhao Qingyan to play when the time came, and he would tell her.

When we reached the end, it was a sea of flowers. There is a hodgepodge of all kinds of flowers, the place is not big, but it is already rare in this season, there is a fence on the perimeter, and you can only go in and play if you pay for it.

Standing outside, Wen Qiao saw a woman dressed in a strange dress.

After all, Heyu County is in a commercial hub, and it is normal to meet some people from other countries.

It's strange that there are several strong men with strong martial arts like housekeepers around, and they surround this woman in a protective posture, and others can't see the doorway, but Wen Qiao knows.

When Wen Qiao's gaze met them, the eyes of those people were full of anger, and the killing intent flashed, and the momentum on their bodies was probably only possible if they had blood on their hands.

Frowning, Wen Qiao turned his face away from them. I was already guessing the identities of these people. If you are an ordinary businessman, I am afraid you don't have this kind of momentum.

When leaving, Wen Qiao brought a large bouquet of beautiful flowers, peonies, yueji, roses, and a few daisies, tied into a handful, which was a gift he gave to Zhao Qingyan.

The owner of the flower field was in a place where Wen Qiao couldn't see, showing a painful expression, and he was very distressed, but the buyer paid a large amount of money, and he didn't dare to say anything with this identity.

Holding a bouquet of flowers, Wen Qiao returned to the post station, and a group of people from the capital were surprised, after all, it was just that some people heard that there were flower fields in Heyu County, and now they really saw it, and they all wanted to see it.

There was a momentary commotion at the post station, and after a while, several soldiers were seen walking together to the flower field.

Wen Qiao sent the flowers to Zhao Qingyan's room, which made her stunned. Originally, I wanted to blame Wen Qiao for bringing a room of cold air into the house, but he was instantly bought by these beautiful flowers.

"Where did you get that?" Zhao Qingyan held the flowers, looked at its bright colors, smelled the fragrance, and only felt refreshed. I can't put it down for a while.

Seeing her happy appearance, Wen Qiao didn't say much, just waved his hand mysteriously.

Zhao Qingyan regretted for a while that she didn't agree to go with her just now, but how could she regret it in front of Wen Qiao.

After thinking about it, she showed a look of indifference, and sneered: "Cut, it will be sold." ”

Early in the morning of the second day, Wen Qiao gathered the people together and instructed them to prepare to receive the princess and envoys of Liangguo.

Yesterday, everyone just slipped out to play, and they were excited, and Wen Qiao also turned a blind eye, which made this group of people excited until now.

Hearing the arrangement, these people agreed one after another and promised to do a good job.

It's just that with the sun moving westward, not to mention the princess of Liangguo, no one from Liangguo has come to the station.

Wen Qiao stood on the tall building, looking at the calm street in the distance, his eyebrows twisted, quite puzzled.

Zhao Qingyan walked up to him and asked.

"Do you know anything?"

Wen Qiao shook his head, the woman he saw in the flower field yesterday was just his own subjective assumption after all, although the clothes were not ordinary, what if he was really just a businessman, otherwise he came here, why didn't he come to the post station?

Because no one from Liangguo has come until now, Wen Qiao is a little skeptical that he guessed wrong.