The Yan butcher on Chunxi Street has been paying attention to the little girl selling flowers in the shop opposite for a long time.

She looked twelve or thirteen years old, with a simple hanging bun on her head, the crow's hair was pulled up and hung down on the side of her ears, and two red and bright camellias were pinned to the bun.

The flower shop is called Wan Zi Qianhong.

Take the poem 'From thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring'.

Every morning before dawn, the girl opened the door and brought out the pots from the house, including fragrant jasmine, budding begonias, elegant lilies, and nightshades, moonflowers, peonies, and other flowers.

Although the flowers are some ordinary species, but the cultivation is very good, like taking a tonic, each pot of flowers is more vibrant than other flower shops, most of the customers who have bought are repeat customers, so the business in the store has been very good, if you buy more in the store, the little girl will also give an exclusive secret herbal sachet, I heard that this sachet does not look eye-catching, but the effect is very good, especially for insomnia people, it has the effect of helping sleep.

Yan butcher is a native of Peach Blossom Village, his father and mother died of illness in the early years, he became an orphan who grew up eating a hundred family meals, and when he was older, he went to the mountains to hunt and live, and after a few years he saved some money, and rented a shop on Chunxi Street to kill pigs for a living.

He has dark skin, looks tall and big, plus kills all year round, always has a sense of anger on his body, is over twenty years old, and has not married a family, the matchmaker in Peach Blossom Town saw that he was willing to endure hardships and earn money, and ran back and forth several times, thinking that it would become his family, but the butcher Yan looked left and right, but he was not satisfied, which made the nearby matchmaker break his heart, and over time he didn't care much about him.

When the girls still have their youth gone, the men are not spared, and they reject them, and the butcher waits for the lonely old age.

Wan Zi Qianhong opened on Chunxi Street for more than half a year, back and forth there are three girls to see the store, at the beginning is a beautiful woman in her twenties, born of the country color and fragrance, a pair of peach blossom eyes I don't know how many sons fascinated, business was done at that time, but this beautiful woman did not come after two months, I heard that she was pregnant, and planned to go home to give birth.

The second girl who came to see the store was much more ordinary, obviously a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, but her face had a gloom that could not be dispersed all the year round, as if someone owed her money, after she came, she shook people's faces every day, and the business in the store was also a lot darker.

Let's talk about this last girl.

It's only been five days since she came, but the people in the neighborhood are full of praise for her.

She is good-looking, her personality is also pleasing, when she speaks, her mouth is like smeared with fragrant honey, even if she doesn't want to buy flowers, she can also be moved by her to buy potted flowers to take home, and the next day she can come to her happily to chat.

Yan Tuhu stayed in the butcher's shop to observe her whenever he was free, and watched her look at this pot of flowers in the house, looking at that pot of flowers, smiling with crooked eyebrows, and his heart was sweet.

"The peach blossoms bloom in clusters without an owner, and the lovely crimson loves light red." No, the girl began to sell people the newly picked peach blossoms from the mountains again, not only talking about poetry and rhetoric, but also sweet-mouthed, "This is a chrysanthemum peach, like an autumn chrysanthemum, in fact, it is a kind of peach blossom, not only can be placed in a bottle for decoration, but also can be hairpinned on the bun, two or three days will not wither, but it is beautiful." ”

Her slender jade-like fingers took two hairpins and put them on the bun of one of the blue-clothed girls, and then took the bronze mirror for people to see the effect, "Look, your hair bun today is matched with these flowers, and the whole person looks like a flower fairy." ”

The girl looked left and right in the mirror, and finally nodded with satisfaction, "It's pretty good." ”

The smile on the corner of the little girl's mouth deepened, "Then do you want to choose one?" ”

The girl in blue frowned, and said in disbelief: "Can this really not wither for two or three days?"

"Of course!" The little girl said firmly: "If the flowers will wither in less than two days, you will come to me to return the money."

"Okay," the girl in blue clothes relieved her heart, and stretched out her finger to the scarlet peach and purple leaf peach in the corner, "that one will also bring me two, and wrap them for me." ”

"Okay." The little girl neatly wrapped a few peach blossoms for her, and did not forget to give a sachet as a gift, "I want to buy some other flowers in the store next time, you can come and have a look when you are free." ”

The girl in blue nodded her chin and walked away with her things.

The little girl leaned on the flower stand at the door and looked out a few times, looking at the pig killing shop opposite, with some disgust on her face.

I said not to open the flower shop opposite the butcher, but Tao Ning just didn't listen, and I had to use the pig killing shop to set off the nobility of the flower shop, it was really ......

Yan Butcher stood up after cleaning up the scraps, just met the little girl's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, Wen Cha snorted viciously, and entered the flower shop without looking back.

Yan Butcher's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head to separate the meat of his hind legs piece by piece.

Wen Cha returned to the store, and saw that there was a pot of Milan in the corner, which was not good, and a trace of spiritual power flowed from her fingertips, and she quickly caught a pest hidden in the root of the orchid, and used her spiritual power to grind it into nutrients.

Then she made a layer of spiritual blessing for the peach blossoms that were about to bloom, and these flowers could bloom at least until the end of this month, without worrying about quality problems at all.

As for those who did not continue to be blessed with spiritual power, they would be thanked in two or three days.

With that done, she took out a picture book from under the desk and looked at it.

In ancient times, everything was good, the scenery was good, the air was fresh, and the food was pollution-free, but the entertainment projects were too poor, and she had to say that at least the miscellaneous things had to be developed, so that it would not be so boring.

It's a pity that the ancients liked to spend their time on imperial examinations, farm work, clothing, food, housing and transportation, and were not willing to invent more fun.

Here, the biggest pleasure for men is to visit the kiln, and the biggest pleasure for women is to rub rouge.

Wen Cha barely finished reading the domineering prince's delicate concubine in her hand, and after seeing that the prince finally had seven or eight children with the concubine and lived happily together, her eggs hurt even more.

The prince has a big wife, a dozen little wives, and more than thirty children, which is simply a kind of horse.

However, the concubine didn't feel anything wrong at all, she had been a concubine all her life, and the children she gave birth to had no inheritance rights to the palace, and the prince didn't necessarily like her alone, but she still loved the prince deeply and never swerved until death.

Wen Cha tore the painting book in half and threw it into the belly of the table, which was simply ruined.

Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Wen Cha began to clean up the flower stands outside, moved the flowers into the house one by one, and then locked the door and planned to leave.

The butcher on the other side glanced up at her, and in the warm dusk, she was delicate like a little fairy.

Yan Butcher's throat moved, and he wanted to open his mouth to say hello to her.

As if she hadn't seen her, the little girl turned around and walked away without looking back.

Yan Butcher stood there and thought about it, feeling that she didn't mean it.

The little fairy is so cute, how could she deliberately ignore him?

Wen Cha jumped out of Peach Blossom Town, and after a while, he climbed a big mountain behind Peach Blossom Town.

This mountain is called Peach Blossom Mountain, it is a very old mountain, the grass and trees on the mountain are vigorous, the grass is green, and all kinds of flowers are blooming one after another, and it is very famous in Peach Blossom Town.