Chapter 152 Xue Xiang Shirui

"Oc's it, it's okay. If the men want to drink, let them go." Huanying comforted Fu An'an. Let's go. It's time for us to go to General Lu's mansion.

Lufu is located on a street to the west of the most prosperous area of Weijun City, close to the largest market in Aojun City, so it is very convenient to buy at ordinary times.

Huanling took the shortcut and passed through the market under the leadership of Xiaoci. Because at noon, the market was very noisy and crowded, and the three of them were walking, and a hawker with a burden shouted past them.

In order to avoid concession, Huanying accidentally hooked his skirt and robe. Huanying looked back and saw that there were many baskets on his side. The broken bamboo leaves of the basket hooked the hem of the skirt. Huanying shouted. Xiaoci and Fu Anan hurried to help. After pulling out the bamboo leaves, Huanying said sadly, "Okay, the new clothes just worn are hooked. There was a hole. If I had known it, I wouldn't have gone out on the street in a skirt.

"I'm sorry, it's all the villain's fault," a man ran over in a hurry with an oil cake in his hand, looking like the owner of the basket. It's all because the street is too crowded, and there are a lot of flowers for the villain, so it's piled up. Unexpectedly, as soon as the villain bought an oil cake to satisfy his hunger, these broken baskets hooked his wife's clothes. The villain is here to compensate his wife. The man bowed repeatedly as he explained. The clothes on the lady are extremely luxurious. The villain is a small business. Even if you buy flowers for a year, you can't afford your wife's clothes. Please forgive the villain. The man is very frightened and said, "Why don't you give your wife a few pots of flowers and apologize."

"Who cares about your broken flowers?" Xiaoci shouted, "Why don't you move the basket? Who will you hook up later?"

"Yes, yes, the villain will move." The man bit the oil cakes in his mouth, and then pushed the baskets to the inside of the street. Finally, he opened the cardboard covered with the basket, picked up two pots of flowers from the basket, held them in his arms, came to Huan Ying's side, took down the oil cakes in his hand and said, "Although the little man's flowers are not worth much, they are unique in Weijun City. Second, it's winter. I'm afraid that even the palace can't find such beautiful flowers in the hands of a villain? Take it back and put it on the window sill as a decoration. Can you also please and be in a good mood?

At a glance, the two small potted flowers in the man's hand, a pot of pink and a pot of snow green, a string of flowers turned into a flower against the trend, half open and half closed, beautiful in an in an eye. He not only asked, "What kind of flower are you and where did you get it?"

The man replied, "In Mrs. Hui's words, the little man's flower name is Xue Xiangrui, and they are all planted by the little man himself."

"Oh, Xue Xiangrui," Huanxuan said word by word, "So, your flowers are quite fragrant?"

"Yes," the Chinese character grinned and smiled flatteringly, and gathered the two pots of flowers in front of them. "If you don't believe it, you can smell it. This flower can't be fragrant, and its fragrance will last forever. If you put it at home, you don't need to smoke it."

"And it's another Wang woman who sells melons and boasts. Xiaoci said disdainfully, "It's strange that I go to this market every day. Why haven't I seen you before?"

"The girl's words," the man said, "In fact, this Xue Xiangrui is also a new variety cultivated by the villain this year, and it has just bloomed. The villain took it to the market for trial sale today, but the villain's home is far away from Weijun City. I got up a little late today, so I just set up the stall, and it hasn't opened yet. Let's send these two pots of flowers to the girl. If the girls think it's good, if they want to patronize the business of the villain next time, the villain can also give them more discounts.

"You have said everything. Xiao Ci said, "What you just said was that you didn't have money to pay for your wife's clothes. Send us two pots of flowers to apologize. Why did it suddenly become a flower to sell yours?"

"Ok, Xiaoci, don't care about him. He looked at the man and said, "Are all your flowers in the basket? Open it and let me have a look."

"No problem" The man smiled, put the two pots of flowers aside for the time being, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Madam, please here," the cardboard covering the basket was uncovered one by one. When I looked into these baskets, I found that they were all the same variety. However, they opened many colors such as bright yellow, white, orange red, pink, snow blue, purple red, big red and so on. I couldn't help but say, "It's so beautiful. You're so happy. On that day, they are needed to decorate with the icing on the cake.

Suddenly, Xiaoci pinched and said, "These flowers are really beautiful, but it's a pity that this flower seller is really not very good."

"It's enough for the flowers to look good. What we want is his flowers, not his people," Huanxuan advised. He turned back and asked the man, "Do you still have a lot of this kind of Xue Xiangrui at home?"

"A lot, a lot, a lot of little people have grown a lot. How many pots does the lady want? The man said more and more attentively when he saw that there seemed to be a big business.

Fu An'an, who had not been silent, quietly said, "Sister Junshuai, I don't know how long this flower will last. Do you buy so much money for him in one breath?"

After thinking about it, he asked the man, "How long will this flower last? Don't thank it as soon as you buy it back."

"Oh, how can it be," the man hurriedly explained, "The flowering period of Xue Xiangrui is long, and it blooms one after another. The colder the weather is, the more vigorous it is. That's why it is called Xue Xiangrui, which has the meaning of auspicious snow and a bumper harvest. As long as it is watered every two or three days, it can bloom for the whole winter. "

"Oh" Huanling thought, if it is really like what the man said, if you can drive all winter, you can also plant some in the Wei Palace. Then he nodded to the man and said, "I can buy you a lot, but I have to see your Huatian saying with my own eyes. I can't let you talk nonsense and brag about yourself. In case this is just a trafficked by you, and my deposit is nowhere to be found, and I will chase you there.

"Hehe, this is easy to do. It's up to your wife alone. The man continued to laugh and said, "It's just that the little family is far away. I don't know if it's convenient for you."

Huanxuan followed the flower farmer with a deep and shallow foot in the mountains on the outskirts of Aojun City. She even doubted whether she was crazy. She was indeed crazy. Since the return of Youliangguan, or since the return of Beirong, she seemed to be more eager to return to a normal life. When she came to Zhuo Ruitong and mentioned Yuan Can, she thought that it was not Yuan Can's life and death, and for a moment, the Anzhi Palace The shadow floated through her mind. At least in the Anzhi Palace, she looked forward to the future of herself and Yuancan, and never thought that today, whether she and Yuancan were alive or dead, it was impossible for her to walk together on the same road. Everything in the palace had made her hate, except for the Anzhi Palace, in the days when she lived. In it, the Lanzhi Palace always seems to be full of flowers, and the flowers are always pleasant and refreshing. Even if Yuan Can can't come to see her, she can still enjoy flowers and read poems and enjoy herself. Perhaps the more the life is gone, the more it will be missed from time to time. How could she let Xiaoci help her take care of Fu An'an for the time being, and she had to follow this man and go to his house to see the flower fields.

"Madam, are you tired? The road in the countryside is not easy to walk," the man carried the flower burden in front of him and stopped to ask from time to time.

Huanying finally said impatiently, "What is this road? Just lead the way forward. Don't worry, I'll follow."

So for the rest of the time, the two of them rushed to the road one after the other. After walking for nearly an hour and a half, the man suddenly heard it and pointed to the front and said excitedly, "Madam, do you see that the colorful clouds are like my flower field."

At a glance, as expected, as the man said, he planted a large piece of snow fragrance. You are managing such a large flower field by yourself," Huanxuan couldn't help but admire the man.

"Not really. The man hesitated for a moment and said, "I hired a helper. The two of us will take care of it together."

"I can't see that you can still hire a helper. Didn't you say that you are a small business," Huan Yu said sarcastically.

"Alas, it's really a small business. One pot of flowers can't sell two coppers. It also needs to include the money of seeds and fertilizer. In short, it's barely enough to fill his stomach." The man was probably afraid that Huanying would compensate him for his clothes, so he kept crying.

Huanxuan was too lazy to answer him and urged, "Ok, okay, let's go. After watching your flower field, I have to rush back to Weijun City."

"Yes, yes, madam, please be careful of your feet." After a while, the two of them came to the man's flower field.

Walking on the trench of the field, the snow fragrance exudes a strong fragrance. The breeze is passing by the Buddha, and the flowers are swaying. When the eyes are full of early winter flute, the man feels as if he is in the purple and red spring day. Huanying takes a deep breath of new fragrance in the air, but it seems to have returned to the Anzhi Palace, happily. When he left, when he was pleasing to the eyes, he suddenly found a strange and ugly face suddenly appeared in the flowers, looking at himself calmly. Huanxuan was so scared that he almost lost his voice and screamed.

"Who are you?" Huanxuan habitually reached out and touched his waist, but found that he was wearing a group robe today. He did not wear a sword at all, and cold sweat oozed behind his back.

The man who had already walked over heard Huanxuan's cry and quickly put down the burden on his shoulder and ran over. Madam didn't... It's okay. He was my helper and said to the ugly face, "Oh, Huo Shan, go there for a favor. Don't be haunted here. Be careful to scare your lady."

"What, he is your helper," Huan Ying was shocked. At this time, he still had palpitations. What a terrible and ugly face, like a serious burn, a large red scar, like a pimple like the back of a toad, which makes people's hair numb at a glance, and Huan Ying boasting is also a life-and-death struggle. But she was really shocked by that face just now.

The man named Huo Shan lowered his head in an instant, picked up a basket beside him, put it on his back, turned around and walked far away.

"How can you invite such a person? Aren't you afraid?" Huanxuan complained to the man.

"Alas, I was a little scared at first, but I got used to it after a long time," the man explained, "Madam, don't care. He just looks terrible, but in fact, he is very good. I and my wife, let's tell you the truth. He also handed over the snow fragrance in front of me. He said that his family was in trouble and he was burned. He broke his face, burned his throat, and wandered around to beg for food before he came to me. He also said that he likes to grow flowers and plants. As long as I take care of his three meals a day, he will stay to help me without a penny. The most important thing is that my flower shop is far away from the city, and few people usually find my place, so that people don't take it. He looked at him as a monster, and I looked at him pitifully, and I was really a helper here, that's why I left him," the man explained helplessly. Madam, just look at the flowers. Don't take him to heart.