Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 602

  Bai Shanbao bought one, and then he broke the youth group, divided half of the full treasure, and the two tasted each.

After reminiscing, Man Bao reluctantly nodded, "It's okay, you can buy it and taste it. We haven't eaten Qingtuan this year."

  Bai Erlang immediately took one. Qili Village has the custom of eating youth groups during the Qingming Festival. It is now the Dragon Boat Festival. It is supposed to be late. The wormwood at this time is not too tender and tastes not as good as Qingming’s.

  But the stall owner’s selection of ingredients was not bad. Bai Erlang broke half of it and handed it to Wei Chen, and then took a bite by himself.

  Weichen held the lotus leaf, watching the half of the youth group eat it, nor does it not eat it.

  Baijiro took a bite and couldn't help but dislike it, "It's not as delicious as yours."

  Man Bao ate the Qing Tuan in his hands clean, and raised his chin and said, "Of course, my sister-in-law made it."

The stall owner became unhappy and said: "My craftsmanship is also good, but now Ai is a bit old. These are the nun Ai we carefully selected. During Qingming, the youth group we made was also delicious... …"

  Bai Shanbao paid the money and insisted: "That's not as delicious as our home made."

  The stall owner was taken aback for a moment and said, “That’s not wrong, all these things are naturally good at home.”

  Qi Jue was so upset by them that he bought one with money and shared it with his companions. It was the first time they ate something like this and found it to taste strange.

  The group of people finished eating the Youth League, and then followed the direction of the crowd. Man Bao found a small street specializing in flowers, insects, and birds, and went in and took a look curiously.

  Qi Jue and the others were not interested in this, and Bai Erlang was not interested, so they followed the crowd and separated from them.

  Bai Shanbao thought that he would ask Manbao to write half of his homework tonight, so he accompanied her to go shopping.

  Half street sells flowers and plants, among which peonies and peony are the most eye-catching.

   There are many peony flowers, but now they are top grade in deep red, silver red and flesh red. After coming to Yizhou City for more than a month, Man Bao is certainly not the first time he has seen peony.

  But every time I see, I just take a look, I can’t afford it...

  At this time, when he saw big pots of peony flowers arranged in several rows on the ground, Man Bao also squatted down, watching drooling.

  If Keke can be concrete, it must be drooling in the host's mind at this time.

  I really...want it.

  Man Bao looked at a pot of deep red peony in full bloom, and his eyes showed strong appreciation.

  The stall owner glanced at their clothes and asked with a smile: "Little lady, this is a top-grade peony. Do you want to buy a pot?"

  Man Bao asked, "How much is it?"

  "It's not expensive, it's not expensive. The Dragon Boat Festival celebrates the well-being of the customers, so I deliberately took the auspicious number for a cheap price, only 16 taels."

  Bai Shanbao also squatted beside Man Bao and said, "Five cows."

  Man Bao, who was still interested, immediately didn't dare to buy it.

  Keike has some itchy teeth, why is it so caring to let the host out to go shopping for the Dragon Boat Festival? Isn't it because there are so many good things on the street?

  For the big holiday, shouldn’t you buy something for the host and its system?

  Man Bao raised his head and looked at the stall owner, looking at him sincerely and asking: "Boss, do you have any worse, unopened peonies? Sell me cheaper."

  The stall owner was taken aback for a moment and then said: "Oh, whoever buys flowers is not the best and most likable? How can anyone buy the flowers? We dare not take out those flowers."

   "It's okay, I don't mind it's bad."

   "But we mind," the stall owner said: "It will ruin the reputation if it is spread out. We are flower farmers, so we just point to planting flowers for dinner, but we don't dare to do that."

  "Is it difficult to grow peony flowers?"

  The stall owner laughed and said, “Ordinary peonies are naturally not difficult to grow, but the rare peony flowers like ours are hard to serve. If the pot is broken, the loss will be a lot.”

  "Where can I buy the ordinary peonies?"

  The stall owner was distressed, "I don’t know, our family only grows the finest peonies."

  Bai Shanbao asked, “Can your family sell flower seeds? We will buy both the ordinary ones or the best ones.”

The stall owner shook his head and smiled: "Our peonies are transplanted, and there are no seeds."

  Man Bao sighed faintly, and after thanking him, he went to see other flowers and plants with Bai Shanbao.

  Bai Shanbao complained in a low voice: “They are really stingy enough. People in our village are not like that.”

  If there are no ordinary flowers, no seeds, it is a lie.

  Manbao has already experienced it and is used to it. People outside seem to care more about things like seeds and crafts, and will not easily teach them or share them with others.

  She went shopping for half a street, and it was not without gain. Under the guidance of Keke, she bought two pots of confiscated flowers, and then she and Bai Shanbao held them together and continued to go shopping.

  They also don’t worry about finding Bai Erlang and others. Anyway, the most lively street is this street. No matter how you walk, they will eventually return to the street. They also arranged to meet at the Ganxianglou on the main street at noon.

When    and other eight people finally arrived at Ganxianglou, they all had a lot of things in their hands.

  Qi Jue saw that Bai Shan and Zhou Man were holding two potted flowers in their hands, and couldn't help but teased: "Whoever goes to the flower market for the festive season, it's not Mid-Autumn Festival."

  "Flowers are cheap during the holidays." Man Bao is not only the first time visiting the flower market, and he knows the prices of these flowers.

  Eight people went upstairs talking and laughing. The guy in Gan Xianglou looked at their number and expressed apologetically that there was no place.

  They can only wait for a while, but this is the time for lunch, and no one knows when to wait.

  A few people are losing, one of them walked up to the stairs on the second floor and said: "You come up."

  The eight people all looked up and saw the person standing on the stairs. The three people of Bai Shan looked blank, but the three people of Qi Jue stiffened their backs and their entire faces froze.

  The young man upstairs finished speaking and left. Qi Jue, the three of you, pushed me, but I did not want to step forward.

  Man Bao looked curiously, and asked: "Do you know each other?"

  Qi Jue glanced at her and said, "Don't you know? This is Mr. Huang's eldest son, and also the gentleman of our college, called Mr. Xiao Huang."

   "Oh, oh, isn't that our brother?" Man Bao was very familiar, and he simply pulled Bai Shan upstairs, "Go, go, maybe the gentleman is also on it."

  Mr. Zhuang is really on it.

  They booked a big box, and there were a lot of people in it. In addition to Huang Chuan and Lan Cheng who they had already met, there was another middle-aged person, as well as the young man just now.

   There were eight people in the box, and it was crowded in an instant. Da Ji glanced at the box and leaned against the door very obediently, not stepping forward to disturb.

  The guy knew they had company, so he quickly moved them enough stools. Although it was a bit crowded, a big table could still be seated.

  Mr. Zhuang smiled and recruited his three disciples, and introduced him to his brothers, "These are the three disciples I have accepted..."

  　 The next chapter is around nine o'clock in the evening

  (End of this chapter)