The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Grandpa Tang has a particular fondness for camellias, but these flowers grow in the south. If you want to grow them in the north, you can only do so in a greenhouse, and they are not easy to keep alive.

Grandpa Tang grows camellias at home, and it's good if two or three out of ten plants survive. And those that survive are the most common varieties. He has tried countless times to grow precious varieties such as Eighteen Scholars, Scarlet Claw Hibiscus, Mandarin Duck Phoenix Crown, and Big Purple Robe, but he has never succeeded.

The camellias in Chen Zhi's house were originally planted in a greenhouse. After the homeowner was investigated, the greenhouse was hastily dismantled, but the flowers were left unattended and were on the verge of death, with most of their roots withered and yellow. It's hard to believe that anyone else could have saved them.

Chen Zhi didn't know anything about the "big purple robe" camellia; she only knew it was a camellia, but she wasn't familiar with its finer classifications. She saw Old Master Tang bent over, his eyes practically glued to the flowers, and was surprised; she realized that some people really loved flowers that much.

"I'm sorry to have made Comrade Chen Zhi laugh at me." Tang Chenfeng said with a helpless expression.

Chen Zhi shook her head. Everyone has their favorite things.

"Mr. Tang, please come in."

Xi Lang had already brewed tea at the coffee table and gestured for Tang Chenfeng to proceed.

Tang Chenfeng had met Xi Lang in the ancient tomb, but it was only a brief encounter. His first impression of Xi Lang was that he was powerful, dangerous, and unapproachable. Now, seeing him sitting and making tea, he still appeared indifferent and aloof, but his aura was no longer as intimidating.

"Hello, Mr. Xi." Tang Chenfeng sat down opposite Xi Lang.

Xi Lang nodded slightly. "Mr. Tang, you've taken the time out of your busy schedule to patronize our humble shop. Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

"It's not that busy," Tang Chenfeng smiled. He had heard that Chen Zhi was going to open a shop here, so he had been keeping an eye on the opening date. Since returning from the ancient tomb, he had been trying to befriend the two of them, but hadn't had the chance. Now that the shop was opening, of course he had brought his old man along eagerly.

I initially thought it was just an ordinary plant shop, but now it seems this shop is quite something; this trip was definitely worthwhile.

"Chen Zhi, did you plant all these flowers?" Jiang Youzheng asked, squatting in front of a white peony without looking up.

Chen Zhi nodded, "I planted them."

"You've planted them really well," Jiang You sighed. "The peonies in Beijing haven't even bloomed yet; yours are blooming way too early."

"This flower is bigger than my palm!" Feng Ruyu held up her palm to compare with the flower, and exclaimed in surprise, "I've never seen such a big flower before."

Old Fan, standing to the side, looked at Feng Ruyu, raised an eyebrow at the flower, and said, "Is this the Er Qiao? It's also called Luoyang Brocade. A single flower has two colors: purplish-red and pinkish-white."

"Yes, these are the two Qiaos. The one next to them is Snow Reflecting Peach Blossoms, that's Wei Zi." Jiang You likes peonies; the flower is rich and noble, and just looking at it makes him feel good.

"Oh my, there's a Yao Huang here!" Old Fan exclaimed, quickly walking towards a pale yellow flower in the corner, with a full shape and a fragrant scent.

Upon entering, the guests became interested upon hearing the name Yao Huang and turned to look at Master Fan.

"Yao Huang? Where is Yao Huang?"

"Yao Huang is the king of flowers. The last time I saw her was five or six years ago."

"It really is a Yao Huang peony! Mr. Chen, how much is this Yao Huang peony?"

"Old Zhao, shut up. I saw it first." Old Fan was displeased, his face stern. "These are my flowers."

"I think Wei Zi is also good. Yao Huang is the king of flowers, and Wei Zi is the queen of flowers. Old Zhao, you want the queen of flowers."

"Wei Zi is good, but when you put the two together, Huang Yao is more elegant and refined, and Yao Huang has a fragrant aroma, which Wei Zi can't compare to."

"I think the Wei Zi color is better, and it has more and fuller flowers. I'll take this Wei Zi."

"I want snow reflecting peach blossoms."

"Then I want the two Qiaos."

"Boss Chen, do you have any green bean curd? I want some."

"What is 'pea green'?" Chen Zhi asked Xi Lang.

"Doulu is yellowish-green, a pure green peony variety, extremely rare," Xi Lang explained. "We don't have any at home, but you can try to grow one."

There's green too?

Chen Zhi had never seen a green flower before.

"There are not only green ones, but also black ones, and even flowers with multiple colors on one flower." Xi Lang paused for a moment, "You can try to see if you can grow green and black ones."

Chen Zhi shook her head, "I've never seen it, I can't imagine it."

Xi Lang: "Next time I'll find you some books on this topic, so you can see how others cultivate them."

Chen Zhi: "..."

Why is it reading again?

"Look, teach me after you've finished reading." We can't always ask her to read books; she needs to learn formations and talismans, and she also needs to practice writing, so she can't find the time.

Xi Lang readily agreed, "Sure, I'll learn first, then I'll teach you."

Xi Lang never rejects learning new things or experiencing new things; he sees it as a form of self-cultivation.

"New varieties are not so easy to cultivate." Tang Chenfeng was not trying to discourage Xi Lang and Chen Zhi. "As far as I know, many florists spend their entire lives without being able to cultivate a new variety."

Xi Lang: "I know. Let's give it a try, but we won't force it."

"I'll take this big purple robe," said Old Master Tang.

Xi Lang smiled. "There are eighteen scholars in my family, would you like some?"

Grandpa Tang's eyes widened in shock. Tang Chenfeng covered his face; his father was so embarrassed.

Chen Zhi looked at Xi Lang in surprise. Didn't he say that the eighteen scholars weren't in a hurry to sell?

Xi Lang winked at Chen Zhi and whispered, "It's rare to meet someone who likes camellias so much. Of course, good flowers should be sold to people who understand and love flowers."

Most importantly, the Tang family father and son are rich and generous.

Besides, the eighteen scholars had two trees; selling one would make them famous, killing two birds with one stone.

"Young friend Xi Lang is right. I am the one who understands camellias. Boss Chen, you can rest assured to entrust your eighteen scholars to me." Old Master Tang said with a smile. "By the way, I'll also take that purple robe."

Chen Zhi: "The Eighteen Scholars are at home. You can come to the shop to pick them up tomorrow."

Grandpa Tang agreed quickly, "Okay, I'll come again tomorrow."

Besides peonies, orchids are the most popular. Today, we are selling common orchid varieties, such as Cymbidium goeringii, Cymbidium ensifolium, Phalaenopsis orchids, and Clivia miniata.

Although these orchids are common, they are exceptionally well-grown. In Beijing, orchids that grow so well are rare. Orchid lovers would grit their teeth and buy one or two pots.

Especially for shops on this street, having one or two potted plants in the shop can really brighten things up.

As for some precious orchid varieties, there is no sign of them blooming yet, so Chen Zhi did not bring them out.

In addition, the roses are selling well; several potted roses are displayed outside the door. These rose plants are very large, the tallest reaching two meters in height, even after pruning. The rose blossoms are beautiful gold, yellow, red, and pink, blooming profusely and creating a lively and vibrant atmosphere.

In Jiang You's words, he saw spring in front of Chen Zhi's shop.

Jiang You immediately took a liking to the rose bush with its golden blossoms.

Chen Zhi: "It's for you."

Jiang You accepted it with a smile.

Chen Zhi: "Good things come in pairs, pick another one."

Jiang Youchao gave Chen Zhi a thumbs up, "Boss Chen is very generous. Then I'll have another pot of pink peonies."

"Okay, go pick one yourself." Chen Zhi said, looking at Feng Ruyu. Seeing the envy in his eyes, she smiled and said, "I'll give you two pots too."

"Me too?" Feng Ruyu was flattered. "I only need one pot of rabbit ear orchid. I can't take care of more than that."

Chen Zhi naturally had no objection, "Whatever you say."

Ye Fengrong and Si Xuan arrived at noon. They reported to the newspaper office yesterday, and they had to work as usual today, so they only had time at noon.

By this time, Chen Zhi had already sold more than half of the flowers in her shop, and the more expensive ones had all been bought. Before opening, Chen Zhi was worried that the expensive flowers wouldn't sell, but it turned out that the more expensive the flowers, the more fiercely people fought over them.

Now all that's left in the store are common varieties. Apart from looking good and having a more fragrant aroma, there's nothing particularly special about them.

When Ye Fengrong and Si Xuan arrived, there were no customers in the shop; Chen Zhi and Xi Lang were eating. The food was prepared by Xi Lang in the morning and stored in his Qiankun sleeve; it was still steaming hot when he took it out.

Three dishes and a soup, paired with two bowls of white rice, were just the right amount for the two of them.

Ye Fengrong and Si Xuan entered, and Chen Zhi, without even looking up, said, "Welcome."

"It's us," Si Xuan said with a smile, fine lines appearing at the corners of her eyes.

Chen Zhi then looked up at the door and stood up the next second. Seeing her stand up, Xi Lang's eyes flashed with displeasure, and he also stood up.

"Have your uncle and aunt eaten yet?" Chen Zhi asked.

Ye Fengrong shook his head, "We came over as soon as we got off work."

"Then please sit down with your aunt. I'll have Ah Lang go get two more dishes." Chen Zhi pulled out chairs for the two of them.

Xi Lang nodded, "I'll go now."

A small restaurant opened at the end of the street, selling home-style stir-fries, and business was good.

Xi Lang ordered a plate of sweet and sour pork, a plate of stir-fried bean sprouts, and a plate of minced pork and eggplant.

"Mr. Xi, haven't you eaten either? Would you like to sit down and join us if you don't mind?" someone greeted Xi Lang.

Xi Lang shook his head, "We have relatives visiting the shop today, let's do it next time, I'll treat next time."

Xi Lang remembers that this person bought a few potted plants at the store today.

When the man heard that Xi Lang wanted to treat him to dinner, he chuckled and said, "Sure, I'll be waiting."

The other people in the shop cast envious glances at that man. "Mr. Xi, you can't be biased. You've invited Brother Ding, you can't leave us out."

Xi Lang agreed, "Yes, please."

These are all people who own shops or work on this street, and Xi Lang doesn't mind spending some time and money to maintain good neighborly relations.

After Xi Lang brought back the food, the four of them ate lunch quietly.

Ye Fengrong took out a box from the bag, inside which was a jade toad. "To celebrate the opening of your new store."

Chen Zhi looked at Xi Lang. She didn't know anything about jade and didn't know its value.

Xi Lang said calmly, "Uncle has gone to great lengths."

Chen Zhi understood; it seemed this toad was quite valuable.

Ye Fengrong stood up. "Let's go see your flowers."

Chen Zhi stayed by their side, saying, "What kind of flowers do you and your aunt like? If you grow any that look pretty, I'll save them for you."

"Your uncle likes orchids, and I like roses." Si Xuan said with surprise when she saw the camellias in full bloom. "These camellias are growing very well."

Camellias as big as bowls hang from green branches, which is very eye-catching.

However, camellias are also called "headless flowers," which made Si Xuan somewhat wary.

"There were several pots of roses this morning, but they've all been sold. There are still a few at home; I'll have Alang bring one over to you when I get back tonight." Chen Zhi paused, then added, "And some orchids; I'll have Alang pick one out for Uncle."

Ye Fengrong initially wanted to refuse, but then he remembered that his nephew had personally picked out the flowers for him, and he felt a sense of anticipation, so he agreed.

"Come over together tonight, have dinner at your uncle's house, and then go back."