Chapter 603 Encounter
Bai Shanbao bought one, then broke the green dumpling and gave half to Manbao. They each tasted it.
After savoring it, Manbao reluctantly nodded, "It's okay, you can buy some and try it. We haven't eaten Qingtuan this year."
Bai Erlang immediately took one. Qili Village has the custom of eating green rice dumplings during the Qingming Festival. Now it is the Dragon Boat Festival, so it is too late. The mugwort is not very tender at this time and the taste is not as good as that during the Qingming Festival.
But the stall owner’s selection of ingredients was pretty good. Bai Erlang broke off half and handed it to Wei Chen, then took a bite himself.
Wei Chen held the lotus leaf and looked at the half of the green dumpling, wondering whether to eat it or not.
Bai Erlang took a bite and couldn't help but disdain, "It's not as good as yours."
Manbao finished the qingtuan in his hand and said with his chin raised: "Of course, my family's qingtuan is made by my sister-in-law."
The stall owner was unhappy and said, "My craftsmanship is also good, but the mugwort is a bit old now. These are the young mugworts we carefully selected. During the Qingming Festival, the green rice dumplings we made were also very delicious..."
Bai Shanbao paid and insisted, "That's not as good as what we cook at home."
The stall owner was stunned for a moment and then said, "That's right. Everything is better at home."
Qi Jue was so excited by what they said that he also spent money to buy one, and then shared it with his companions. It was the first time for them to eat such a thing, and they thought the taste was very strange.
After the group finished eating the green rice dumplings, they followed the direction of the crowd. Manbao found a small street that specialized in selling flowers, plants, insects and birds, and went in to take a look out of curiosity.
Qi Jue and the others were not interested in this, and neither was Bai Erlang, so he followed the crowd and separated from them.
Bai Shanbao thought that he had to ask Manbao to help him with half of his homework tonight, so he accompanied her in for a walk.
Half of the street is filled with flowers and plants, the most eye-catching of which are peonies and herbaceous peonies.
There are many colors of peonies, but now deep red, silver red and flesh red are considered the best. It is certainly not the first time that Manbao has seen peonies after being in Yizhou City for more than a month.
But every time I see it, I just look at it and can’t afford it…
At this time, seeing large pots of peonies placed in rows on the ground, Manbao squatted down and drooled at the sight.
If Koko could be visualized, it would definitely be squatting in the host's brain and drooling at this moment.
I really... want it so much.
Manbao looked at a pot of deep red peonies in full bloom, his eyes revealing strong admiration.
The stall owner took a look at their clothes and asked with a smile, "Young lady, this is a top-grade peony. Would you like to buy one?"
Manbao asked, "How much?"
"Not expensive, not expensive. It's the Dragon Boat Festival, and to wish our customers good health, I've specially reduced the price to an auspicious number. Only sixteen taels."
Bai Shanbao also squatted beside Manbao and said, "Where are the five cows?"
Manbao, who was still tempted, immediately didn't dare to buy it.
Keke was a little bit itchy. Why was it so considerate to let its host go shopping during the Dragon Boat Festival? Isn't it because there are a lot of good things on the street?
It's a major holiday, shouldn't the host and the system buy some festive gifts?
Manbao looked up at the stall owner, looked at him sincerely and asked, "Boss, do you have any less expensive, unopened peonies? Sell them to me at a discount."
The stall owner was stunned for a moment and then said, "Oh, who doesn't buy the best and most suitable flowers? Who would choose the inferior ones? We dare not take out those flowers."
"That's okay. I don't mind if it's bad."
"But we do mind it," the stall owner said. "If it gets out, it'll ruin our reputation. We're flower farmers, and we make our living from growing flowers. We wouldn't dare do that."
“Are peonies difficult to grow?”
The stall owner smiled and said, "Ordinary peonies are naturally not difficult to grow, but peonies like ours that are rare and beautiful are very difficult to take care of. If you plant a bad pot, the loss will be quite large."
"Where can I buy ordinary peonies?"
The stall owner was distressed, "I don't know about that. We only grow high-quality peonies at home."
Bai Shanbao asked, "Do you sell flower seeds? We'll buy them, no matter if they're ordinary or top-quality."
The stall owner shook his head and smiled, "Our peonies are all transplanted and planted, not from seeds."
Manbao sighed quietly, thanked Bai Shanbao, and went to look at other flowers and plants with him.
Bai Shanbao grumbled in a low voice, "They are so stingy. People in our village wouldn't be like that."
What do you mean by no ordinary flowers and no seeds? It sounds like a lie.
Manbao had experienced this a long time ago and was used to it. People outside seemed to care more about things like seeds and craftsmanship, and would not easily teach or share them with others.
She walked around half the street and was not without gain. With Koko's advice, she bought two pots of flowers that had not been collected before. Then she and Bai Shanbao each held a pot and continued shopping.
They didn't have to worry about not being able to find Bai Erlang and the others. After all, this street was the busiest one right now. No matter which way they walked, they would eventually return to the street. They also agreed to meet at Ganxianglou on the main street at noon.
When the eight people finally arrived at Ganxianglou, everyone had a lot of things in their hands.
Seeing Bai Shan and Zhou Man holding two pots of flowers, Qi Jue couldn't help but teasing them, "Who goes to the flower market on a holiday? It's not Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Flowers are cheaper during the holidays." This was not the first time Manbao had visited the flower market, so he knew the prices of these flowers and plants.
The eight people went upstairs chatting and laughing. The waiter at Ganxianglou took a look at their number and said apologetically that there was no room left.
They could only wait a little, but it was lunchtime and no one knew how long they would have to wait.
A few people were feeling lost when one of them walked up to the second floor stairs and said, "Come up."
The eight people looked up at the same time and saw the person standing on the stairs. Bai Shan and the other two looked confused, while Qi Jue and the other two stiffened their backs and their faces froze.
The young man upstairs left after he finished speaking. Qi Jue and the other two pushed each other and were unwilling to move forward.
Manbao looked at him curiously and asked, "Do you know each other?"
Qi Jue glanced at her and said, "You don't know him? This is Mr. Huang's eldest son, and also a teacher in our academy. His name is Mr. Huang."
"Oh, oh, isn't that our senior brother?" Manbao was very familiar and pulled Bai Shan upstairs. "Let's go, let's go. Maybe the master is upstairs too."
Mr. Zhuang is really up there.
They booked a large private room, and there were quite a few people inside. In addition to Huang Chuan and Lan Cheng, whom they had already met, there was another middle-aged man and the young man from before.
Eight people entered the box, and it instantly became quite crowded. Daji glanced around the box, then leaned against the door obediently, not going forward to disturb anyone.
The waiter knew they were traveling with company, so he quickly and cleverly moved enough stools for them. Although it was a bit crowded, there was still enough space for them to sit at a large table.
Mr. Zhuang smiled and called his three disciples over to him, introducing them to his fellow disciples, "These are the three disciples I accepted..."
The next chapter will be around 9pm
(End of this chapter)
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