"Don't you young people love holidays the most?"
"Rose prices are ridiculously high during holidays, but you guys still love to buy them."
"In addition, orchids can also be grown."
"There are many varieties and colors of orchids. We Chinese people have always regarded orchids as a symbol of nobility and elegance."
"Back then, around May 1985, orchids were ranked as the fourth of China's ten most famous flowers."
"Some top-quality orchids cultivated by professionals have been auctioned off for astronomical prices."
"But by the same token, the more this is the case, the more meticulously those flowers need to be managed."
"..."
When Lin's mother talked about flowers, she spoke with great expertise.
As she spoke, she was even shocked by her own words.
Huh? Could it be that understanding flowers is my talent?
Just like how An'an's father suddenly awakened his talent for bamboo weaving.
Did I suddenly awaken a talent for gardening?
Lin's mother pondered to herself.
Otherwise, it's because she often reads the books An'an bought for her that she has accumulated so much knowledge in her mind.
Yes, that must be it.
"Mom, you're absolutely right."
"However, there is only one acre of land left available, so I'm afraid we can't plant that many varieties."
"After I harvest my vegetables, I can set aside a few acres for you to grow flowers," Lin Anshu said.
"That's true. Then let's just plant chrysanthemums and roses."
"Once the flowers are ripe, make them into flower tea and sell it in your online store," Lin's mother suggested after careful consideration.
"Okay, then I'll do as you say and plant chrysanthemums and roses."
"But Mom, I'll need your help with planting these flowers," Lin Anshu said with a smile.
"Hmm, sure, sure."
The two were chatting when Lin's mother's phone rang.
She took it out, glanced at it, and said, "It's your dad."
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