Chapter 29 Chapter 29 I hope it’s not something strange…
I hope it's not something weird. It absolutely must not be anything weird! It'd better look normal! The director prayed repeatedly in his heart, closing his eyes tightly, almost not daring to open them.
He searched urgently in his mind, trying to find a fresh, beautiful and normal flower that he had seen before, but suddenly realized that he had never seen such a thing.
The only thing he could think of, and the first thing that came to his mind, was a page he saw in the Holy Scripture when he went to the temple many years ago.
At that time, there was no one else in the tall temple. There were only empty chairs, empty platforms, empty tables, and the distorted and strange sunlight falling from above, like the gaze of a tall one-eyed monster thrusting through the glass.
The sunlight was mottled, shapeless, and mixed in color. It fell on the table like a pool of fetal pulp mixed with an overturned paint tray. It was probably very disgusting.
Although sunlight has no smell, its color is enough for the brain to fill in other details, including the non-existent smell.
He held his breath, sweat oozing from his forehead. He was clearly doing something honorable and taking something honorable, but it was like ringing someone else's clock in the middle of the night. He took out the Bible from the table and opened a page at random. It was a very white page, as if it had hardly been turned over by anyone, with a scribbled, random pattern drawn on it.
But anyone can see that it is a flower.
With just a few strokes, the flower captures both its form and spirit. It's just not colored, but that doesn't matter. It's really a very beautiful, normal flower, just like what many people have imagined flowers to look like.
Flowers can neither fill your stomach nor be worn, are not cheap, do not last long, and are easy to mutate. To most people, they are useless waste.
In the eyes of people who hate flowers, flowers can even be classified as toxic and harmful garbage that needs to be recycled immediately.
Especially when a poor person lives among a group of poor people, he will usually get angry when one of them sees expensive and difficult-to-preserve flowers.
After all, for poor people, flowers are toys for the rich. If a poor person holds them, it is a sign of bankruptcy.
No one likes to be poor, especially when you are poor yourself. You will be particularly sensitive to money, so you will not be happy when you see flowers, you will only be angry.
As a result, flowers, which were already scarce, almost disappeared among the poor.
The director couldn't remember whether that was the first time he had seen such a normal and beautiful flower, even if it was just on a page of paper, but he could guarantee from the bottom of his heart that the shock and reverence he felt when he saw the flower were absolutely real.
He later asked the temple priest about the flower.
The priest looked at the opened holy book. The paper was still almost pale from that night, as if no one had ever touched it, as if avoiding a taboo. After listening to his question, his expression was complicated, and after a long while he said, "This is a non-existent flower. It was first proposed by Bai Tianming.
The priest who followed Bai Tianming learned about this flower and wanted to grow it and give it to Bai Tianming, but Bai Tianming disappeared before that. He might have died, or he might have gone to an unknown place. In any case, the flower was never given to him.
At this point, the priest was silent for a long time, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about how to be tactful. After a while, he gave up the idea and continued in a seemingly unchanging, but actually turbulent tone, "Later, the priest became discouraged and no longer paid attention to the flowers he had forcibly planted.
Unexpectedly, the flower seeds had a strong ability to survive and spread out, covering the ground. In order to avoid affecting the residents, the priest removed all the flowers.
However, some people secretly kept the flowers, intending to sell them at a high price, and cultivated extremely ferocious and terrifying varieties, which almost killed them.
The priest recorded the method of growing that flower in the scriptures.
Unfortunately, after the method was made public, this kind of spending disappeared.
Over time, almost no one knew about it.”
"Since it has been planted, how can it be considered non-existent?" The director at the time asked the priest who answered him with confusion.
The priest smiled, as if laughing at his own naiveté. "This is a flower hand-painted by the priest who followed Bai Tianming. This kind of flower doesn't exist. The one that was planted is a different kind. The flower on paper only looks like the real flower."
The priest paused, his smile subsiding. A trace of mourning nostalgia crossed his long, thin face. He spoke in a low voice, "Just like the disappeared Bai Tianming and the other people with that name. They only share the same name, but they are not the same person."
The director and the priest were silent.
The matter just passed like that.
When the director thought of this, he felt that he might have been on the verge of life and death too much recently, and he had begun to recall the past frequently. But after all, he was not dead yet, and he could not ignore the present. He mustered up his courage, opened his eyes, and looked at the flower field not far in front of him.
Everyone gasped and was shocked.
They had imagined the scene of themselves coming here and seeing the flowers, but no matter what, they could not imagine what it would be like now, because in their imagination, flowers were always hideous and ugly, abnormal due to mutation, full of aggressiveness and provocative intentions, and there was nothing lovely or beautiful about them.
However, everything before their eyes was completely different from what they had imagined.
Towering trees stood beside it, their lush branches and leaves casting shadows. Although the ground was uneven and had some tiny cracks, it did not affect the overall beauty.
In the square land, the soft soil is moist and fertile with a dark red color. The straight branches, green leaves, and beautiful and grand flowers sway gently in the wind, bringing out a rich fragrance of flowers that is intoxicating.
Farther away is a path with huge cracks, which looks like it is no longer passable. However, it is precisely because of these terrible cracks that it proves how amazing it is that this flower field can be preserved intact.
Smelling the rich fragrance of flowers and feeling the sweetness in the aroma, the director took a deep breath and wished he could dig out his throat and shake it into a big cloth bag to put all the flowers here and take them away, but it was just a thought.
Because it was obvious to the naked eye that these flowers were so beautiful, fresh, and fragrant, they must be very expensive. He probably couldn't afford the price of such a large field of flowers by himself.
So I can only sigh in despair.
"How much are these?" The director thought for a moment, but couldn't resist asking Bai Tianming tentatively. He really wanted these flowers, but he also felt he couldn't afford them.
He asked this question in the hope that the other party would offer a very high price so that he would give up the idea of buying these flowers, but Bai Tianming did not notice it.
Bai Tianming checked the newly opened flowers and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with them. He looked up and replied, "It's not expensive, just pay the market price." Although he didn't know what the market price was, there were so many people around, so there must be someone who knew.
Anyway, these flowers are the first batch sold, so it doesn’t matter if we suffer a loss. If someone comes to buy them in the future, we can gradually raise the price, which is not too much.
Besides, he grows flowers to avoid being bored, and bargaining with others should be quite interesting.
The director's eyes widened, he couldn't tell how many times he had done this today, he was so surprised that he almost couldn't breathe, as if his heart was beating too fast. He quickly took out some medicine from his pocket, swallowed two tablets, and then he calmed down.
He calmed down and felt that his desire for the flowers was even stronger, stronger than before he asked the question, but maybe he shouldn't have asked.
He frowned when he thought about it. If these flowers were really cheap and he missed it, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life. Might as well ask now! He should ask!
The director's brow gradually relaxed.
The people around were obviously also very interested in those flowers, but their reasons for being interested were different.
Some people think that the flowers are so beautiful that it is worth spending a lot of money.
Some people think it looks delicious and that even if they just wash it with water and eat it directly, it will definitely taste good and they won’t miss out.
Some people think that those flowers are worth studying. If they pay money to buy them and take them home to study them carefully, they will not have made a wasted trip to find out how they can grow so beautifully.
People looked at the director with eager eyes and asked, "Can we go in and choose? Can we really buy it? Although we don't have much money, we can still afford to buy a flower each. Maybe this will be the only time in our lives that we can buy such a flower. Maybe this will be the only time we can choose freely!"
The director knew why they asked him, because they did not come here to buy flowers, although they could indeed buy them, after all, paying for the flowers was not excessive in any way, but these flowers were grown by a complete stranger after all. If they bought the flowers and took them home, their lives might be in danger, so they had to get his consent.
He himself wanted to buy flowers, so how could he stop others? Moreover, if he didn't agree now, he might not have the chance to go out.
He sighed inwardly, put on a smile that wasn't forced at all, and said amiably, "Sure, it's all right."
People quickly rushed into the flower fields. After obtaining Bai Tianming's consent, they put their noses close to the flowers, took a deep breath, and carefully felt the beauty and fragrance of the flowers. Their faces flushed slightly, and they involuntarily revealed the same intoxicated expression, like a bunch of bees that had turned into human forms but had not gotten rid of their nature. When they encountered the sweet flowers, they unconsciously let down their guard and made buzzing sounds of praise.
Bai Tianming stood silently outside the flower field and watched them.
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