Chapter 104, Flower Shop
The rice flower beds bloomed before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
In response to this, the Yan family had different reactions.
Yan Zhigao didn't pay much attention to things in the backyard. Unless it was something important, he didn't care much. After knowing that the money to buy the shop was earned by Daohua herself, he just let it go.
The people from the second house all looked pessimistic.
In their view, only a minority of people buy flowers, and even if the price is good, it is still not easy to make money; moreover, flowers are difficult to grow, and if you are not careful, they may become sick or die.
Before opening the shop, Yan Zhiyuan and Sun wanted to persuade Daohua to do the business they were optimistic about, and even wanted Daohua to hand over the shop to them.
After persuasion failed, he stood aside and watched the show, as if waiting for Daohua's flower shop to go bankrupt.
The people from the third room supported silently. Yan Zhiqiang was busy transplanting flowers, choosing flower pots, and delivering soil.
As for Aunt Lin from Shuangxinyuan, she could only watch helplessly except for showing pity to Yan Yishuang, who had nothing in front of Yan Zhigao.
Mrs. Li was the one who cared the most about this matter. She personally wrote a letter to her elder brother Li Xingchang to ask for the position. Daohua could treat opening a shop as a hobby, but she could not.
She had to think about her daughter's future. The Yan family's financial resources were limited. Even if she started accumulating wealth from now on, how much could she possibly accumulate? Moreover, the Yan family had many grandchildren.
This shop will definitely be used as a dowry for my daughter in the future, so I have to take good care of it.
On the first day the flower shop opened, Daohua changed into men's clothes and personally watched over the business from the back of the shop.
The flowers she planted were all grown in space soil. They bloomed luxuriantly and beautifully, attracting many people to stop and watch.
However, it is only for viewing, and few people are willing to pay to buy it.
Daohua was not in a hurry about this. Life was not easy for ordinary people in ancient times. Before opening the shop, she had never thought about selling flowers to ordinary people. Her intended customers were those literati and children of wealthy families who had ample money and a taste for elegance.
Daohua watched the flow of customers for a while, then turned her attention to the people working in the shop.
The manager's surname is Wang. He is in his early forties and is a cheerful person. He is very experienced in dealing with people and entertaining people. My mother said that he is a manager in the shop run by my uncle who has outstanding work ability. He was sent to her because she wanted him.
The shop assistants were from a family named Zheng that she had chosen from the farm. When he was young, Old Man Zheng had worked as a greenhouse keeper for a wealthy family and had learned some skills in tending flowers, so he could barely be considered a florist.
His two sons, Zheng Dawu and Zheng Xiaowu, are quite smart and work hard in the farm.
Daohua thought that it would be convenient for the whole family to use and easy to manage, so she asked the whole family to work in the flower shop.
"Grandpa, look, there's a new flower shop here."
An ornately decorated carriage stopped in front of the flower shop, and then a pretty little girl quickly jumped out of the carriage.
"You crazy girl, slow down, don't fall."
A dignified and concerned voice sounded immediately afterwards, and then an old man with gray hair and a dignified look on his brow slowly got off the carriage with the help of his servants.
When Zhou Jingwan saw her grandfather get off the car, she hurried forward and took his arm: "Grandpa, look, the flowers in the shop are blooming so beautifully!"
Old Master Zhou followed his granddaughter's finger and looked towards the flower shop. Seeing the pots of flowers and plants blooming, a look of joy appeared on his face: "Let's go in and take a look."
As soon as the two entered the store, Daohua discovered them.
Seeing Old Master Zhou obsessed with the flowerpot, Daohua thought for a moment and decided to go out. If he didn't see him, it would be fine. But if he did, as a junior, he would still have to take the initiative to say hello.
"Sister Zhou!"
Zhou Jingwan was hesitating about which flower to choose when she heard a familiar voice behind her. Turning around, she saw Daohua, dressed as a man: "You are Yan Yiyi!"
Seeing the uncertainty on her face, Daohua smiled and nodded.
Zhou Jingwan quickly stepped forward, circled around Daohua, and asked curiously, "Why are you dressed like this?"
Daohua smiled and said, "Because it's convenient this way." Then, she pulled Zhou Jingwan over and whispered in her ear, "That's why my mother agreed to let me stay in the flower shop."
Zhou Jingwan didn't dislike Daohua's natural and friendly behavior. After hearing Daohua's words, her almond-shaped eyes widened and she asked in surprise, "Is this flower shop owned by your family?"
Daohua smiled and nodded.
Zhou Jingwan slapped her forehead fiercely: "How could I forget? When I first visited your house, you said you knew how to grow flowers and plants. It seems like you have a lot of them in your yard."
Daohua smiled and said, "When you went there before, the flowers hadn't bloomed yet, but they've bloomed now. If you have time, you can come and have a look."
Zhou Jingwan nodded immediately. Influenced by the Zhou family's old man, she also loved flowers and plants. "Have your climbing roses bloomed? Do they look good? If they do, I'll build a flower shed similar to the one you have in your yard when I get home."
Rice Flower: “Not bad!”
On the side, Old Master Zhou looked at the flower pots in the shop and occasionally glanced at the two little girls who were talking excitedly.
As for the Yan family who had just arrived in Xingzhou City, he paid some attention to them because of the relationship with the young prince, but he never thought of taking the initiative to contact them.
At this moment, looking at the eldest daughter of the Yan family chatting and laughing freely and politely with her granddaughter, she felt a little more recognition of the Yan family.
The strength and momentum of a family can be determined by the next generation they cultivate.
I heard from the eldest grandson that the eldest grandson of the Yan family is polite, humble, and well-educated; the eldest daughter of the Yan family in front of him is also eye-catching, with bright eyes, white teeth, and a sense of propriety.
If the next generation of the Yan family were like these two people, then the Yan family would have a greater chance of prospering.
"Ahem~"
When Old Master Zhou saw that his granddaughter had forgotten him after she had a friend, he couldn't help but coughed to make his presence felt.
"Oops, I forgot to introduce you."
Zhou Jingwan brought Daohua to Old Master Zhou and said, "Grandpa, this is Yan Yiyi, the eldest daughter of the prefect Yan. Daohua, this is my grandfather."
After saying this, Daohua immediately bowed to Old Master Zhou with a smile: "Hello, Grandpa Zhou, Daohua is here to pay her respects."
Old Master Zhou smiled and asked Daohua to stand up: "I heard that this flower shop is owned by your family. So, do you like flowers too?"
Rice Flower nodded and said, "Well, looking at the colorful flowers blooming in full bloom makes me feel very happy."
After that, Old Master Zhou slowly started chatting with Daohua. The old man found that the girl from the Yan family knew quite a lot about flowers and plants. She could explain in detail how to take care of them and how to tend to them.
During this period, Manager Wang learned of Old Master Zhou's identity and became a little worried. He kept looking at them, fearing that the young Daohua had offended someone.
However, his worries were obviously in vain.
Look how happily they are talking. Old Master Zhou is even looking at Miss Yan with a look that says they met too late.
"Grandpa Zhou, if I grow any beautiful flowers from Rice Flower in the future, I will definitely send them to your house."
After chatting for over an hour, Old Master Zhou walked out of the flower shop reluctantly at the reminder of his servants. Daohua and Manager Wang sent him to the door of the shop.
"Me too, me too!" Zhou Jingwan quickly raised her hand.
Daohua smiled and said, "Don't worry, no matter who is missing, yours will be there, Sister Zhou."
(End of this chapter)
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