He is a doctor. Because many flowers have medicinal value, he often goes to the flower and bird market to visit. He once happened to see a soft and fragrant red plant, which naturally recognizes.

Soft fragrance red is a type of rose. Rose has been known as the "Queen of Flowers" since ancient times. Soft fragrance red is a treasure among them, and its value is self-evident.

Xu Qingsheng couldn't help but walk a few steps closer. He fiddled with the soft and fragrant red petals, and the amazement on his face became stronger. He raised his head and asked again in disbelief, "This... is this really soft and fragrant red?"

Rare and rare, soft and fragrant red are precious because of the rareness, so delicate that many flower farmers are discouraged. The plant he saw last time was said to be the old farmer who carefully raised it for seven or eight years before the flowers bloomed.

Furthermore, it is August now. Although the rose flowering period is long, the soft and fragrant red at this time should be at its peak and decline. The plant in front of me is in bud, tender and beautiful, and the appearance is slightly better than the one he had seen.

It’s rare, how can it be expressed in just a few words?

"It should be right? I don't dare to be sure," He Ze's expression was calm. "A few days ago, I found the seeds and planted them at will. Unexpectedly, it would bloom so quickly. I read the medicine book these two days and felt that it was a little similar to soft fragrant red. Then I thought of carrying it to the market to take a look."

"Plant a pot at will?" Xu Qingsheng's face was a little distorted, and his beard shook.

"It's true," He Ze nodded, "But I can't say whether this is soft and fragrant red. I'll know if it's taken to the market."

"Blessings, it's such a blessing!" Xu Qingsheng looked at He Ze calmly, and then shook his head and sighed after a long time, "If you and I did not admit your mistake, you are really blessed, the He family boy. As the saying goes, there will be blessings in the future if you survive a disaster. Now I really believe it!"

"Doctor Xu was joking." He Ze nodded gently.

The three He family members on the side looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't understand what was going on. He Youcai walked forward two steps, his eyes turned around He Ze and Xu Qingsheng, and then he said to Xu Qingsheng, "Doctor Xu, what are you talking to the child? Why don't I understand him or him?"

Xiaoze just came out with a pot of flowers, and Dr. Xu kept saying goodbye... What kind of blessing is it? Could it be that it finally bloomed? Alas, no! He remembered that when he came out of the room in the morning, there were not a single flower pot blooming, why is it now...

"Dad, let me tell you in detail when I come back. It's getting late this day, so I'll send Dr. Xu back to the town first."

"That's right, Brother He, let He Ze tell you when he comes back. This kid... is lucky! You have given birth to a good son!" Xu Qingsheng had a smile on his face.

Just from the day he was in the ox cart, He Ze asked himself to hide his father's injuries. This child was pure and filial and responsible. He had heard Zhang mention He Ze's previous disaster before, but he never thought that this disaster would be alive, and his blessings really came.

He is pure and kind and blessed, so he is not a good son?

He Youcai and Li also had a smile on their faces after hearing this. He Youcai looked at He Ze, reached out and patted his shoulder, but said, "Where is that, Doctor Xu, this child can't stand praising him. If you praise him again, your tail will be overwhelmed!"

Xu Qingsheng laughed and didn't speak anymore. He Ze carried the flower pot and left the yard with him, and soon disappeared from the sight of several people.

He Ze borrowed Zhao Fugui's ox cart, and because the sun came out again, He Ze's cart rushed faster. When he arrived in the town, it had just arrived at You.

He sent Xu Qingsheng back to the clinic all the way, and He Ze went around a few streets to the flower and bird market. Although it was too late, the sun was shining after the rain and the crowds did not disperse.

Most of the people who can afford to play with flowers and birds are wealthy families in this town. Flower farmers and bird vendors only sell a pot of flowers or a bird, and half a month's household income is enough, so naturally they are reluctant to leave so early.

At this time, the streets were filled with flowers, colorful and colorful, and birds of various colors were standing in cages chirping. From time to time, parrots came out to congratulate you on your fortune. The guests were bargaining with vendors and flower farmers, and there were a noisy scene.

The soft red pot on He Ze and his hand entered the crowd, and it was not at all conspicuous.

He was not worried either, so he slowly walked from the street to the end of the street with flowers in his arms, and then he found a small book shop.

When he came out, he was holding a sign in his hand.

He Ze casually found an open space, stood up the sign, rolled up his sleeves, swept the stone steps a few times, and then sat on it. The soft and fragrant pot of red in front of him was still not yet released, which attracted reverie.

But in this short period of time, its color seemed to be more bright. The rhizomes were as green as jasper, and several leaves were staggered in an orderly manner. A purple-red cup-shaped bud stood in the center, implicit and restrained, but also bright, like stars arching the moon.

There seems to be a charming fragrance in the air, which is light and long, but not mixed with the fragrance of flowers, and it has a unique noble meaning above all flowers.

However, he gave birth to a few times, and this flower still had a bit of arrogance.

In just a moment, someone stopped in front of the flower, leaned over and looked again, and became obviously interested. He glanced at He Ze, and saw that the latter was young, and there was a little scheming in his eyes, "Hey, boy, how did you sell this flower?"

"It's written on the sign, read it yourself."

He Ze glanced at the visitor, and put all the expression on his face into his eyes. Then he tapped the sign twice with his fingers.

This was the first time this man saw such a cold flower farmer. Because he really wanted this flower, he had to suppress his temper and glance at the sign in front. The next second he couldn't help but curse, "Twenty taels, you, you... why don't you rob you!"

There was nothing written on the brand, only three simple words, "Twenty taels."

I thought he was just a young boy, but he could get it in just a few words, maybe he could get it for more than ten or twenty cents. But he never thought... twenty taels?!

You're crazy about money!

"If you have money, you can get money, but if you don't have money, you will naturally be able to afford it." He Ze was not polite at all.

If it weren't for the fact that this place was just a remote place, he wouldn't have written only twenty taels. This flower is far more than this price.

"You, why are you talking? I can't afford it, I..." Seeing that the eyes of others were around, the person who came was ashamed and embarrassed, he had to turn his mind and say, "What kind of flower you want twenty taels of silver? Before, a top Yaohuang peony here only dared to ask for twelve taels of price, you want twenty taels of gold, you..."

"I want twenty taels because my spending is worth twenty taels. You can't afford it or you don't want to buy someone. Why bother with me? You stand here... block my guests."

"you!"

The person was angry, but he couldn't say anything, and his fat face was trembling. Due to the quarrel between the two, many enthusiasts came over, pointed and discussed.

"I said, little brother, this flower looks good, but twenty taels are too much, right? Do you want to just take potted flowers here to mock us?"

"That's right, twenty taels, who can spend twenty taels to buy such a thing!"

"Little brother, you are still young, so it's not easy for your family. In this way, I will pay five cents of silver and you can sell this to me. I really like it!"

“…”

Gradually, many people squatted on the ground and looked like flowers. They had a favorite teasing and asked for flowers, but He Ze refused to give in. "Twenty taels, not a single penny is enough."

"So are you little brothers, everyone..."

The sound of the crowd gradually rose, but no matter what, He Ze did not eat oil and salt, and did not eat soft and hard.

After a while, a man who looked like a young man stood outside the crowd at some point. He was wearing a black blue gown and holding a folding fan in his hand in this weather. He looked elegant and handsome, and looked talented.

"Did you hear it?" Luo Zhanming closed his folding fan and patted the servant's head, and said with interest, "Twenty taels, I want to see what is worth twenty taels of silver!"

"Hey, Master, let's go in?"

The servant laughed with him and quickly walked through the crowd. He Ze was still sitting on the stone steps, letting the people around him speak out, and he was unwilling to change the price.

Luo Zhanming glanced at the sign and then looked at it again. He couldn't help but squat down. His eyes turned and then turned. After a while, he said, "This flower... is really good. Little brother, what's your name?"

Little brother? This man looks no bigger than him.

He Ze glanced at Luo Zhanming, and his eyes finally fell on the circular jade pendant around his waist, and then he spoke to relieve everyone's questions, "Soft Scented Red."

Soft fragrance red? A treasure among roses Soft fragrance red? As soon as these three words came out, the crowd exploded. Even Luo Zhanming, who is usually not interested in flowers, has often heard this name from his elder brother.

"It's really a soft and fragrant red?"

"One fake one will pay ten." He Ze looked up.

Luo Zhanming stood up, opened his folding fan with a slight sound, looked at He Ze calmly, and then whispered a few words to the servant next to him. After that, the servant immediately left the crowd.

"I asked my servant to invite Mr. Cai. As long as you little brother, you are so soft and fragrant, I will buy it today, and it will be a lot of money!"

As soon as he said this, the discussion in the crowd became even heavier.

Mr. Cai is a famous flower farmer on this street. He has been servicing flowers and plants for his whole life, and his hands and eyes are poisonous. The only pot of soft and fragrant red that has appeared on this street a few years ago was cultivated by him.

If he knows about flowers and plants, he recognizes second place in this county, and I am afraid no one dares to recognize first place.

Luo Zhanming didn't like flowers, but his three brothers liked it tightly. In the past, his elder brother often asked Mr. Cai to take care of flowers and plants in the mansion, and he only then did he meet.

While waiting for someone, Luo Zhanming put away his folding fan and squatted in front of the flowers for a long time. The more he looked, the more surprised he felt. There were many strange flowers in his family, but it was the first time he saw such a good look. If it was really soft and fragrant red, it would be the best soft and fragrant red. This trip would not be in vain!

He Ze had just poured some water, and at this time, one or two drops of crystal jade dew remained on the petals, making it more tender and brighter. Luo Zhanming couldn't help but stretch out his hand. When he was about to touch the flower, he stopped moving. Seeing that He Ze did not stop him, he touched it lightly and praised it a few more words.

Even if the flower is not soft and fragrant, he bought it today! It is rare to have a flower that can make him like, so how can he stick to the variety? And this flower can capture all the people who don’t love flowers. For those who love flowers, it is probably a treasure.

Luo Zhanming didn't know what he thought of, but his eyes looked at the flower were even more satisfied.

Because of the soft and fragrant red, the visitors around him were very curious and didn't leave. They kept waiting by the side, looking at the flowers from time to time, looking at He Ze from time to time, and looking at Luo Zhanming from time to time, talking nonstop, waiting for the good show of cultivating flowers to come on.

After about a quarter of an hour, the servant's voice finally came in from outside the crowd, "Young Master! I brought Mr. Cai!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Ming has finally made his debut~ Hey oh oh oh oh oh baby, good morning, I will update it on time at 12 noon every day, and then update it from time to time~ Momo, thank you for your support!
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