The rice flower shop bloomed before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In response to this, all parties in the Yan family had mixed reactions.

Yan Zhigao didn't pay much attention to things in the backyard. Unless it was something more important, he didn't care much about it. After knowing that Daohua earned the money to buy the shop, he just let it go.

The person in the second room looked unfavorable.

In their view, there are only a few people who buy flowers. Even if the price is good, it is still not easy to make money; and flowers are difficult to grow, and they may die of disease or wither if they are not careful.

Before opening the store, Yan Zhiyuan and Sun wanted to persuade Daohua to start a business they were optimistic about, and even wanted Daohua to let them manage the store.

After the persuasion failed, he just stood aside with the attitude of watching a show, as if waiting for Daohua's flower shop to close down.

The people in Sanfang are silently supportive. Yan Zhiqiang is busy with transplanting flowers, selecting flower pots, and transporting soil.

As for Aunt Lin from Shuangxinyuan, Yan Yishuang, who had nothing to do but pity her in front of Yan Zhigao, could only look at her dryly.

Mrs. Li is the most concerned about this matter. She personally wrote to her elder brother Li Xingchang to ask for the management. Daohua can treat opening a store as a hobby, but she cannot.

She has to think about her daughter's future. The Yan family's financial situation is like this. Even if they start to accumulate family assets from now on, how much will they be able to accumulate? What's more, there are many grandchildren in the Yan family.

This shop will definitely be used to make a dowry for my daughter in the future, but it must be taken care of properly.

On the first day the flower shop opened, Daohua changed into men's clothes and watched from behind the shop.

The flowers she planted were all cultivated using space soil, and they bloomed in full bloom, attracting many people to stop and watch.

However, it is only for viewing, and very few people pay to buy it.

Daohua was not in a hurry about this. People's lives in ancient times were not easy. Before opening the store, she had never thought of selling flowers to ordinary people. Her intended customers were those literati and wealthy people who had loose money and liked elegance.

Daohua looked at the flow of customers for a while, then turned her attention to the people working in the store.

The steward's surname is Wang. He is in his early forties. He is a smiling person. He is very experienced in dealing with people and greeting people. My mother said that this man is a steward with outstanding work ability in the store of my uncle. Because she wants to do this.

Sent as a gift.

As for the clerk in the shop, she chose a family named Zheng from Zhuangzi. When he was young, Mr. Zheng showed people the flower house in a wealthy family and learned some skills in taking care of flowers and plants, so he was barely considered a flower farmer.
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His two sons, Zheng Dawu and Zheng Xiaowu, are quite spirited and work diligently in Zhuangzi.

Daohua thought that it would be convenient for a family to use and manage, so she asked the whole family to come to the flower shop to work.

"Grandpa, look, there is a newly opened flower shop here."

A well-decorated carriage stopped in front of the flower shop, and immediately, a pretty little girl quickly jumped out of the carriage.

"You crazy girl, slow down and don't fall."

A majestic and concerned voice sounded immediately after, and then, an old man with gray hair and a majestic look on his eyebrows slowly got out of the carriage with the help of a servant.

Zhou Jingwan saw her grandfather getting out of the car and hurriedly stepped forward to hold his arm: "Grandpa, look, how beautiful the flowers are in bloom in the shop!"

Mr. Zhou followed his granddaughter's fingers and looked towards the flower shop. He looked at the pots of flowers and plants blooming, and his face showed joy: "Let's go in and have a look."

As soon as the two entered the store, Daohua discovered it.

Seeing Mr. Zhou admiring the flower pot, Daohua thought for a while and decided to go out. It’s okay if you don’t see him, but if you do, as a junior, you still have to take the initiative to say hello.

"Sister Zhou!"

When Zhou Jingwan was hesitating about which pot of flowers to choose, she heard a familiar voice coming from behind her. When she turned around, she saw Daohua disguised as a man: "You are... Yan Yiyi

!"

Seeing the uncertainty on her face, Daohua smiled and nodded.

Zhou Jingwan quickly stepped forward, circled around the rice flowers, and asked curiously: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Daohua smiled: "Because it's convenient." After saying that, she pulled Zhou Jingwan and whispered in her ear, "This is how my mother agreed to let me stay in the flower shop."

Zhou Jingwan didn't dislike Daohua's natural and intimate behavior. After hearing Daohua's words, her 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 that when I was a guest at your home, you said that you could grow flowers and plants, and it seems that there are many in your yard."

Daohua smiled and said: "When you went there before, the flowers hadn't bloomed yet, but they have bloomed now. If you have time, you can come and take a look."

Zhou Jingwan nodded immediately. Under the influence of the old lady of the Zhou family, she also loves flowers and plants very much: "Has your wall-climbing rose bloomed? Does it look good? If it looks good, I will make one like the flower shed in your yard when I get home."

Daohua: "Not bad!"

On the side, Mr. Zhou was looking at the flower pots in the shop, and from time to time he looked at the two little girls who were talking enthusiastically.

As for the Yan family who had recently arrived in Xingzhou City, he paid a little attention to the young prince, but he never thought of taking the initiative to contact them.

At this moment, seeing the eldest daughter of the Yan family talking and laughing freely with her granddaughter, and being polite and courteous, I feel a little more recognition for the Yan family.

Whether a family's family style is strong or not depends on the next generation they cultivate.

I heard from the eldest grandson that the Yan family is gentle, polite, humble, and knowledgeable; the eldest daughter of the Yan family in front of me is also a bright spot, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a measured advance and retreat.

If the next generation of the Yan family is like these two people, then the Yan family will have a greater chance of prosperity.

"Ahem~"

When Mr. Zhou saw that his granddaughter had a friend and forgot about him, he couldn't help coughing, wiping away his sense of existence.

"Oops, I forgot to introduce you."

Zhou Jingwan pulled Daohua and came to Mrs. Zhou: "Grandpa, this is Yan Yiyi, the eldest daughter of Lord Yan of Zhizhou; Daohua, this is my grandfather."

After saying this, Daohua immediately smiled and saluted Mr. Zhou: "Hello, Grandpa Zhou, Daohua is very polite."

Mr. Zhou smiled and asked Daohua to stand up: "I heard that this flower shop is opened by your family. Why, do you like flowers too?"

Daohua nodded: "Well, looking at the colorful flowers blooming, I will be in a good mood..."

After that, Mr. Zhou slowly started chatting with Daohua. The old man discovered that this girl from the Yan family really knew a lot about flowers and plants. She was very knowledgeable about how to take care of them and how to handle them.

During this period, Manager Wang found out the identity of Mrs. Zhou and was a little worried. He kept looking at them, fearing that the young Daohua would offend someone.

However, he was obviously worried for nothing.

Look at how happy people are talking about it, Mr. Zhou is still looking at Miss Yan with a look that hates meeting her so late.

"Grandpa Zhou, if Daohua cultivates any beautiful flowers in the future, I will definitely send them to your house."

After chatting for more than an hour, Mr. Zhou finally walked out of the flower shop after being reminded by his servant. Daohua and Manager Wang sent him to the door of the shop together.

"There's still me, there's still me!" Zhou Jingwan quickly raised her hand.
Chapter completed!