Holding the silver hairpin in his hand, Hua Mian repeatedly confirmed the list, trying to see what clues it was from above, and looked through it twice, but the information about the hairpin on the list was not mentioned at all.

This is strange. According to Sikong Yu's almost perverted perfectionism, it is impossible for him to have such loopholes.

The silver hairpin in my hand is not big. This is not big. It does not mean length. Judging from the length, it is even slightly longer than the flower hairpin that the flower girls put on their heads. It is just not as complicated and exaggerated as the flower hairpin. Some flower styles on some flower hairpins are as big as the actual ones, and it looks like it increases the burden on the head. No wonder people here can't grow tall.

The hairpin in Huamian's hand had no pattern on the hairpin. Only a small orchid and grass was carefully carved on the tail of the hairpin. The leaves of the orchid were slender and an orchid attached to the grass blades.

I don’t know who gave this one, but since I was in the package I gave myself, there is no reason to return it.

As for the seasonings and ingredients in this bottle, the Lanqiu Festival can also be used a lot, but it is still much better than not receiving anything.

In order to prevent accidental ingestion again, Huamian posted a note on each box and bottle, describing the items they were placed in the compartment next to the bedroom.

Later, Zi Yuan stood on the wooden platform specially built on the third floor for this Lanqiu Festival, looking down at the flower platform under her feet. She is worthy of being the number one flower courtesan, who is already the most famous flower street. Half of her feet are standing outside the platform and can still maintain the normal state of being unchanged.

"...I just want to jump from here and act like it's not like 'jumping' but 'flying'?"

At this time, there were only three days left before Lanqiu Festival. The craftsmen only waited for the last day to demolish the trench. At present, Hua Mian was left with a few maids who were doing rough work in the building and Zi Yuan for the final debugging.

Hua Mian ordered a few maids to go to the winch, hold the wooden handle to fix the rope, and tie the colorful silk to the Ziyuan tightly.

"Sister Ziyuan, look at my gesture later and you will jump from here. Is the peony drawn in the center of the flower platform? Just jump to the position of the flower stamen."

Except for being smaller than in previous years, the flower table is not careless at all, and all the painted flip boards, silk yarns, lanterns and other items are available.

Huamian even found someone to bring a few large flower porcelain water tanks from the garden and placed them around the stage. The tanks are now full of waste materials left to build the flower table.

"The water tank has not been filled with water yet? But I want to put lotus flowers? I saw that the purple lotus in the pond in the garden are blooming in full bloom these days, so I asked Xiao Ling'er to pick some."

"Not used, no use, no use"

After hearing Zi Yuan's words, Hua Mian waved her hands repeatedly.

"It's just that you have to use an empty tank, and it will be cleared until the Lanqiu Festival."

Zi Yuan wondered, and said, "What is the empty tank for here? It's not a utensil made by some famous artists."

"So it's the decisive weapon"

For this Lanqiu Festival, Huamian racked her brains in the details. If you look at the piano and voice voice separately, Ziyuan is not the best in Huajie. In previous years, it has taken the lead in the voting rules. This year, the rules have been changed. To maintain the position of the courtesan, you have to spend some time in other places.
Chapter completed!