Listening to the flattery, Zhou Qing hummed and jumped into five peony flowers of different sizes and expressions.

The flowers are thrust out, and then they are fixed to the prepared branches.

Zhou Qing specially chose a stick with more branches and wrapped it with brown and green gauze silk to make flower branches.

The flower branches are inserted into the flower pot, and then the leaves are stretched out with dark green gauze silk to fix them on the flower branches.

The silk peony immediately appeared vividly.

Looking at the pots of peonies in front of me, the three families were stunned.

"Qingya, your skills are amazing!"

"Yes, Qing girl, Aunt San doesn't know that you can actually be so good!"

Zhou Yao couldn't help but approach, closed her eyes and took a deep breath and sniffed.

"Sister, it would be even better if there was a little floral scent."

Zhou Qing nodded and smiled, "Well, there is still a shortage of spices, but this is not urgent."

"Girl Qing, such a good flower and such expensive gauze silk, this pot will cost ten taels of silver!" Zhou Huailin stared at the silk flower intently and touched his chin.

"Uncle San, I'm sorry for my hard work. This basin costs at least thirty taels!"

When she was shopping today, she took a look and found that there were no silk flowers in Qinghe County.

She is the only one.

When Zhao heard the price, he immediately widened his eyes.

"Thirty taels? Who can afford this!"

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Aunt San, this kind of big pot of flowers is naturally sold to those wealthy families."

Zhou Ping shouted, "Mom, my second uncle is selling twenty taels of cricket cage, and this pot of flowers is sold for thirty taels, so it will be stolen! The people in the county are different from us."

As he said that, Zhou Ping turned his head and went to see Shen Li.

Promise, then just sit there and buy one and get two free!

Shen Li...

What does this gaze mean?

Are you stupid and stupid if you have too much money?

The corners of his eyes twitched, and Shen Li looked at Zhou Qing.

"A pot of silk flowers like this costs at least fifty taels of silver. It's too cheap, and it's a loss for my own craftsmanship."

Zhou Ping...

Look, what I'm saying!

Shen Li...

Zhou Qing said that thirty taels was enough to shock Zhao.

Unexpectedly, Shen Li actually said fifty taels!

Fifty taels!!!

Zhao Family...

His mouth opened slightly, staring at the peony, as if he was staring at a money tree.

"Girl Qing, please teach Aunt San quickly!"

"Sister, teach me quickly."

"Girl Qing, Uncle San can't use a flower to make a tree stick."

"Daughter, Dad will make silk flowers with you tomorrow..."

Zhou Qing turned his head and looked at Zhou Huaishan with Youyou.

"Dad tomorrow, you start studying!"

Zhou Huaishan suddenly sighed melancholy and looked at Zhou Qing with unbearable expression.

"Daughter, you are all busy making money, but Dad can't help at all. Dad feels so uncomfortable!"

Zhou Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, if you really feel uncomfortable, you will win the top scorer in one fell swoop and take us to Kyoto in the future to eat delicious food and drink spicy food!"

Zhou Ping hugged Zhou Huaishan.

"Uncle II, it's up to you to eat and drink delicious food! Come on!"

Zhou Huaishan...

Do you think I'm spicy?

Because Zhou Huaishan was about to start working hard tomorrow, after a pot of silk flowers was finished, everyone talked for a while and then they had a break.

Tomorrow, I will learn to tie silk flowers with Zhou Qing, and the whole family is filled with excitement.

Only Zhou Huaishan looked at Zhou Qing sadly after everyone dispersed.

"Daughter, can I rest for another day tomorrow?"

Zhou Qing did not take this incident, but said, "Do you know what happened to me in the county town today?"

Zhou Huaishan looked desperate, "What's the matter?"

Is it more serious than when he starts studying tomorrow?

Zhou Qing told Zhou Huaishan what he met Zhou Huaihai today and what Xu Feng, the shopkeeper of Yunhai Bookstore, said to Zhou Huaishan.

Ignore the words of the county magistrate and Zhao Dacheng.

"Now Zhou Yuan has found a position in the Jingwei Camp in Kyoto. If you can't go to high school, just Zhou Huaihai's temperament. Do you think he can make you live well? How many years can you live!"

Zhou Huaishan's eyes were straight.

wipe!

I used to think that reading was a fatal thing!

Now, can’t you live without studying?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Zhou Huaishan hummed, "Beijingweiying is not a serious errand."

Zhou Qing said, "If you want to be Rongyang Marquis, then Jingwei Camp will definitely not be in your eyes, but now you are just a farmer. It will be easy for someone to kill you!"

Zhou Huaishan was almost crying!

Why is his life so miserable?

"Daughter, there is no other way?"

Zhou Qing shook his head.

"No, unless you make a name for yourself, you'll just wait for Zhou Huaihai to retaliate!"

After leaving a word, Zhou Qing got off the kang and left.

I left Zhou Huaishan lying on the kang, sadness turned into a river.

When Zhou Qing went out, Chen Li was teaching Zhou Ping to stance in the yard.

Zhou Ping had to learn kung fu with Chen Li. The most basic thing was to start with horse stance and half a stick of incense sticks every morning and evening.

Although he was only five years old, Zhou Ping was like raising his arms and tugging him there.

Looking at his hideous appearance, I also know that he is gritting his teeth and holding on.

Chen Li turned his head and looked at Zhou Qing, "Don't worry, there is no problem with the Master's Mansion trial."

Zhou Qing smiled bitterly, "No matter how smart you are, you can't resist the students' efforts!"

Chen Li smiled and said, "The master is smart and can win the case head in the county exam. Even if he can't win the case head in the government exam, he can always pass the exam. You have to trust the master."

Zhou Qing sighed.

"Forget it, instead of believing in him, I might as well believe in your three-year simulation of the college entrance examination in those five years!"

Chen Li...

"Ah? What's five?"

Zhou Qing waved his hand and laughed: "I believe in you!"

Chen Li's ears turned red.

Fortunately, it was night and no one could see clearly.

Looking at Zhou Qing with tenderness, "Well, trust me."

......

Time flies, and it is two days before the Buddha's Day in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, Zhou Qing picked up two pots of large flowers and a few bouquets of small flowers and put them in a mule cart, covered them with thick linoleum cloth, and drove them into the city with Zhou Huailin.
To be continued...