Chapter 122: All the heroes gather together to make a scene in spring
At this time, there were hurried footsteps outside the door. Miss Lan had a strange look on her face. When she walked to the door, she bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Li, Boss Li."
Li Huansha frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"
Miss Lan glanced at Jiang Haoru and Fan Jianqiang and said, "Mr. Jiang brought a pot of...an orchid of unknown variety..."
Li Huansha said, "Can't you identify it? Bring it to Grandpa for appreciation."
Miss Lan said: "I've already brought it." After saying that, she turned around and walked out, took the flower from another person's hand, came back, put the flower on the floor first, then took off her shoes and brought it in.
Mr. Li and Li Huansha both had thoughtful expressions on their faces and kept looking at the pot of flowers without taking their eyes off it.
At this time, Jiang Haoru's face had a glimmer of light.
"It's Jianlan, but the flower blooms... a bit strangely. The flower looks a bit too beautiful...Grandpa, what do you think?"
"Beautiful! So beautiful! I can't identify this potted flower. It should be a new variant. Huansha, if you look at it as a whole, the artistic conception of this potted flower is very high! It's natural, tall and unyielding, full of vitality, colorful and harmonious.
It is a mixture of heart and soul, with lofty meanings and never messy. This potted flower should have been carefully cultivated by a real master!"
Li Huansha nodded repeatedly, and the two of them praised this pot of flowers to the heavens and the earth. Fan Jianqiang couldn't help but feel proud of himself. Damn it, I accidentally became a master of flower cultivation.
!You bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the world, I still have twenty pots of flowers that are no worse than this!
Damn it, buy more orchids in the future! I’m going to get rich!
While the grandfather and grandson were admiring the potted flowers with admiration, Jiang Haoru, who also loved orchids, couldn't help but stepped forward and admired the flowers obsessively.
"How can you enjoy flower viewing without fine wine? Miss Lan, go and bring me the jar of thirty-year-old amber red. I want to entertain the distinguished guests!" Mr. Li laughed and was full of interest.
Fan Qiangqiang smiled and said: "Mr. Li, do you think this potted flower has no name yet, why don't you give it a name?"
"Oh? You haven't named it yet?" Mr. Li's expression changed and he shook his head repeatedly, "Xiao Fan... you don't understand this. Naming an orchid is an elegant and sacred thing. The one who is most qualified to name is to cultivate
Its master, how could I break the rules?"
Fan Qianqiang smiled and said: "Brother Jiang, what do you say?"
Jiang Haoru said awkwardly: "You gave me this pot of flowers, how can I have a say?"
Mr. Li and Li Huansha looked at Fan Jianqiang in surprise.
Fan Qiangqiang smiled and said: "Don't look at me like that. I'm not a master. This potted flower was given to me by someone else. I'll give it to Brother Jiang as a meeting gift."
Li Huansha blurted out: "Such a precious meeting gift!"
Fan Jianqiang shrugged: "If you sell this potted flower in the flower and tree market, it will cost you 1.8 million at most. If you meet an elegant person who really understands orchids, you will be willing to pay 5 million."
, if placed in front of a layman, he might not be able to part with a hundred dollars, so swords are given to heroes, and red pink is given to beauties. Brother Jiang is a person who knows flowers, so this pot of flowers is most suitable for him. "
Mr. Li praised: "You're right, you're right. The vulgar people are not elegant, but the elegant people are not vulgar. If I were to bid for this potted flower, no matter how much I pay, I would think it is too tacky, and it would somewhat tarnish the elegant artistic conception of this potted flower."
Jiang Haoru glanced at Fan Jianqiang, and suddenly pulled Fan Qianqiang aside. The gang boss actually showed a shy expression: "Mr. Fan, can I lend this pot of flowers to Li Huansha?"
Fan Jianqiang couldn't help but let out a cry, lowered his voice and said: "Brother Jiang, I'm convinced, you are really willing to spend money to pick up girls. You have to know that even if you give her away, she may not be able to accept you.
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Jiang Haoru sighed softly and said, "I know."
"Tsk, tsk, you are just haggard because of Yi, and your clothes are getting wider and wider, but you will never regret it. It's up to you. Since I gave it to you, it's yours. You can give it to whoever you want."
Jiang Haoru smiled happily: "Thank you, brother."
Fan Qiangqiang sighed, this guy is really hopeless.
Jiang Haoru immediately spoke and said that he wanted to give the flowers to Li Huansha. Unexpectedly, Li Huansha hesitated and said that they were too precious and could not accept them. Jiang Haoru guessed that this was the result, so he was not discouraged and said
It doesn't matter if you don't collect it, just put it in Yalan Huanshe for people to appreciate, and they will save the country through curves.
After a while, Miss Lan brought amber red.
With good wine and flower appreciation, Uncle Fan, a common man, couldn't help but feel elegant.
Mr. Li gave this potted flower a name, "Man Yuan Jiao", but it didn't fully reflect the artistic conception of this potted flower, so Li Huansha also thought of a name, "Fundai Qianqian".
Then, Mr. Li asked Jiang Haoru to think of a name. Jiang Haoru thought about it for a long time while sipping the wine, and he chose "Spring Festival". This rough idea actually fits the title quite well.
Finally, everyone looked at Fan Jianqiang and asked him to think of a name.
Fan Jianqiang suddenly remembered a sketch that Gong Hanlin and Zhao Lirong had performed, and blurted out: "A gathering of heroes, a meeting of radish."
Unexpectedly, Fan Jianqiang's gag was intended to liven up the atmosphere, but Mr. Li, Li Huansha and Jiang Haoru didn't laugh. Instead, they all nodded. Mr. Li was the first to praise: "A great gathering of heroes! What a good name, what a name."
!This name seems to be the most suitable. With the gathering of heroes, the characteristics of the flower come out. The word "heroes" even brings out the artistic conception of the flower!"
Fan Jianqiang scratched his head and said, "Really? I just said it casually."
Li Huansha said: "I think this name is a bit too strong."
Fan Jianqiang shrugged: "Then let's gather all the talented people and fill the garden with beauties!"
He added Mr. Li's name at the end.
Li Huansha said: "It seems like there's another conflict. I think it's good to have all the heroes come together to make a spring show."
The hopeless Jiang Haoru was filled with excitement when he saw that Li Huansha had adopted his name. People who didn't know it thought he had just won a five million sports lottery.
Mr. Li suggested a toast to the "gathering of heroes in springtime".
Fan Qiangqiang said: "Mr. Li, Miss Li Huansha, the naming has been finished. Let's talk about my brother Jiang next, right?"
Jiang Haoru was the first to say: "Actually, I feel that I don't care about the result anymore. Just when I was naming this pot of flowers, I suddenly realized why there is no need for a result! I think, occasionally come to Yalan Huanshe
It's enough to taste wine, appreciate orchids, and enjoy the rare purity in this world."
Fan Jianqiang said unexpectedly: "Do you really think so?"
"Really." Jiang Haoru smiled relievedly.
Li Huansha smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, you are welcome to come often."
Damn it, this guy is as enlightened as the ancient monks?
Fan Jianqiang felt that it was time to say goodbye when things got to this point.
Therefore, Li Huansha was especially considerate and personally saw the guests off at the door.
As he walked towards the parking space, Fan Jianqiang asked, "Don't you feel bad when you gave flowers worth over one million to Li Huansha?"
Jiang Haoru smiled and said: "Brother, you don't understand, how much do you think I love Li Huansha?"
Fan Jianqiang was startled.
Jiang Haoru pressed the remote control car lock and said with a smile: "Get in the car, let's talk."
"I do like Li Huansha, but what I value more is her identity and background. Do you think it is simple for a woman who can take off her hat as a provincial official? I, who is mixed with black, are like walking on a tightrope.
If you are walking uphill, you may fall to your death at any time. Why am I willing to spend so much thought on orchids? Why has my Qingmu Gang always stood firm? Do you understand now?"