"Uncle Wu knows the address. Please help me convey the opening date of the new store. Thank you!"
Wen Xu turned around, and the camellia that had been hidden behind her was now exposed.
The camellia stretches its branches and leaves like an elegant girl. The fresh leaves are stained with morning dew and look like crystals in the morning sun.
"Is this the new camellia my grandpa bought?" It looks pretty good.
"I don't know if it is a new one. Anyway, I am only responsible for sending it back." Wen Xu handed the camellia to the long-haired young man and said, "Please check if there is anything wrong with this pot of camellia. If not, I will go and get it."
We are a family."
"..."
The long-haired young man heard what Wen Xu said, so what else can he do? Let's take a look and see if there is any problem.
The long-haired young man carefully tried to find some signs of decadence in this pot of camellias, so that he could avenge himself for the "insult" he had received at Jinding Mountain.
But it's a pity.
Although the long-haired young man didn't want to admit it, he still had to admit that Wen Xu's pot of camellias were well maintained. The long-haired young man said: "My grandparents went to my uncle's house. How much did it cost to maintain this pot of camellias?"
, I’ll transfer you.”
Wen Xu waved his hand and said, "No need, Uncle Wu has already given it to me."
"..."
Seeing Wen Xu packing his things and leaving, the long-haired young man pursed his lips and said, "Wait a minute."
"What's wrong?" Wen Xu turned his head in surprise, "Is there something wrong with the flowers?"
It is impossible that there is anything wrong with the flowers.
The previous problem with this potted flower was that it had been watered too much, and Wen Xu used diluted spatial spring water to maintain it, and now it has revived. Not only that, spring has arrived, and flowers have sprouted in response to the invitation of the season.
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The long-haired young man said: "There is nothing wrong with the flowers, but there is something wrong with your painting."
Words? Paintings?
Wen Xu blinked and heard the long-haired young man say awkwardly: "The painting you painted on Jinding Mountain before was like a portrait, but the craftsmanship was too strong. Maybe you should improve your aesthetics."
Judging from the serious look on the long-haired young man's face, it didn't look like he was deliberately trying to upset her, but rather he seemed to really mean it.
Wen Xu is not a person who doesn't know good from evil, she can still hear good things.
Wen Xu thought about it carefully.
Indeed, if her aesthetics can be improved, it will also be beneficial to her future business in the flower shop.
Wen Xu thanked him and said, "Okay, if I have time, I will look for courses to supplement my knowledge in this area and improve my aesthetics."
"No thanks." The long-haired young man frowned and said awkwardly, "Gu Changfeng, teaches in the Fine Arts Department of the Art College of Dingcheng University."
Wen Xu didn't expect that the long-haired young man would suddenly introduce himself, but she quickly responded: "Wen Xu, I'm from the flower shop at No. 2 Jinding Road at the foot of Jinding Mountain."
…
Five minutes after Wen Xu left, Uncle Wu and his wife came back.
As soon as Uncle Wu entered the door, he saw Gu Changfeng standing on the balcony playing with something. When he saw it clearly, Uncle Wu was shocked and said: "Changfeng, stop!"
"..."
Uncle Wu changed his shoes neatly, and the speed of changing shoes was not at all what he would expect at his age.
After taking three steps and then two steps, he jumped to the balcony in seven or eight seconds. He looked at the watering can in Gu Changfeng's hand and waved nervously, "Changfeng, I just happened to see Xiaowen when I came back.
Xiaowen said that I watered it too much before, but now that Xiaowen has managed to take care of it, you can't water it randomly anymore, or you'll water it to death, and I'll have to worry about you."
Gu Changfeng returned the kettle in his hand to his grandfather speechlessly. He didn't know who had raised so many pots before, "Okay, you can take care of it yourself."
Gu Changfeng went to the refrigerator and got himself a popsicle. He calmly opened the packaging of the popsicle despite his grandmother's look of wanting to beat her up.
While eating popsicles, he asked nonchalantly: "Grandpa, this pot of flowers you bought was very expensive."
Wen Xu calculated so clearly that he even had to calculate the money for the pencils and sketch paper he borrowed from him.
Then, she must be a person who loves money very much.
There is no problem with the money, but the question is, "How much did she sell you this potted flower for?"
Judging from the appearance, this pot of flowers won't be able to grow without a flower of Qian8bai. With such a clear character calculated by Wen Xu, will it deceive the elderly?
Does not look like.
But what's the matter, people's hearts are separated from each other's belly. They know people and their faces, but they don't know their hearts.
Maybe Wen Xu is a profiteer who specializes in defrauding the elderly.
Otherwise, there are many flower and bird markets in Ding City. Why didn't Wenxu choose the flower and bird market with more customers? Instead, he chose the one at the foot of Jinding Mountain.
Is it just because there are so many people visiting Jinding Mountain every day?
But this is actually not a good reason. After all, not every tourist has the intention to buy potted flowers to take back after coming down the mountain.
When everyone travels, they want to be relaxed and at ease.
The suitcase is already filled with necessary luggage, so who cares about one or two pots of broken flowers at the foot of Jinding Mountain.
My uncle is old, but not dead.
Naturally, he also heard his grandson's concerns, and he said: "Changfa, you don't think we've been cheated, do you?"
Although it was a question, my uncle's tone was firm.
Gu Changfa said: "I'm afraid her price is too high and she's ripping off customers."
:""
"No way?" Grandma Gu Changfa said nervously: "Changfeng, do you have evidence? If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense. The Xiao Wen we know is not like what you said."
Gu Changfeng still said the same lie: "These are all things that are uncertain."
Uncle Wu smiled and said, "I'm a bad old man. You, my children and grandchildren, don't even bother to come and see me. Why do you care about those unimportant things?"
"Grandpa, be careful when sailing the ten-thousand-year ship. When encountering someone like Wen Xu, it's more important to be more cautious."
"Okay, okay, stop being so nagging, I understand."
Uncle Wu said: "You have misunderstood Xiaowen. Xiaowen sold this pot of flowers to me. Isn't this the one you bought for me?"
"?ah?"
"Ah, what, do I need to lie to you about this kind of thing?"
"..."
On the balcony, Gu Changfeng stared at the camellias in front of him with wide eyes.
Oh, he said that.
He thought that Wen Xu was bragging and deceiving.
Unexpectedly, Wen Xu actually grew flowers.
However, the camellias he bought before were not like this.
It’s amazing. How did Wen Xu do it?
Gu Changfeng became interested, and when he carefully analyzed the plant, he had to admit that this was the original pot that his family bought.
Although they look different, generally the growth direction is the same.