Chapter 33 Asking Price
When the boss saw the person coming, he thought that the person had gone to the wrong place, so he didn't get up to greet him, but just squinted his eyes and looked up and down.Unexpectedly, the woman wandered around the shop for a long time, even bent over to examine the flowering trees in the pots carefully, and finally pointed to a pot of rhododendrons that had not yet bloomed and asked, "Boss, how do you sell these flowers?"

"One or two," the boss couldn't help feeling disgusted when he saw the woman's shabby clothes.It has always been only the rich who have nothing to do when they are full and come to the flower shop to buy flowers. Unexpectedly, such poor people want to imitate others to do such elegant things, so they casually said a number in an attempt to scare her out of the house.

"Scary, but a pot of ordinary rhododendrons is so expensive, boss, you dare to ask for the price." Qin Mengyao didn't expect a pot of flowers to be so expensive, so he couldn't help being surprised, but seeing the boss's love He seemed to ignore it, knowing that the other party believed that he could not afford the flowers, so he asked for the price, and deliberately pointed to a pot of golden osmanthus next to him to ask the price.

The golden osmanthus has been grafted and grows very well, and the pot is placed in the shape of a rockery and flowing water, which looks very grand. The boss snorted softly and squeezed his throat and said, "This one needs nine taels of silver, little girl, you Can't afford it."

When Qin Mengyao heard the boss's voice, there was a sneer on his face, "Oh, yes, the shape of this golden osmanthus is only worth nine taels of silver, no matter how expensive it is, I'm afraid no one will buy it."

The boss was anxious when he heard this. It took him several years to cultivate this golden osmanthus, but now it has been belittled wantonly. How could he swallow this breath? He walked up to Qin Mengyao, "You said What, do you know how rare this golden osmanthus is? Just look at the shape of the tiger head, which is extremely rare, and this rockery..."

"Although the shape is good, it's a pity that if the shape of this flower is deliberately carved for money, it will lose the soul of the flower. Haven't you noticed that this golden osmanthus has only a shape, but no spirituality?"

In Pulan City, everyone knows that the bonsai of Zhao's Yun flower shop is famous for its exquisite beauty, but all the wealthy families who come to buy it praise it, and even the seasonal flowers in the flower shop during the New Year and holidays are in short supply.

It was the first time Zhao Jizhong heard of potted plants with no soul and no spirituality, and couldn't help feeling displeased.

"Girl, may I ask why you made such a statement? Is there any lack of spirituality in this golden osmanthus? If you say it well, I will sell you this golden osmanthus at half price today, but if you say it badly, then don't blame the old man for being rude." "Zhao Jizhong got up and walked slowly to the front, his slender eyes narrowed into slits and kept looking at Qin Mengyao, completely unbelievable that this childish little girl could have any accomplishments in bonsai.

Qin Mengyao smiled slightly, "For bonsai, the flowers and trees must have aura, and there is a universe in the pot, so that they can be appreciated. Flowers and trees are like people, before they are trimmed, they are just ordinary roots and branches. After creativity, design, combination, and trimming, it becomes a piece of bonsai artwork with both form and spirit. Take this pot of golden osmanthus as an example. A little far-fetched, the boss deliberately distorted the shape of the branches according to his own wishes, but he didn't know that the development of the tree shape was restrained, so that the shape of the whole plant seemed dull, as if a person had lost his mind and had no aura at all."

After listening to Zhao Jizhong, he looked carefully and found that what Qin Mengyao said was indeed reasonable, but he had been planting flowers for so many years, and he had never been questioned, but today he was picked out by a mere woman, and he was inevitably unhappy. .So he glanced at Qin Mengyao noncommittally, "Then what remedies do you have?"

"Although the shape of the tree is roughly grown at present, it is not irreversible. You can lower this branch slightly in spring when the branches turn green and become flexible, and let the other parts grow. When the branches and leaves are flourishing, you can trim it a little bit. As for the appearance of the tiger head, I have to say that boss, your craftsmanship is indeed top-notch, but if you try to minimize the pinching and focus on pulling and pressing, it will look more natural." Qin Mengyao said, touching Jin Guizhi with his hand After some gestures, the technique was very sophisticated, Zhao Jizhong stood aside, frowning and listening carefully, nodding constantly.

"I didn't expect the girl to have such an understanding of this potted plant at such a young age. Disrespect and disrespect!" Zhao Jizhong smiled and looked at Qin Mengyao, "I don't know which one the girl wants to choose when she comes to Zhao's shop today. How about taking the basin away?"

Hearing the boss's tone change, Qin Mengyao couldn't help admiring Boss Zhao's face-changing skills, but as the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face when you reach out, not to mention that Qin Mengyao came here today to buy flowers. Being kind, thinking about what I said just now has also worked, and naturally I can't leave empty-handed when I achieve my goal.

(End of this chapter)

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