Time travel is not as beautiful as imagined. At least Zhang Zong has traveled for so long, but he has no beauty or power. Instead, he has to work hard for survival. What is even more uncomfortable is that in this era, there is no mobile phone or computer, and there is not even a TV or radio. This makes Zhang Zong, as an online home, feel very uncomfortable at the beginning.

However, the taste of the quit net is like quitting the poison. Although it was uncomfortable at the beginning, it gradually adapted over time. He also gradually realized some of the benefits of this era. What satisfied him the most was that the pace of life slowed down and no longer seemed like in his previous life. Every day when he opened his eyes, he was like a tight-sprung spinning top, without any time he opened his eyes every day, without any time he was free.

In the society of my previous life, "tourism" is a very beautiful word, because when traveling, people can leave the stressful environment they are in, come to a strange environment, completely let go of their ideological burdens, and relax themselves. Unfortunately, this relaxation is only temporary, because sooner or later they will return to their original environment.

But now Zhang Zong slowly realized that the feeling of completely relaxing was that he didn't have to consider getting up early tomorrow, nor did he have to face the boss's face, the client's difficulties, the intrigue between colleagues, etc.

If the fast-paced society in later generations was a high-speed rail with a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, then Zhang Zong's life is like riding a bicycle leisurely. Although the speed cannot be compared with the high-speed rail, he can stop at any time to appreciate the scenery on both sides of the road.

After pruning the last pot of rose, Zhang Zong finally breathed a sigh of relief. He left about ten buds on each rose, and cut all the extra buds, especially some buds that were too small or had poor location, so that they could have enough nutrients to supply the remaining buds, making the flowers bloom larger and fuller.

After careful care during this period, the flowers and plants in the flowerbed have also recovered. Two days ago, he bought a batch of red pottery flower pots, and then transplanted some roses that are of the right size and are already showing signs of blooming into the flower pots. Today it was completely fixed and can be sold tomorrow.

As for the roses and chrysanthemums that Zhang Zong grafted, not only have they survived, but also have a very lush germination technique. Of course, several of them failed to graft. Zhang Zong later regrafted them, and now they all grow very well, and some have even begun to radiate small buds.

However, the biggest change is the gardenia and jasmine sent to Furong Garden. Previously, due to poor maintenance during transportation, most of the gardenia and jasmine were depressed, and some were even dying. However, after Zhang Zong changed the soil and soil, these gardenia and jasmine immediately burst out with strong vitality. Except for a few pots that were really unable to recover the situation, the rest came alive.

In fact, gardenia and jasmine are very easy to grow plants. As long as the conditions are appropriate, cut a branch and insert it at will, and you can grow into a seedling. For example, Zhang Zong has now cut many seedlings. If these seedlings are included, the number of gardenia and jasmine has not decreased, but has nearly doubled.

Zhang Zong, the seedlings that were cut, did not intend to return them to Furongyuan. He was preparing to reproduce gardenia and jasmine on a large scale. Because he had already inquired, gardenia and jasmine were also very popular in Chang'an because of the fragrance of flowers, and the prices were quite expensive. So when these plants bloom in autumn, they would definitely make a big profit.

He picked up the kettle in the drafting pavilion and sucked a few bites. Then Zhang Zong looked at the well-organized flowerbed in front of him, and felt a huge sense of accomplishment in his heart. The flowerbed will reopen from tomorrow!

The next morning, Zhang Zong got up and had a simple breakfast, then washed it carefully, and changed into a blue long gown. Unfortunately, there was no mirror at home, so he could only take a look in water. He saw a handsome young man reflected in the water, which made him nodded with satisfaction. A handsome young man selling flowers must be more eye-catching than a greasy middle-aged man.

When he opened the courtyard door, there was a fixed wooden shelf outside the courtyard door. Zhang Zong moved a pot of flowers for sale to the shelf. His yard was in a very good location. Outside the courtyard door was a road leading to Qujiangchi. There were endless pedestrians and carriages coming to visit, so as long as the flowers were good, there was basically no need to worry about not having any customers.

It opened on the first day of today. Most of the roses that Zhang Zong took out were roses, and there were some beautiful forsythia, crabapple and the like. He even took out two pots of grafted two-color roses that had already grown buds. Although the buds had not opened yet, it was barely possible to see that the colors of grafting and original branches were different.

After the flowers were laid, Zhang Zong did not take the initiative to attract customers. Instead, he set up a small table at the door, and then took the pen and ink to practice writing. Although he continued Zhang Zong's memory, some things still needed to be practiced, such as writing. He needed to get used to brushes and traditional Chinese characters. There was no way to learn from such things, so he could only practice diligently.

"How to sell this pot of roses?" Just as Zhang Zong wrote a few words, someone asked loudly. He raised his head and immediately saw two guests standing in front of the flower stand. They looked like a young couple or brother and sister. Although their clothes were not very gorgeous, they were also neat and decent.

Rose actually refers to roses. Rose originally evolved from wild roses, so the ancients regarded roses and roses as the same kind of flowers. For example, roses have some alias, such as moon and moon red, four seasons red, periwinkle, etc.

"Twenty-five articles." Zhang Zong replied with a smile. The woman who asked for the price was the woman, with her round and smooth jade-like appearance. At this time, the eyes of Zhang Zong, the handsome guy, were shining brightly.

"Why is it so expensive? Isn't roses only twenty cents?" Before the woman could answer, the man next to him immediately frowned.

"The guest said it was right, but what you want is the roses in the red pottery pot. The flower pot is more expensive. If you want the roses in the clay pot, you can do it for twenty cents per pot." Zhang Zong said and pointed to the flower bed behind him. There were so many roses in the clay pot inside.

"Isn't it just a flowerpot? How about you, the little man, give us some cheaper?" The woman bargained in a coquettish voice, with a coquettish tone.

The man next to him looked a little bad when he heard the woman's words, especially looking at the young man in front of him, which made him feel even more bad. He immediately picked up a pot of flowers and said, "The more five more, five more, this pot is the same!"

"Brother, are you anxious? I think you can talk about the price again!" The woman said unhappily at this time, but the man ignored her. After paying the money, he held the flower pot with one hand and pulled the woman away. Even so, the woman still turned around every three steps. She was so angry that her elder brother almost held the flower pot on her head.

"Thank you, the customer!" Zhang Zong took the money and waved goodbye, then touched his chin and said to himself, "It turns out that the flowers I raised are so good. Not only did they sell a pot so quickly, the customers were reluctant to leave!"

However, Zhang Zong's narcissism did not last long, because in the next hour, there were no guests coming to the door again. Speaking of which, it was the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the whole society was quite open and was inclusive of all kinds of cultures. For example, the women in the Tang Dynasty were not as restricted as they were in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Instead, they often saw groups of women going out for fun. The Tang people had the custom of going for spring, and Qujiangchi was the most famous scenic spot in Chang'an. There were many pedestrians on the road, and there were no fewer women than men.

No matter in any era, the things like raising flowers and planting grass are generally more feminine. However, although there are many women on the road, no one is willing to buy flowers. At most, they stop at the intersection and look at him, then cover their mouths and smile, which makes Zhang Zong helpless.

At noon, Zhang Zong only sold four pots of flowers. In theory, spring and autumn are the peak seasons of flower garden business, and the income of flower gardens depends on these two seasons. If you wait until summer and winter, you will have almost no business.

The business was cold, and by noon, Zhang Zong felt hungry. In the morning, he made a little more pancakes, so he didn't make lunch. Instead, he spread the pancakes with sauce and rolled them with freshly picked vegetable leaves. It was full of fragrance when he ate them. Of course, some people like to roll them with green onions, such as the famous pancakes and green onions in later generations. However, Zhang Zong has been incompetent in accepting raw onions and garlic since he was a child.

However, just after Zhang Zong had a few bites, a guest finally came outside the door. This time, two young people, one tall and one short, came. Seeing that they were wearing Confucian shirts, they looked quite gentle and had a bit of scholarly spirit. They probably should be scholars. In addition to women, scholars are the second main force who like flowers and plants.

"What flowers do the two customers want to buy?" Zhang Zong greeted with a smile.

"Let's take a look!" The short scholar replied. Zhang Zong nodded after hearing this and did not bother him. In fact, many of the customers here didn't know what flowers to buy. Most of them would ask for the price after they were attracted by them. Of course, flowers and plants are good-looking, and after watching them for a long time, they would be happy physically and mentally, so there were still many people who were willing to pay in the end.

"Hey, why is this pot of rose a little strange?" At this moment, the tall scholar suddenly turned behind the flower stand and pointed to a little rose on the last row of shelves and said in surprise. His words also made the short scholar come over. As a result, the two of them carefully observed for a while, and almost said in unison, "The color of this flower is different!"

"The guest has a good look. This is a two-color rose. It has yellow flowers on top and red flowers on the bottom!" Zhang Zong also walked up to introduce with a smile. After he pruned the grafted rose, the original branches below had already bloomed. Although the grafted buds grew on the top, it did not open, but only a few slits were exposed. It would not be discovered without careful look. This is also the reason why no guests had noticed this two-color rose before.

"What a wonder! There are such a strange flower in this world!" The tall scholar shouted in surprise after hearing this.

The short scholar next to him was also amazed and asked, "Is this two-color rose sold?"
Chapter completed!