Shuhui was not willing to be outdone and shook Yang's arm, "Aunt, I want some seeds to plant in the yard."

"Okay, let me plant some for you. At that time, you can climb a wall full of roses, which is very beautiful. When it blooms, it smells so good, and it's very good."

Yang also felt that the flowers her daughter chose were particularly good. Rose flowers were of many uses, and they could be used for medicinal and edible aromatherapy. The flowers bloomed brightly, adding a lot of color to the yard.

"I will give you seeds to the gardener for you. It is best to be opposite your window. When it blooms, you will see the roses all over the wall, red, white, yellow flowers, rich and fragrant, not to mention how beautiful it looks."

Zilan smiled and tilted her head to imagine this beautiful scene.

"Yeah, mom, I want to plant it too."

Shuhui was so anxious that she kept jumping. She didn't understand those, but she knew that her sister's things were all good, and she loved her sister very much.

Ma helped to hold his forehead, "Okay, let me plant it for you."

Mr. Yang couldn't help laughing.

Zilan held the water cup and served a cup for Mr. Yang and the old lady, "Grandpa, grandmother, please try it, is it the same taste?"

“It tastes good, sweet.”

Mr. Yang could not drink anything, so he knew it was delicious.

The old lady took a sip and nodded slightly, "Yes, this is the authentic Dashi Guo Rose Dew. My bottle was made by them themselves, not so pure."

Zilan and Shuhui were drinking with a drink in their cups. The rose dew from this great food country is a tribute item, but it is also sold privately in Haikou, but the price is very high.

It is probably the difference between an official kiln and a private kiln. The quality is slightly different, but you can also buy good things.

"Dad, how many spices did you buy? I asked you to buy jojoba oil?"

Zi Lan wanted this, but she was not sure if it was there, but Yang had heard of this vegetable oil, which was also a small country. She seemed to have seen it, so she asked her to look for it.

"I didn't find it, but I told you that if you have it, you can contact the shop and let me buy more and come back."

Because Song Zhengtian made a lot of money by making perfume, he would search for various rare spices for her on weekdays.

A large part of their money from buying yards and buying industries was earned by Yang's incense. Her craftsmanship and fragrances are of high quality and are popular, and the shops are very profitable.

"You, it's just rainy, don't you make the same fragrance without that?"

Yang shook his head and felt that his daughter was too troublesome.

"Hmph! The book says that this oil is very good for balm. Haven't you read it too?"

Zi Lan defended her dissatisfiedly and never dared to mention this, but Yang found this vegetable oil in the book, which was used as a balm in the private fragrance list, but unfortunately she couldn't find a place to sell it.

"Okay, buy it if you have it, I won't fight."

Yang was too lazy to argue with her.

The two sisters-in-law laughed loudly. The little girl is an idea-worthy child and will not be taken wrongly.

Song Zhengtian himself also has an industry left by his parents. The Song family is a big family and there are few dirty things, not to mention that he has his own uncle in charge. He gave all his own industries, and the uncle and nephew are still very close.

Therefore, although Song Zhengtian was just a small county magistrate, he was really not a person short of money. Song Zhengtian's father had been an official in the past and was also a third-rank official. He had been in several places and had accumulated a lot of wealth.

Zi Lan pouted and didn't say anything, but her expression was still quite unconvinced. She thought to myself that if I weren't young, I would have been able to make better balms to sell for a lot of money.

However, Song Zhengtian saw his daughter's expression and pulled it over and patted her head, "Don't be like this. When you grow up, you can do whatever you want. Dad will open a shop for you to play with. Is it good to buy you mountains and forests to make raw materials?"

"good."

Zilan grimaced at Yang proudly, and Yang glared at her in anger.

"Oh, I forgot to say that I plan to take back your grocery store and build an incense shop. I will work with my sisters-in-law, otherwise I will be too busy and I will have to take care of two children."

"Okay, you girls will discuss it yourself. I don't care. Don't forget to save more dowry for my daughter after making money."

Song Zhengtian smiled and had a joking chat with his daughter.

"It seems like I am a stepmother, it's really..."

Yang shook his head helplessly. Zhengtian was even more pampering than her, for fear that he would be wronged. Unfortunately, the stars and moon could not be picked, otherwise he would have to find a ladder.

The room was chatting and talking lively. It was noon and the old man was going to have a lunch break, so Song Zhengtian and others retreated.

Zilan went to the house for lunch and Song Zhengtian and his wife were talking and chatting in the outer room. The couple had been missing for a long time and they were very intimate and couldn't finish talking.

Zilan didn't listen to her parents talking about anything. She was sleepy and went to bed.

In the afternoon, my father took me to the study to teach. The Master taught me slowly and had low requirements for them. Shuhui is more suitable for Professor Master. After all, she is a real child, and Zilan is not.

Song Zhengtian believed that his daughter was premature and in order to avoid the child thinking more and raising her is right to keep her busy, so he decided to teach her children separately.

Zilan followed her brothers to read and read. Her father wrote a big word for her to copy, and then explained two articles to study after reciting and also to take the exam.

Zi Yan twisted her braid while her father was out, "I deserve it, let you laugh at us. You can't go out to play now, Hui'er is going to play."

"snort!"

Zilan turned his head and ignored the gloating stinky brother.

Yang Yu smiled and said, "Stop making trouble, I will make you cry later."

"Hehehehe!"

"You should write it soon. After finishing writing, my brother will take you to play."

“Where to play?”

"We'll go and get the gifts out. I know my dad will go to Lin Mansion to thank you tomorrow. If you are a little more obedient, I'll let dad take you with you."

Zi Yan looked at his sister proudly.

Zi Lan glanced at him, "Dad had already promised to take me, so you don't have to plead with me, so don't fool me."

"Then do you know the Song Family Book Pavilion? I can't go there. If you flatter me, I will lend you a book."

Seeing that his sister was not fooled, Zi Yan immediately changed his mind.

"I don't even recognize my words. I can't read it even if you borrow it. Otherwise, you can buy me snacks and I want to eat crispy candy."

Zi Lan thought about it and changed her requirements.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you. The last time the rouge plum is also good. I'll buy you a bird and hang it on the eaves and chirp."

Zi Yan thought about it and nodded happily.

"Okay, don't let your dad know that you buy a bird and you're going to be beaten."

Zi Lan quickly raised her index finger and placed it on her lips to make a move to silence her voice.

Boys are very strict in upbringing, especially those of the Song family. They are so scattered when they are playing with things and are depressed when the elders find out.

Zi Yan was so scared that he quickly looked out through the window. Seeing that his father had not come back, he breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll let the butler bring it in for you."

Zi Lan was happy like a little mouse who had stolen oil.
Chapter completed!