After working all morning, Huo Yuhuai still had half of the coffee left. He usually felt a little tired after working for two hours, but today he didn't feel that way at all. He just felt that his head was particularly clear.

Huo Yuhuai looked at the pot of black jade bamboo in a different way now. He had long known that Sylvia's stuff was good, but he didn't expect it to be as good as this.

So in the next few days, Huo Yuhuai took this pot of jade bamboo with him to and from get off work. After all, he had to do work in the study after dinner. With this small potted plant, he didn't even need coffee.

Of course Sylvia was happy when others treasured her own things. She didn't say to give Huo Yuhuai another jade bamboo, she just planted this small pot, okay? Is the jade bamboo really so easy to raise?

Glancing at the tips of the buds in the potted plant, Sylvia's eyes were a little subtle.

Various spiritual plants were planted in the flower room, and Sylvia was naturally very interested in it. However, before anyone else could discover the Nine-Star Flower, other flower lovers came to the door first.

There are many flowers planted in the small garden of the villa. In addition to the delicate camellias and elegant cold orchids, there are also various vines, which can be said to be a riot of flowers.

Of course, if you are interested, you can also see the precious flowers in the garden through the gaps.

That day, when Sylvia returned from a walk in the morning, she saw two old men leaning on the fence with their buttocks sticking out, each holding a... telescope?

"Did you see it clearly? Is it a plain crown and a heavy cauldron?"

"Look clearly. Of course it's a plain-headed tripod. It's so beautiful! It's such a waste of natural resources to just plant it in the garden!"

"What a waste of natural resources!"

Sylvia raised her eyebrows slightly. Isn't it inappropriate for the old man to lie on her fence like a thief? The equipment is quite complete and he even has a telescope.

Huo Yuhuai clenched his fist and put it to his lips: "What do you two old gentlemen want?"

"Who is speaking?"

"How do I know?"

Sylvia saw the two old men turning their heads in a twisted posture. When they saw the two people behind them as well as the gold and briquettes, the two old men forced a smile: "We said it was an accident, do you believe it?"

?"

Sylvia smiled: "Of course... I don't believe it. Are these two old gentlemen interested in my flowers?"

Mr. Chen: "Little girl, is this your flower? You plant such a beautiful flower in the garden?"

Sylvia: "If flowers are not planted in the garden, where else should they be planted? Are you tired of squatting like this? Come in and talk?"

Huo Yuhuai was a little surprised. Sylvia was a very lonely person. It took him so long to get into the house, but now these two old men who appeared out of nowhere actually let Sylvia take the initiative to invite them.

?

They were invited, and Mr. Chen and Mr. Wei did not refuse. They helped each other stand up. Mr. Wei knocked on his waist: "Oh, my waist, this damn waist disc."

Huo Yuhuai went over to support the little old man who was crying sadly, "Are you okay? Go ahead and rest for a while?"

Mr. Wei was not polite: "That's troublesome, young man, thank you very much."

Sylvia opened the door: "You two, please come in. I rarely have guests here, so please forgive me if the reception is not attentive."

Mr. Chen waved his hand: "No, no, I just thought this plain-headed tripod was beautiful when I looked at it from the outside. It is even more beautiful up close."

Mr. Wei didn't care about his waist at this moment and wanted to go over to take a look. Huo Yuhuai had no idea: "I'll tie up your little pony. It should be a little better if you sit down."

He has seen few flower lovers like this, but when people are obsessed with something, they rarely see others.

So in the next half hour, Huo Yuhuai saw how obsessed the two old people were.

"Is this a camellia? Or a rare eighteenth bachelor."

"This hexagonal red one!"

"Old Wei, don't worry about anything else. Look at this. Is this Hanlan?"

“Dendrobium candidum is available here!”

Listening to the two old men talking in the garden, Huo Yuhuai chuckled: "These two old men are very knowledgeable."

Sylvia: "Of course."

She felt the scent of vegetation on their bodies, and must have been immersed in it for a long time. Seeing Mrs. Huang busy with breakfast, Sylvia said: "Let them come in for breakfast, I guess they won't be able to finish it in a while."

"

Huo Yuhuai: "I'm going to call them. I guess calling them now will make them feel a little uncomfortable. There are beautiful flowers right in front of them, but they have to do other things."

Sure enough, when they followed Huo Yuhuai into the living room, the two old people were still a little reluctant.

Sylvia smiled at them: "You two came so early, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? It's just a simple meal, can you two take some by the way?"

Mr. Wei sniffed: "It smells so good. Such a strong aroma of wheat is rarely smelled nowadays."

Mr. Chen: "It seems that Jinmanlou's breakfast also has this flavor, but it's not as rich as this one."

Huo Yuhuai's eyes twitched. Not only did these two old men have extremely accurate eyesight, they also had extremely sharp noses.

Sylvia's expression remained unchanged: "The farmer is just self-sufficient. Mrs. Huang's wontons are excellent. Why don't you two try it?"

Now that they have eaten, the two old people can't think about anything else. If at first they were still thinking about eating early and going out to see the flowers, then now they are thinking about eating more.

“This little wonton is so delicious.”

“The ingredients are of very high quality.”

“The rice at Jin Man Lou is better than the rice at Jin Man Lou. The pork buns with soy sauce at Jin Man Lou are very good, but it’s still a bit inferior to here.”

Sylvia raised her chin and looked at the two old people: "You two old people often go to Jinmanlou?"

With such a picky tongue, Sylvia herself wouldn't believe it if she wasn't a frequent visitor to Jinmanlou.

Mr. Chen: "This man is old. In addition to loving flowers, he just loves to eat. We basically ate at Jinmanlou before. Speaking of which, Jinmanlou is no worse than Luye."

Mr. Wei was more patient than him: "Are these flowers taken care of by your elders?"

Sylvia had some bad taste: "No, it's the flower I raised. The blue field jade you just praised so much will be in flowering period in a few days. It's not in full bloom right now. Doesn't it feel particularly beautiful?

?”

Mr. Wei glanced at Sylvia in surprise: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age! Did you study gardening?"

Sylvia: "Yes, it's just a little personal hobby."

Mr. Wei smiled: "My little hobby can't be so good, little girl, you..."

Sylvia raised her hand: "Just call me Wei Ya."

Old Chen smiled: "Your surname is also Wei? Old Wei, what a coincidence, I actually met your family?"

Mr. Wei also laughed: "It's a coincidence indeed, Wei Ya, orchids have always mutated. How did you make this plain-crested cauldron so stable?"

For such professional flower lovers, Sylvia had a good impression, so she talked to Mr. Wei about various precautions in cultivating them.

Although she has the power of plant whispering, she has also studied it seriously, okay? She can even take good care of all kinds of strange spiritual plants. There is no reason that she can't raise a few ordinary flowers.

Mr. Wei was undoubtedly the professional here, but Mr. Chen was purely influenced by Mr. Wei. For a while, Sylvia and Mr. Wei were talking about each other at the dinner table. Huo Yuhuai listened but didn't understand anything.

He looked at Mr. Chen, and Mr. Chen raised his eyebrows: "Don't you understand?"

Huo Yuhuai said frankly: "I really don't understand."

Mr. Chen: "It's okay if you don't understand. I don't understand either. Let's just eat. After eating the food here, going to Jinmanlou will be a bit boring."

Huo Yuhuai didn't say anything else, he just smiled. He didn't have such a big face to solicit customers from Sylvia.

Mr. Chen glanced at Huo Yuhuai's smiling face and muttered: "Little fox."

It is said that he always felt that this smile was an eyesore when he saw it. It was just that the boy's smile was very shallow, and the smile did not even reach his eyes. But the girl opposite looked comfortable. Although she had little smile, she was very gentle.

Mr. Wei and Sylvia became more and more speculative as they talked, and they felt that the little girl in front of them was indeed very capable and could cultivate such precious flowers at such a young age.

He rubbed his hands: "Xiao Wei, I'm sorry, can I look at these flowers here again?"

Sylvia didn't care: "As long as I'm at home, you can come over at any time."

She had a good impression of Mr. Wei, he was very gentle, and there was a kind of accumulation that had accumulated over the years. She was also very measured in how she spoke and acted, maybe because she rarely got along with these old people.

Sylvia opened her mouth, and Mr. Wei and Mr. Chen came to report almost every day in the next few days. Sometimes they came before Huo Yuhuai went to work. As for when they would go back, he didn't know.

When he came back from get off work that afternoon, he came to Sylvia's place first as usual. After all, his place was just a place to sleep, and the rest of his time there was pitiful.

When he walked to the living room, Huo Yuhuai paused. There was someone else here this time?

Sylvia: "For those who love flowers, they came here specifically for the blue field jade. I heard that his mother likes roses. Mr. Wei remembered that the blue field jade here was blooming, so he told people about it."

Huo Yuhuai sat down next to her: "Really? You always like to be quiet, and your home has been very lively in the past few days."

Sylvia: "It's indeed a little noisy, but it's okay. As long as no one else comes, I can tolerate it for now."

In fact, Mr. Wei also had good intentions. He thought that Sylvia was specializing in buying expensive flowers, and he also wanted to get some business for her. Naturally, Sylvia couldn't refuse other people's well-intentioned actions.

It's just this time, after all, the flowers here are very good, and most people probably can't afford them.

Huo Yuhuai: "What was the result?"

Sylvia: "Of course I like it very much. Now I'm just waiting to take it out of the garden and pot it up. This..."

Huo Yuhuai took off his suit jacket wisely: "I'll do it."

Although he doesn't know how to grow flowers, he still understands how to pot flowers with Sylvia's guidance. Besides, with Sylvia's build, can she handle such a heavy flower pot?

Sylvia pouted. It's not her fault that she has a weak constitution. Do you still expect a magician to fight with others in close combat? The most important thing for a magician is to cultivate the soul and temper the mental power, okay?
To be continued...