"Oh, this one! Thirty Wen!" The boss smiled, and then looked back and asked, "What kind of wick does the girl want? Peony? Rose? Or peonies? Tell me what flavor you like, and I will help you. Get new ones!"
"Wick?" Dongfang Jing frowned when she heard this.
The boss looked them up and down, and said with a smile, "Are you all from other places?"
"How do you know?" Lu Qiao stared at a pair of big flickering eyes, extremely surprised.
The boss explained with a smile, "The reason Nanning is called the City of Lanterns is not just because it is rich in lanterns! The difference between our lanterns and other places lies in the wick! The wick is made from fresh flowers. The fire, when it burns, is like incense, and the fragrance is overwhelming! You smell it carefully, this city of Nanning is filled with all kinds of flower fragrances?"
"So that's how it is!" Luqiao suddenly realized, "No wonder we smell all kinds of flowers as soon as we enter the city, but we still can't see the shadow of flowers!"
Liufeng gave the money, and Luqiao excitedly left with the lantern.
Dongfang Jing and Zongzheng Fusu stayed where they were.
"Both, do you also want to buy lanterns? What kind do you want?" The boss greeted him with a smile.
Dongfang Jing frowned, and asked, "Old man, you just mentioned the wick, and you said it was made of fresh flowers... But this season, where did the flowers come from, shouldn't it be a bluff?!"
"Who's bluffing?!" The boss was obviously a little displeased, "This is made of fresh flowers, and dried flowers can't make such a strong smell! If you don't believe me, go to another place to buy! I'm ugly before, this The lanterns in Nanning City are the best made by my family!"
"Old man, you have misunderstood. I have no other intention, just want to ask where these flowers come from." Dongfang Jing explained patiently.
The boss frowned, looked at her with some vigilance, then shook his head and said, "Girl, I don't need to sell this lantern! But flowers are a secret shared by all lantern vendors in Nanning City. If everyone's money is cut off, in Nanning City... you can't stay any longer!"
Dongfang Jing was slightly taken aback, and became more and more curious about how the wick was made. She threw a silver coin in front of the boss, "Boss, I don't want the lantern. I just want to buy a sentence. Where did these flowers come from?"
"Girl, you'd better go! I'm not short of this little money!" The boss waved his hand with a helpless expression.
Dongfang Jing frowned, and was about to ask.
Zongzheng Fusu suddenly put his arms around her waist, smiled and took out a stack of bank notes from his bosom, and threw them in front of the owner of the lantern shop.
"You... What are you doing?!" Although the boss was stubborn, he had never seen so many bank notes in his life.
"Buy your shop!" Zongzheng Fusu shrugged his shoulders, "If you don't agree, I will take the money and buy all the other lantern shops on this street. The lanterns are free, and no one is charged... you No matter how good the lanterns are, they are destined not to be sold!"
"You! You are obviously bullying!" The owner of the lantern shop stomped his feet anxiously!
What he was doing was a small business, and these lanterns were not worth much at all, and there were too many shops selling lanterns in the city, so it became more and more difficult to do business. If all the shops around gave free delivery, he would have to close down in a short time!
"Yes, it's bullying." Zongzheng stood with his hands behind his back and said solemnly.