Before opening an online store, Rong Shichu needs to go to the Planters Industry Association to get a grade certificate. Only planters who have been certified by the industry association can open an online store selling plants. After all, you have to indicate the level of the planter that you sell is grown by. The higher the level of the planter, the higher the price.
The original owner went to apply for a certificate when she was in college, but she was only a second-level grower. A first-level grower was a novice planting apprentice. A second-level grower could completely and independently grow a plant with level one soothing energy, and so on.
Rong Shichu thought that after this period of study, his level would definitely be improved, so he went to get a certificate for a senior grower.
She drove out her ancestral racing car from the garage. The car was a model from more than 20 years ago. Yes, it was left by Rong's father.
This outdated flying car is of good quality. Although it has not been sent for maintenance for a long time and its appearance has become gray and dilapidated, this does not affect its use.
Rong Shichu found the address of the nearest plant growers' association office to his home, set it as the final destination, and let the flying car drive automatically.
This was the first time she went out after dumping Xie Tianlang. All day long she was either facing the soil and plants, or studying with the notes left by the ancestors of the Rong family. Rong Shichu felt as if she was in another world when she went out this time.
The flying cars were traveling in the airway. Rong Shichu looked at the various flying cars coming and going around with curiosity. She couldn't help but feel envious. She looked at other people's sci-fi flying cars, which were gorgeous and dazzling. These were the means of transportation in the interstellar world, unlike her own one, which was old and outdated.
"Wow! There are still such speeding cars in this day and age?" An arrogant voice came from Rong Shichu's ears. Rong Shichu looked and saw that it was the driver of the speeding car driving on the lane next to him. He was adjusting the speed to the same speed as Rong Shichu's speeding car, and the two speeding cars were driving side by side.
"Hehe, my great-grandfather had a car like this, but it's gathering dust in his garage! I didn't expect to see one here..." the other man sitting on the passenger seat said sarcastically, "Hey, miss, when you drive this car, the parts won't fall off with clanking sounds, right? It would be bad if it hits someone."
"Haha, Xu Yun, what nonsense are you talking about? A flying car that loses parts can't get on the runway, okay? You're being too mean!" A beautiful woman in the back seat said as she stared at Rong Shichu's graceful profile.
Rong Shichu rolled his eyes at these bored people and said, "What kind of car I drive is none of your business? My car is retro. What do superficial people like you know? You only know how to buy the most expensive and trendy cars to show off. But you don't know that when people with taste see your fancy cars, they will think that you have no personality and taste of your own. You just follow the crowd and are vulgar without knowing it. I don't know how others laugh at you behind your backs."
Perhaps it was because Rong Shichu's tone of voice was too natural, these men and women were actually frightened by her words and looked at each other in bewilderment.
The flying car these people were riding happened to be the newest and most expensive model of the flying car company. Its exterior was decorated in such a fancy way that it could dazzle people's eyes. Rong Shichu's words hit the mark exactly what the car's owner, Zhou Shao, was thinking.
Zhou Shao and his few friends all come from newly wealthy families. They have only become rich in the past few decades and have not had time to accumulate family wealth. However, they are eager to integrate into the upper class. In order to prevent people in the upper class from looking down on them and to show off their financial strength, they only buy expensive and luxurious things. So no matter whether it is clothes, jewelry, luxury houses or cars, they all choose things that you can tell at a glance have cost a lot of money.
"Are you serious? Is your car really a retro model?" Zhou Shao looked at Rong Shichu's gray car with half belief and half doubt. He had known for a long time that those noble young masters and young ladies often laughed at them behind their backs, saying that they were nouveau riche and had no taste, so Rong Shichu's words hit the nail on the head.
Rong Shichu remained calm and nodded calmly, "Of course! My car carries a heavy sense of history. Look at the appearance of my car, the dots on the mottled gray surface. They are not flaws, but traces left by the years. They have witnessed the passage of time and carry stories. Cars with stories are the most worthy of collection."
Rong Shichu's words left the wealthy young masters and young ladies stunned. They couldn't tell whether she was serious or just talking nonsense.
Master Xu looked at Rong Shichu's gray flying car and said in a daze, "Before you said that, I just thought your car was shabby and old, an antique from the last century, and should be scrapped; but after you said that, I suddenly felt that your flying car really seemed to have an inexplicable charm, like some kind of low-key luxury?"
After hearing this, Rong Shichu pinched her fingers to hold back her laughter. After finally holding back her laughter, she nodded and affirmed him: "Yes, you have gotten the idea. What kind of items do people with taste like? One is those with stories, and the other is low-key luxury, which should show uniqueness without being noticed... Knowing these two points, you are not far from having elegant taste."
"Then what exactly do you mean by sense of story?" Zhou Shao asked in confusion. He was now really convinced by Rong Shichu and began to ask seriously.
"As for the so-called sense of story, there are actually two types. One is that which comes with the brand. For example, the Noble Restaurant has a natural food called Xiaolongbao. Legend has it that it was the favorite food of an ancient emperor named Qianlong when he went on secret visits. This story has been passed down to the present day and has become a unique memory point for Xiaolongbao. Even people who can't afford Xiaolongbao remember this natural food because of this story." Rong Shichu flipped through the original owner's memory and spoke in a very serious manner.
After hearing this, Zhou Shao and the others said with sudden enlightenment: "So this is the sense of story? I understand! Then what is the other kind?" Xu Shao and the young lady also stared at Rong Shichu, waiting for her answer.
Rong Shichu cleared his throat and said, "The other type is made up by oneself. For example, you know the most famous fashion designer in our Capital Star, Ms. Liu Ying, right? Every time she designs clothes, she tells a story. For example, the moon diamonds on the skirt are the tears of the moon god in ancient mythology, expressing the moon god's longing for his lover. This legend has made countless women cry..." Rong Shichu said calmly. Fortunately, she learned more about Liu Ying when she watched the auction last time, so she had the material to give examples now.
"Is that so? No wonder Liu Ying's moon-shaped diamond dress was so expensive last time. I couldn't buy it because someone else snatched it away..." Miss Li exclaimed, and immediately admired Rong Shichu even more. "You are really amazing. You actually figured out the purpose of Liu Ying making up this story."