After leaving Huamu Street, Guo Hucheng took him home for lunch in order to thank Liu Qingshan for helping him discover the scam of bearding.

When he heard that he was going to Guo Hucheng's house for lunch, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt drooling all over the floor.

You know, the chef of Guo Hucheng's family is a master who retired from a five-star hotel, and his craftsmanship is so great.

However, he has not had a good time for so long, and he finally got a chance today.

At this moment, when Liu Qingshan drove to Guo Hucheng's house, he felt a little regretful.

If I had known that I had the opportunity to taste the chef's skills, he wouldn't have eaten any rice noodles with the village chief in the morning.

No, I have to run two laps later to make my stomach empty before having lunch.

After making up his mind, when he arrived at the large yard of Guo Hucheng's house, Liu Qingshan really didn't follow him, but stood in the yard where flowers were competing for beauty.

Seeing that he didn't follow, Guo Hucheng shouted, "Qingshan, come in quickly, what are you doing outside?"

You can't say that you are trying to clear your stomach so that your stomach can eat more later.

This is so embarrassing.

He looked at the yard where flowers were full of beauty and smiled, "Haha, I saw that there were so many flowers in your yard. I took a look. When I got back, I would also learn the layout of your yard and fiddle with the azaleas in my house."

"Oh? Do you have rhododendrons at home?" The three words rhododendrons made Guo Hucheng interested, so he walked down the steps and asked, "What varieties are they?"

Liu Qingshan grabbed the back of his head and smiled silly: "It's definitely not an imported variety, it's all ordinary wild azaleas that I dug back from the mountains."

"Yes." Although Guo Hucheng is rich and likes flowers and trees, he does not know much about flowers and trees. He only thinks that high-end varieties are good-looking, and ordinary local varieties are naturally not worth mentioning.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been almost cheated just now.

He said: "What's the point of fiddling with ordinary azaleas? It's not beautiful."

Not pretty?

These words stimulated Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan argued: "Who said he wasn't beautiful?"

Some people actually say that my azalea is not beautiful, haha, this is such a big joke.

Liu Qingshan pointed to the well-trimmed azaleas in Guo Hucheng's yard and said, "Let me tell you, the azaleas in my house are more than a hundred times better than your azaleas."

Seeing Liu Qingshan so serious, Guo Hucheng couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, right? Do you know how much I bought this azalea?"

"I don't know, but it's just better than it."

"I tell you, this azalea was bought by me for 50,000 yuan from the flower show last year. You actually said that the wild ordinary azaleas in your house are better than it? Have you never seen a big snake shit?"

The big snake shits, in dialect, is a metaphor for a person who is short-sighted and has little knowledge.

After hearing Guo Hucheng describe himself like this, Liu Qingshan's stubbornness came up: "Don't you believe it, do you?"

Guo Hucheng shook his head: "Of course I don't believe it."

"Okay, wait. I'll go home and prepare immediately. Tomorrow morning, I will pull out two pots of azaleas with flowers to let you see what it means to carve natural and what it means to be a magical craft of nature."

"Okay?" Guo Hucheng was amused by Liu Qingshan's slightly childish words and behaviors, and said, "If the flowers you pull out tomorrow can be more beautiful than my azalea, I will buy your azalea at the same price."

"This is what you said, don't regret it."

"No regrets." Guo Hucheng sometimes really feels that Liu Qingshan is like a child who has not grown up. He is innocent and childish, cute and funny.

This is probably the charm of young people, and it is also the simple expression of the mountain people. In short, this kind of cute appearance is a character that middle-aged people like him can no longer have.

He thought about it. Even if the azaleas that Liu Qingshan pulled out tomorrow is very ugly and hard to see, it is impossible to see with his eyes. He will support Liu Qingshan's stupid career and give him some confidence.

After all, it is not easy for adults.

Liu Qingshan turned around and was about to go home, but halfway through, he turned around and came back.

Guo Hucheng asked funnyly: "Why, see clearly his strength and know that his wild azaleas cannot be compared with my famous flowers?"

"No." Liu Qingshan said angrily, "I'm here for lunch. I'm going to go back after lunch."

Guo Mocheng:...

Haha, what a childish ghost.

Guo Hucheng treats guests, so he naturally won’t treat guests casually.

In order to make the lunch more lively, he also called other rich people to join.

When the rich people gathered in the huge restaurant with glass walls on three sides of Guofucheng's house, everyone was not very interested in the delicious food on the dining table.

After all, their value is comparable to that of Guo Hucheng, and such food is common for them.

What made them happy was that Guo Hucheng said that tomorrow Liu Qingshan would pull out the wild azalea planted at his home to compete with the famous azaleas in Guo Hucheng's yard that they bought from the flower show.

This courage and courage made everyone feel very interested in Liu Qingshan.

"Qingshan, have you figured out how to make a fool of yourself tomorrow?"

"Yes, the azaleas in Lao Guo's family are all famous azaleas that won the championship at the flower show. They are very famous in the circle. You actually have to compare the wild azaleas you dug back from the mountains to him. Are you hitting the stone with your eggs?"

"Oh, look at how ugly you say it. Young people need to have such fighting spirit to be cute. Qingshan, I like you. Just pull out your azaleas, no matter what, I will vote for you."

This is even more harsh.

While stuffing food into his mouth, Liu Qingshan said, "I want your friendship vote. I tell you, Liu Qingshan speaks by strength. You can wait and see tomorrow. My azaleas will definitely let you know what a natural beauty is and what a work of heaven is."

Seeing that Liu Qingshan brags about his awesomeness, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter and was full of interest in tomorrow's competition.

Of course, they just wanted to see Liu Qingshan, a stupid man, blow up the cowhide.

After all, they have also seen many people who go down the mountain. Some of the azaleas are really good-looking, but the most beautiful ones are the ones that go down the mountain are better. Moreover, the azaleas that go down the mountain are too big and too old, and it is difficult to survive transplanting.

Therefore, those who dig down the mountain piles will cut off the crown of the azalea in order to make the azalea survive. In this way, only the old piles of the azaleas are left.

The old stakes are beautiful to bloom, but they are always less spiritual than native seedlings.

Therefore, if the old azaleas want to become the focus of attention, they must be "carved" by famous artists.

They either graft the old piles or press the branches and shape the old piles. After a series of day-to-day maintenance and adjustments, they can grow "famous works" that can surpass the heroes in the flower show.

Although Liu Qingshan is a little capable, according to everyone's understanding of him, his ability is nothing more than finding wild goods in the mountains. As for planting flowers, they are all essential skills for literati and elegant people. It is really difficult to connect with Liu Qingshan, a stupid and stupid person.

Faced with the laughter of everyone, Liu Qingshan turned angry and ate a table of food.

Finally, he wiped his mouth and said seriously: "Don't laugh, you can wait, I will let you see what the real Azen Red is tomorrow."

The red mountain is naturally red.

The rhododendrons cry blood, dyeing the mountains and the flowers red, so the red mountain is also called azaleas.

Legend has it that in ancient Shu Kingdom, there was an emperor named Du Yu, who was extremely affectionate with his queen. Later, he was harmed by a traitor and died miserably. His soul turned into a cuckoo bird, crying and wailing in the queen's garden every day. The tears it fell were drops of red blood, dyeing the beautiful flowers in the queen's garden red, so later generations named it azalea.

The queen heard the whine of the azalea and saw the bright red blood, and realized that it was transformed by her husband's soul. In the sadness, she wailed day and night, "Zi, Zi," and finally passed away depressedly. Her soul also turned into fiery red azaleas blooming all over the mountains and fields, and lived with the azaleas, so this azalea is also called the ridge of the mountain.

This is the allusion of "the cuckoo cries blood, and the son returns to moan".

Therefore, for thousands of years, cuckoos have regarded red as beautiful.

Although there are many other colors of azaleas at home and abroad, no matter what kind of azaleas it is, they are amazingly beautiful than the pure natural and native wild red azaleas.

Liu Qingshan felt this deeply.

Yesterday, after seeing the so-called masterpiece in Guo Hucheng's yard, I came back to see my own azaleas, and still felt that these wild azaleas were so beautiful.

It’s not that the azaleas from famous artists are not beautiful anymore, but these two kinds of beauties have their own characteristics, and it depends on the mood of the flower viewer.

Early in the morning, I packed several pots of beautifully bloomed azaleas with wooden racks prepared yesterday and moved them to the pickup truck.

Wu Cuimei stood in the yard feeding chickens and ducks. When she saw her son transporting the azaleas that probably had more than 100 kilograms of soil in the pot, she was overjoyed: "Qingshan, why are you moving these stone flowers for? Do you want to sell them? Can these flowers be sold for money?"

Although happy, I am also confused.

After all, things like stone flowers are so ordinary in the mountains, and they are probably not worth much.

Moreover, the time for the stone flowers to bloom is not long, and it only takes a few months to complete the plan.

Such a short flowering period is nothing compared to those flowers and trees that last several months.

Liu Qingshan easily carried the huge azaleas and put them on the pickup truck, and smiled and said, "Yes, I just don't know if I can sell it."

Wu Cuimei looked at the Rhododendron that had been moved to the pickup truck and said, "I guess even if I can sell it, it won't be much money."

"I don't know." Liu Qingshan really didn't know. He stood next to the pickup truck and smiled, "I only know that it's really the right thing to do to widen the ramp in front of the yard. Otherwise, I would have to move these flowers down to the bottom before I could put them in the car, which is both troublesome and hard."

These words made Wu Cuimei smiled happily: "Yes, if you hadn't had the ability, our family would probably not have been opened to traffic in another ten years."

My mother's words made Liu Qingshan say with confidence: "Mom, don't worry, today I will definitely try to sell these stone flowers. Then I will buy some delicious food and let you make it."

"Okay." Wu Cuimei smiled, "But Qingshan, since you are going to the county town today, don't forget to visit Agui and buy him some nutritional supplements."

"I understand, don't worry, I will go see Agui." Liu Qingshan got in the car and left.

As soon as the car drove far away, he called Guo Hucheng first and told him that he had set off.

Guo Hucheng received a call and heard that Liu Qingshan, a silly man, really took yesterday's words seriously. Today, he actually brought azaleas to compete with him. He was surprised and funny for a moment.

By the way, he hasn't met such an interesting person in a long time.

Although everyone was teasing Liu Qingshan yesterday, everyone didn't take it too seriously. Until Guo Hucheng called the phone to the others again, everyone realized that Liu Qingshan was really not crying when he saw the coffin.
To be continued...