Zhao Yuanle was a little curious and wanted to go over and take a look. Widow Yu sighed and wanted to stop her, but she didn't know what to say.

Zhao Yuanle ran over like this, but when he arrived at the place, he didn't see anyone.

But, she smelled a smell.

Different people have different tastes. If they are a family, the tastes are very similar, but you can find the difference when you smell it carefully.

The smell of someone is left here, which means that someone just now, and this person should have stood here for a while.

Zhao Yuanle remembered this smell, turned around and smiled at Widow Yu, who was hiding his worries in his eyes.

"I didn't see anyone, I guess what kind of bird it is."

Widow Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then she regained her smile.

"There are flowers here, do you want them?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded quickly.

She and Widow Yu walked over and saw that the forest was carrying a lot of flowers and plants, as well as some ordinary daily herbs. The path in the middle was very clean, and people often tidied it up when they were seen.

Before he got inside, Zhao Yuanle smelled a strong fragrance.

When the two of them walked in, they saw bright flowers crawling on the slope.

After getting closer, Zhao Yuanle saw a grid of bamboo under the flowers, which facilitates the climb of vines.

Zhao Yuanle: "You planted these, they look so beautiful when you bloom."

Widow Yu smiled and said, "This is what I fell in love when I got married. When I'm fine, I'll fight it. If you like it, you'll pay more."

Zhao Yuanle looked at these flowers carefully.

“This is a wild rose.”

Widow Yu was stunned: "Wild Rose?"

What is this?

She had never heard of it.

Zhao Yuanle pointed to the flowers of these wild roses and introduced: "Look, this leaf is wrinkled, with many thorns, and the colors are all light pink and purple. This is a rose."

Widow Yu suddenly realized: "Oh, this turned out to be a rose. I thought the roses I planted were not good. I saw that other roses were all red, with a few layers of petals, which were big and beautiful."

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

"That's how roses are, you're a rose."

Looking at the lush rose full of blooming, some ideas for making money emerged in Zhao Yuanle's mind.

She asked Widow Yu: "Don't you pick this flower?"

Widow Yu nodded.

"I think it will open as soon as it opens. I usually don't fold it. I like to see it here. Sometimes I may fold two flowers and put them next to the pillow."

Zhao Yuanle's eyes began to be full of energy.

She asked Widow Yu: "Then, can I remove all these?"

"Ah?" Widow Yu was a little surprised, but she had no objection: "If you like it, just pick it all."

Zhao Yuanle introduced to Widow Yu seriously.

"These spends are very valuable. I want to pick them to make money. Then I will share half of it with you."

Widow Yu smiled.

"What is the money you spend? If you like, pick them all. I don't want your money."

She felt that Zhao Yuanle was really like a child, and she thought about it and it was like it.

But since Zhao Yuanle wants it, she will help.

As he said that, Widow Yu was about to go to the house to get scissors and baskets.

Zhao Yuanle walked beside her and explained to her seriously.

"Really, I won't lie to you. These flowers are useful. They can make essential oils, dried and made tea, and can also be made into flower baskets and sell them. They can make money."

Yu Widow chuckled.

"I don't know how to make oil in this flower? You can drink tea and a flower basket, but how many people will buy it with money."

She doesn't think there are people here who are willing to spend money on buying such things that are not hungry. Maybe there are ones in the county, but how many are there?

Zhao Yuanle: "There will always be that person who is stupid and has a lot of money. Someone in the county should buy it. I will go to the county to ask my elder sister."

Widow Yu nodded slightly: "Indeed, some people don't take it seriously if they have too much money."

Soon, the two of them came here with scissors and bamboo baskets.

Zhao Yuanle looked at the roses, pink and purple, but he didn't see white.

Widow Yu asked, "Do you want the flower bone?"

Zhao Yuanle shook his head.

"Don't want the flower bones, just bloom. I'll pick them after they bloom."

Widow Yu took the scissors and she was taller than Zhao Yuanle now and could reach the top flower.

One person picks flowers, and one person follows down.

Zhao Yuanle held the bamboo basket and continued the flowers while talking to Widow Yu about the use of rose essential oil.

"I just need to steam it with special things, but I don't have it at home, so I'm going to get rose moisturis."

Widow Yu looked down at Zhao Yuanle: "What is pure dew?"

Zhao Yuanle thought for a while and said, "It is to put the dried roses in water and boil them. Put a bowl on the water surface, cover a large bowl on the top and cover them tightly. When the water boils, make some ice on the large bowl.

We don’t have ice here, so we can just put cold water. We keep burning until the rose petals turn white, and the small bowl inside is full of pure dew."

"oh…"

Yu Widow seems to understand but not understand.

Zhao Yuanle: "The main thing is that I don't know if this rose is edible. If it is edible, it can also be made of rose sauce or rose cream."

Widow Yu didn't know if this rose could be eaten.

“I haven’t eaten it either.”

As the two of them spoke, they slowly picked all the blooming roses and filled the bamboo basket three times.

Finally, Zhao Yuanle looked at the rose filled with a large dustpan in front of him and was worried.

"It seems that my back cannot be installed."

Upon hearing this, Widow Yu brought a big cloth bag from the house.

She asked, "Are you afraid of crushing this rose?"

Zhao Yuanle shook his head: "It doesn't matter, it's all done to dry it anyway."

That's good...

Widow Yu took out the cloth pocket and put all the roses in it with her hands and feet.

"This bag is big and can be filled. At that time, no hole can be removed if it is tied."

Zhao Yuanle looked at the sun and roughly estimated the time. It should be around ten o'clock now.

Her stomach started to scream.

When Widow Yu heard this, she hurriedly asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want me to give me a bowl of noodles?"

Zhao Yuanle slapped his head.

"I forgot."

She took out steamed buns and vegetable dumplings from her cloth bag.

When Widow Yu saw the steamed bun, she insisted on asking: "I still have noodles here, so I'll give you a bowl of food."

Zhao Yuanle quickly shook his head.

"I don't want to eat it, it's noon soon. I'll eat this and go back for lunch."

Seeing that Zhao Yuanle refused, Widow Yu had no confidence to speak for the third time.

Zhao Yuanle spoke, chewed a bite of steamed buns and had a pause in his expression.

Hi...it's really bad.

She really wants to be rich quickly and eat well soon.

But Widow Yu was not well off, so she didn't have any objection to eat other people's white flour.

After eating a few bites, Zhao Yuanle almost choked to death. After eating, she rolled up her sleeves, carried the treasure and went to the side to cut the pig grass.
Chapter completed!