A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 395 Bouquet
"What additional service?" Abigail asked Leon in confusion.

"Like a good morning kiss or something." Leon put his face in front of Abigail, blew a breath of hot air gently in her ear, and whispered.

"Ah, what the hell, how can there be such a service." Abigail quickly shrank her neck and complained, then looked at Leon's expectant expression, pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, and finally touched Leon's forehead lightly.

"Although we don't have this kind of service, it's possible in a private capacity." After the kiss, Abigail shrank back and added with a silly smile.

"Well, in that case, please give me another bouquet of flowers." Leon nodded with satisfaction, then said to Abigail.

"Oh, wait a minute." Hearing this, Abigail immediately remembered what she had said to Leon before, and hurriedly got up and ran out of the counter, trotting all the way to the warehouse, and then, under the watchful eyes of Gus, Caroline and Pierre, she took a box from a shelf and ran out again.

"If I remember correctly, it contained a bouquet of flowers." Looking at Abigail's fleeting figure, Pierre recalled the layout of the goods in the warehouse and immediately thought of what Abigail took away.

"Oh? Bouquet of flowers, could it be that Leon paid for it? Has this kid finally gotten his way?" As an old Pelican Town resident, Gus certainly knew the meaning of the bouquet of flowers.

Caroline just smiled and said nothing. She probably guessed who the bouquet belonged to, but since Abigail didn't tell her, she didn't intend to point it out. Maybe this was just a little game between the young couple?

The speculations of the three people in the warehouse did not disturb Leon and Abigail outside.

After Abigail handed the box containing the bouquet to Leon, she looked at Leon eagerly, waiting for Leon's next move.

But Leon didn't rush to take out the bouquet, but asked: "How much?"

"200G." Abigail replied immediately.

After taking out 200G, Leon complained: "It's so expensive, almost as expensive as crystal."

"Just look at the manufacturing process and materials used in the bouquets," Abigail explained.

Upon hearing this, Leon opened the box and understood why the bouquet cost 200G.

Because the bouquets in the box are all made of blown glass, the glass blowers have extremely exquisite craftsmanship. The texture, leaves and even petals of each flower are so realistic. Moreover, the flowers in the bouquet are a combination of different types, and each glass flower has its own unique color.

Violets, pink roses, baby's breath, forget-me-nots, tulips, the flower language of these glass flowers basically revolves around love.

Although it is made of glass, it does not feel too heavy in the hand, but rather feels very comfortable to hold.

This made Leon unconsciously think that perhaps this design was also for people who failed in their confession to grab the bouquet and deliver a powerful blow to the guy who rejected them.

"Not bad, not bad, it's beautiful." Leon said with satisfaction as he put the bouquet into his backpack. Abigail, who had been waiting for a long time, saw Leon actually put the bouquet back and her eyes widened: "Why did you put it back?"

"If I don't take it back and give it to you now, what will you do with this bouquet of flowers?" Leon reminded Abigail speechlessly.

"Um, okay, I forgot about that." Abigail covered her face in embarrassment. If Leon really gave her the bouquet as she thought, then she would probably have to find ways to hide the bouquet.

“And don’t forget, you were the one who confessed first, so you should be the one to send the bouquet. I’ve paid for it in advance. Remember to bring money with you next time you come to see me, and I’ll give you the bouquet.” Looking at Abigail’s expression, Leon couldn’t help teasing her, because the blushing Abigail was so cute.

"Yeah." Abigail didn't care about this. Instead, she nodded in agreement. Then she took a few deep breaths quickly, adjusted her emotions, calmed her rapid heartbeat, and returned to normal.

"By the way, what did you mean by what you said to Morris, the head of the Joja family? Are you planning to do something bad to him?"

Because she was worried that her parents would notice the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them when they showed up, Abigail took the initiative to change the subject, so that everything returned to a normal chat scene between friends.

"How is that possible? This is a society ruled by law. I can't do such a thing. Besides, Morris and I have no grudges against each other, so there is no need to do such a thing." Lyon shrugged and complained.

"Then why did you tell him not to regret inviting you? I thought you were trying to vent your anger on my behalf. After all, this guy is so despicable. Not only did he promote it, but he even came to my house to promote it. Dad was almost getting high blood pressure from being so angry." Abigail asked.

"I did have that intention, but the main reason is that I was tempted. You know, he dared to hold a lottery, and there was a brand new pickup truck in it. How could I miss such a big prize?" Lyon explained, rubbing his hands.

"Huh? You're going for the lottery?" Abigail looked at Leon in surprise. "How can you be sure you'll win the grand prize? After all, Joja isn't some charity. The odds of winning this lottery must be incredibly low."

"Little fool, have you forgotten what I told you before? Don't forget, this world is not ordinary. By the way, your magic studies are now confirmed. When you return from Zuzu City, I can take you to visit your future teacher."

Leon stretched out his finger helplessly and poked Abigail's forehead to remind her.

"Oh, yes, there is also magic!" Abigail suddenly realized what was going on, and then she heard Leon say that he could learn magic. She was not particularly excited about this, but asked Leon nervously.

"Is the place where I study far from Stardew Valley? Will that magic teacher dislike me?"

"I won't mind you, and it's not far away. You can even go to class during the day and go home to sleep at night." Leon comforted Abigail.

If someone said that Rasmodes would dislike Abigail, Lyon himself would be the first one to not believe it.

After all, Abigail is Rasmodes' granddaughter, and inter-generational affection is no joke, especially since Rasmodes seems to have only this one grandson. Leon dare not imagine how Abigail will be spoiled by Rasmodes.

(End of this chapter)