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On the most peaceful day in winter, a new flower shop opened on the corner of the street.

On the opening day, it was very lively. There were many flower baskets placed at the door. Until noon, new flower baskets were delivered from time to time. The flower baskets filled all the open space in front of the door. It really answered the words "flowers and brocade clusters" .Most of the passers-by were attracted by the hustle and bustle, so they couldn't help but enter the shop to have a look. In this way, the flower shop was even more lively.

An old resident of this street happened to pick up his granddaughter back from school. Seeing this scene, he said to his granddaughter, "Sister, isn't this flower shop beautiful? There are many people today, so let's go home first, and grandma will come back to buy flowers for you. "

The little girl nodded straight with a smile, looked back several times, and then obediently followed her grandma home.

On the day of opening, almost everyone who saw the grand scene thought that the flower shop would be better and better.Especially the next day, after the flower baskets in front of the door were removed one by one, and it showed its original appearance, everyone became more determined.On this street, there are old-fashioned grocery stores and tea shops, as well as new-style milk tea shops and coffee shops, but there has never been a flower shop, and it is still such a beautiful flower shop.

The signboard of the flower shop is made of wood, with the word "Xinguang" written in cursive script on the surface, and there is a circle of vines around the signboard.The entire wall of the flower shop is made of glass, and there are flower stands next to the wall, and the flower stands are full of flowers of various colors.When passing by, looking from the outside, even in such a cold winter, it seems that spring has already arrived.There are also many potted flowers outside the store. Because it is winter, the rows are all wintersweet, and the fragrance can be smelled from a distance.

It can be seen that the store has put a lot of effort into it. In the first week, the flower shop was indeed still busy, with customers visiting from time to time.But after half a month passed, the number of times the door of the flower shop was pushed open became less and less.Across the street from the flower shop is a milk tea shop. Taking advantage of the lack of people and having nothing to do, the owner looked at the deserted appearance of the flower shop opposite, and said to himself with some concern: "Why doesn't it look like it's open for a long time?"

After half a month, not only the owner of the milk tea shop, but also the coffee shop and grocery store owners have noticed that this flower shop really can't continue to open, no one has gone in at all!The owner of the coffee shop has been in love with the owner of the milk tea shop for a long time, and he always likes to come and talk to her when he has nothing to do.Seeing that the flower shop that had made a lot of noise was about to close, and found the reason, she quickly came to talk to her again.

"You don't know," he began.

The boss of the milk tea shop didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned to make milk tea.

The owner of the coffee shop is used to it, and said happily: "I said earlier that the feng shui of the shop on the corner is not good, and no shop can last for three months! Sure enough, look at this flower shop, it's so good at first. It’s serious, but in the end, it’s still not long! Let’s bet, can he survive this month?”

The boss of the milk tea shop didn't like his gloating appearance, and even ignored him.

But the core figure who was being stared at by the bosses on this street - the owner of the flower shop, was a little anxious at this time.

He didn't know why, his craftsmanship was obviously very good, and his teacher, such a famous florist, praised him countless times for his talent.Who wouldn't boast of his works?The flower shop is so beautifully decorated, there are fragrant wintersweet outside the door, and so many fresh flowers inside the door.In the first few days of opening, many customers came here.

How gradually, no one left? !

Even today, it is already noon, and no customer has come in yet!

So when a bell rang, his spirits lifted immediately.There is a bell on the doorknob of the florist, and it rings to signify a visitor!He looked over hopefully, and it was indeed a guest, an aunt, about 50 years old.

He hurried out from behind the stage and said politely, "Welcome, what do you want to see?"

The aunt was not in a hurry to look at the flowers, but stared straight at him, and said, "Oh, this young man is so handsome. My child, how old are you?"

"...I'm 21."

"Do you have a girlfriend? Ouch, do your parents support you when you open such a flower shop? What do your parents do? Let me tell you, Auntie, I live on this street for decades. I know everyone, and everyone knows me. There is a little girl in my neighbor’s house, she is 24 this year, and she is a third-year girl holding gold bricks!..." The aunt introduced her neighbor’s little girl excitedly, saying When he got excited, he asked again, "Young man, what's your name?"

He said honestly, "My name is Qiao Dongyang."

"Ouch! What a great name! That little girl in my neighbor's house is called Chun Xue! Isn't she a good match?! Give me your contact information, and I'll introduce you to each other."

The flower shop owner, a boy named Qiao Dongyang, was stunned.

Isn't this too fast? !Does he know this aunt?Does he know that Haruyuki?Why should I give the contact information?But before he opened the store, his brother told him that the customer is God, and told him not to lose his temper with customers casually.This is something he likes, of course he will not lose his temper with customers, but in this case, he really can't deal with it, and he doesn't want to deal with it again.

The aunt insisted on asking for his contact information, and he was bored for a long time before finally asking, "Auntie, do you want to buy flowers?"

"Oh, when I match the two of you, you can send me a few roses to Auntie, and Auntie won't blame you!"

"..." Qiao Dongyang looked at her for a long while, and found that she was very sincere, rather speechless, so he could only say, "Auntie, my parents are both deceased, and I borrowed the money to open the shop. I am very poor. If you want to buy flowers, You can look elsewhere."

"..." The aunt was finally stunned this time, and a few seconds later, she pulled her face away, "What are you talking about, a kid? Chasing me? It's a good thing I didn't give you Haruyuki's contact information, you... ..."

Qiao Dongyang turned around directly, walked back to the stage, took out a pair of earphones, put them on, looked down at the computer, and said nothing.

The aunt slammed the door unhappily and left.

On the opposite side, the owner of the coffee shop watching the excitement said, "Look, another one left without buying flowers."

The owner of the milk tea shop couldn't take it anymore, put down his cup, and said to him: "Leave if you have nothing to do, I'm very busy!"

Qiao Dongyang didn't know that people outside were making fun of him for betting, so he was a little discouraged.

Is it true that he has no talent for opening a shop?

Is it true that his craft is actually not good?Is it just because of his brother's face that others praise him?

He reached out and touched a pot of daffodils placed on the stage, the root was carved into a lotus shape by him.Before opening the store, he said to his brother with high spirits: "When the daffodils bloom, my store will definitely become famous!"

Now, the flower buds are popping up, and the flowers are really about to bloom.

But what about his shop?

He doubted himself, how many days can this store be open?

Fortunately, before dark, another customer came to the store.

This time, the customer came to buy flowers in a serious way. Qiao Dongyang introduced her very conscientiously, asked her the purpose of buying flowers, and took the trouble to help her match colors, and the journey went smoothly.At the end of the checkout, Qiao Dongyang said, "Hello, the total is 260 yuan."

The guest's face turned cold, and he looked up at him without saying a word.

Qiao Dongyang was young and inexperienced, and it was still his God to be looked at so coldly. He shook his shoulders involuntarily, and forced a smile: "Is there something wrong?"

The guest's eyebrows were drawn very slender, she raised her eyebrows, and pointed at the bouquet of flowers: "Eight roses, two bellflowers, and some green leaves, tell me two hundred and six?!"

Qiao Dongyang immediately explained: "One rose is 30 yuan, eight is 240 yuan, platycodon is 20 yuan, two is [-] yuan. Other herbs and flowers are free because of the opening of the new store..." But this The female guest looked a little sharp, and she still looked at him sharply when he was talking.After talking about it, his voice became quieter, and he looked as if he was at a loss.

The guest sneered: "Are you cheating or stealing money?! Think I don't know the price of flowers? Caojiadu (a flower market), twenty roses are only 40 yuan!"

Qiao Dongyang anxiously continued to explain: "I am a rose imported from Ecuador. It is called sweetheart. There is no such kind in Caojiadu. There are all roses from Yunnan."

"Tch!" The guest put down the wallet in his hand and looked at him, "What Ecuador, Ecuador and roses? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"It's really a rose imported from Ecuador... It was just delivered this morning, and I still have a purchase order here, do you want to see it—"

The guest interrupted him impatiently: "60 yuan! Sell it or not!"

Hearing this miraculous counter-offer, Qiao Dongyang was dumbfounded, he looked at the bouquet, he matched it very carefully.The sweetheart rose is red-edged and white-bottomed. He paired it with a pink platycodon, a champagne-colored platycodon, silverleaf chrysanthemum as the grass, and a few soft pink carnations in the end. It is really beautiful. bouquet of flowers.Such a bouquet of flowers would cost more than three hundred in any other flower shop.He had already given the lowest price because it was rare for a guest to come.

Seeing him hesitate, the guest turned around and was about to leave.

He said anxiously: "One hundred and sixty lines..."

"Hmph." She sneered, reaching out to push the door open.

Qiao Dongyang drooped his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Then it's 60 yuan." Such a beautiful bouquet of flowers was specially made for that guest, so what if you keep it.

Only then did the female guest reserve 60 yuan, holding flowers, opened the door and left.

Qiao Dongyang lay down on the cash register, didn't recover for a long time, and didn't care about the money on the table.

Until the bell rang again, he raised his eyelids and looked.

Another female guest came in. After all, he was a little listless because of the influence of the two ladies just now.The female customer looked very kind. She smiled and looked inside the flower shop with joy in her eyes.Qiao Dongyang didn't go up to greet her, but just looked at her quietly.

She looked around, walked up to Qiao Dongyang, and put down the cup of milk tea in her hand.

Qiao Dongyang noticed that she had also looked at the rose area for a while, and finally learned the lesson, and said in advance: "The kinds of roses you saw, the purple ones are called love songs, and the ones with many heads of the same color next to them are called small love songs, and the light orange ones It’s called caramel. They’re all imported from Kenya, and they cost 30 yuan each.”

The female guest grinned, as if sensing his intentions, she nodded and said, "Thank you for introducing me." She pushed the cup of milk tea in front of Qiao Dongyang, then pointed to the opposite side, "I am the owner of the milk tea shop, come I saw that you have been busy for a while, so I didn't come to bother you."

Only then did Qiao Dongyang get up from the table, and said with some embarrassment: "Hello." He has no social awareness, and he never thought of dealing with the neighbors, so why don't they come and see him.And what does it mean to be busy all the time... It's been a long time since he was busy, and the embarrassment on his face became deeper.

The owner of the milk tea shop smiled kindly: "My name is Wen Lu, Lu of Lushui."

"My name is Qiao Dongyang, the sun in winter..."

Wen Lu laughed even harder, she looked back at the flower again, and said, "I really like that purple flower, there are several of them, what did you call it?"

"Little Love Song!"

"Yes, yes, let me buy a few."

Qiao Dongyang hurried to the flower stand, took five, and matched three white violets, and asked her, "Does it look good?"

Wen Lu nodded: "It's so beautiful."

Qiao Dongyang smiled, ready to help her wrap it up.

"No, I'll take it back and put it directly into the bottle. How much are these?"

Qiao Dongyang shook his head immediately: "No money, we are neighbors."

"How can this be done!" Wen Lu put down two 100-yuan bills on the table, took the flowers in his hand, turned around and walked out.Qiao Dongyang chased after him and was about to return the money to her. She opened the door, turned around and smiled and said, "Take it, there will be a long time to come. How can you not give money when you come to the door for the first time? It's unlucky. Just give me a discount in the future. By the way, That milk tea is for you. I don’t know if you like it or not. It tastes like matcha and red beans. As for business, it’s like this, how can it be smooth sailing, right? After the most difficult time, everything will be fine.”

Qiao Dongyang was stunned, probably because the two guests he met today were too difficult, and he couldn't react when he suddenly met such a good sister.Wen Lu laughed again, opened the door and left.

Qiao Dongyang stood in front of the door and watched her leave. It wasn't until Wen Lu walked back to the shop, arranged flowers, and made milk tea for the guests that he gradually regained his senses.He walked back to the table and looked at the 200 yuan and milk tea left by Wen Lu on the table, and the 60 yuan left by the previous guest.

He heaved a sigh of relief, at least he earned two hundred and sixty dollars today, didn't he?

The author has something to say: In the sweet days, start to bake a small cookie.

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