Under the leadership of the village chief, the villagers of Xujia Village cleaned up the ruins of the nunnery before the Chinese New Year. They also pulled out the weeds from the mud, loosened the soil twice, fertilized it once, and waited for the spring. Plant flowers.
Xu Yin inspected the greenhouses converted from the nunnery on the spot, expressed satisfaction with the villagers' labor efficiency, and asked Xu Kui to settle their wages.
She plans to divide the greenhouse into two areas: one for growing flowers that are not cold-tolerant, and one for growing vegetables.
However, after the beginning of spring, each family can grow seasonal vegetables in their private plots, front and back yards, and the greenhouses are temporarily borrowed to grow flowers.
Plant several flowers that require pampering, such as camellias, peonies, orchids, phalaenopsis, and epiphyllums.
The elegant night-flower scented perfume has always been her favorite.
If you can personally mix an epiphyllum perfume, your dream will come true.
After planning the planting in the greenhouse, Xu Yin went to the Chaishan Mountain that had been cleared a few years ago but had not yet been sown.
She asked Xu Kui to write it down: "This mountain will be called Spice No. 2 Mountain from now on, and it will be all planted with lavender; this is Mountain No. 3, and all will be planted with rosemary."
Because these two are used in the largest amounts, whether it is essential oils or perfumes, lavender and rosemary are classics.
Hill No. 4 plans to grow some auxiliary ingredients that are not in great demand but are excellent for flavoring, such as lemon, tangerine, cardamom, chamomile, geranium, patchouli, sage, etc.
As for the spice mountain that was opened and has already been harvested, it is naturally Mountain No. 1.
Go back and re-divide the area, moving away the lavender and rosemary; expanding the planting area for roses, jasmine, and vetiver; the top of the mountain is still a boutique cultivation area.
When Xu Kui saw his girl numbering the Spice Mountain with 1, 2, 3, and 4, he always felt that it was a bit ungentlemanly.
I remembered that in those days, any kind of spice in the shop would have to be written for several days before it came up with a sophisticated fragrance name, so I carefully suggested:
"Girl, after these flowers and plants are extracted into essential oils, they are mainly sold to those rich ladies and ladies. They may not be literate, but they like elegant names. In my opinion, it is better to choose an elegant name together. Name?"
Xu Yin said nothing: "Okay, I'll leave this task to you."
She was too busy to waste time on naming the mountain.
Xu Kui: "..."
Unexpectedly, the girl thought so highly of him.
He fell to his knees with a plop and kowtowed to Xu Yin gratefully.
Xu Yin: "..."
He pressed his forehead with a headache.
"If you keep doing this, I will decide on the names of the mountains one, two, three and four?"
Xu Kui stood up immediately and dusted off his trousers.
For fear of being too late, the girl would take away the naming rights, and from then on these mountains were called No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4.
After taking over this important task, Xu Kuicai realized belatedly: Although he knew a few words, he only knew a few words. If he was asked to recite poems and compose poems in words, he would not have the strength!
But he had already accepted the task and handed it back... Firstly, he was afraid that the girl would think he was incapable of taking on the porcelain work; secondly, he was afraid that the girl would give these mountains one, two, three, or four names on the spot.
No! He must give these precious mountains, which are related to Xu's spice shop's eternal legacy, an elegant and nice name.
So, after arranging the normal operation of the greenhouse base of the fragrance house, I took the time to go back to Xu Mansion and asked his father for help.
"Dad, who in our house knows how to recite poems and compose poems?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I need help coming up with some nice elegant names."
The old housekeeper stroked his beard and shook his head: "I'm afraid no one can help you with this matter."
The sad news came that the master and his wife had died in Xiangcheng. The lady who was stationed in the mansion to teach girls music, chess, calligraphy and painting was worried that everyone in the mansion would have to wear sacks and mourn with white gauze, so she paid her salary and left that day.
At present, apart from the girls, he is the most literate person in the house.
"But dad is just like you." The old housekeeper patted his son on the shoulder: "At most, he is familiar with the Three Character Classic. I was lucky enough to learn it from the old man, but he can't do anything else...Eh? The new accountant can write well in one hand. , maybe he has something in his heart, why don't you ask him? However, he is not very pleasant to talk to, otherwise he wouldn't have a good face with his face cut like that, I'm afraid he can't think of a good name. …”
Xu Kui thought of treating a dead horse as a living doctor. What if Fang Zheng'er had read the Eight Classics and could recite poems and compose poems? So I went to the accountant for advice.
Sikong picked at his ears: "...what do you want to name?"
"Mountain!" Xu Kui replied loudly, "After the girl cleaned the four Chai Mountains, they planted spice flowers. One mountain was all planted with lavender. When the flowers bloomed, it looked like a sea of purple mist, as beautiful as a fairyland; one mountain was all planted with lavender. The rosemary with small white flowers is also very beautiful; there are two more, with many flowers planted together, but I thought, calling it Baihua Mountain is not appropriate enough, after all, there are not so many varieties..."
Lala described to Sikong the four hills where spice flowers were grown, and finally pleaded: "Brother Sikong, if you can, please help me. If Brother Sikong encounters any difficulties in the future, I will do my best to help him." Give it a try..."
Sikong was so entangled by him that he picked up the brush and wrote a few words on the paper at random. He picked it up and blew on the wet ink before handing it to Xu Kui: "Take it if you don't mind!"
Xu Kui took it in his hand and examined it carefully before saying with a grimace: "Brother Sikong, your cursive handwriting is really crazy. I can't recognize a single word..."
Sikong: "..."
I had to write another one.
After reading it, Xu Kui chuckled and said, "I recognize it when it's written like this...Quefeng, Suyue, Qiuxiang, Qunfang, what a good name!"
He cupped his fist at Sikong to express his gratitude, then put the piece of paper into his arms like a treasure, and went back to the other courtyard to deliver the work without stopping.
Xu Yin raised her eyebrows when she received the four mountain names he presented. Not bad! Quite cultured.
Especially the name Que Feng. Purple was also called the color of Que Feng in ancient times. The vast swaths of purple that meet on this mountain are called Que Feng.
"I can't tell, Xu Kui, your cultural attainments are not low! Why don't you continue to study and get a degree?"
Xu Kuisheng was afraid that the girl would really pay for him to go to the academy to study and take exams, so he was so frightened that he quickly confessed to Sikong:
"Girl, to be honest, I didn't think of these names for you. It was Sikong, the accountant in our house, who came up with these names for me..."
"It turns out it's him..."
Xu Yin was quite impressed by the new accounting clerk.
The main thing was that face, it was so damaged that it was impossible to look at it.
In addition, the man seemed to be very timid. He always lowered his head when speaking and his voice was very soft. I didn’t expect that in addition to being good at calculating accounts and keeping accounts, I was also quite artistic.
"Since you are so thoughtful about naming those mountains, let's name them!"
From then on, the hilltop full of lavender was called Quefeng, the hilltop full of rosemary was called Suyue, the hilltop planted with dozens of spices was called Qiuxiang, and the No. 1 hilltop of the boutique flower cultivation base was called Qunfang.
