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Orchid fragrance at the beginning of knowing Orchid

Published: 2024-11-05 Author: mysheen
Last Updated: 2024/11/05, Carry forward the national orchid culture and spread the knowledge of orchids four years ago, on a Saturday in spring, I strolled around the flower market in the provincial capital as usual, looking for what I liked among the stumps transported by mountain farmers. the sun was warm in early spring.

Carry forward the national orchid culture and spread the knowledge of orchids

On a Saturday in spring four years ago, I strolled around the flower market in the provincial capital as usual, looking for what I liked among the stumps transported by mountain farmers. the sun was warm in early spring, and people became more and more lazy. Walking in the bonsai stump trading area, I met many familiar faces, saying hello to each other, bustling with each other, full of sparrow plum, hammer elm, five-needle pine, working alone, working more, cliff branches, and various postures; the price of stumps in the past two years has also gone up, and the quality is not as good as it used to be. Suddenly found that several people were arguing about something, joined the fun and squeezed forward. It turned out that it was a Zhejiang man who was selling bluegrass. At that time, he only knew that that person was selling Chunlan. The Zhejiang people said to the nearest person, "Don't worry that I sell downhill grass. The lowest asking price for this grass is 200 yuan, otherwise I won't sell it." Looking at the grass in his hand, I didn't see anything for a long time, but I just listened to him say what kind of petal it was, and the two rare grasses were inconspicuous. Twenty years ago, I just went to work and planted a bucket of bluegrass in an abandoned tin bucket, when the smell of orchid entered my mind.

In the past, I often bought some grass in the market, 50 cents, one yuan a flower arrow, just to smell the fragrance of orchids. I have also heard that orchids are valuable, but I have never seen them. Orchids and bonsai are sold in different areas in the market, and many people are often seen bustling around the Orchid Pavilion without paying much attention. After squatting for a long time in this pile of people, I took out a few cigarettes and handed them condoms to a few people who seemed to understand them very well. These "masters" said that I was dewy in petal shape, butterfly flower and crystal, and nodded in an air of knowing and modesty.

Zhejiang people think that I am a novice, looking for a long time to take out a grass and said: brother cheap you, give 30 yuan to take it, but also said a lot of characteristics of grass. I can't say it at all. I pretended to be generous, took out the money and left with the grass, still muttering to myself: 30 yuan can buy a good stake.

I moved two years ago and lived in a building. The small balconies with walls on both sides are full of bonsai with large pots and small pots. The environment is poor, the humidity is low, most of them are lifeless, and they often have to be moved up and down, not to mention much trouble. watering every day affects the lives of neighbors. I've been wanting to change things for a long time, but I haven't found a suitable one. I seem to have a clue today. The next day, also Sunday morning, I went straight to the Orchid Pavilion. Hundreds of people were huddled together, and some people turned over in the haystack of mountain farmers. Some people looked left and right with grass, facing the sun, and looked carefully with a magnifying glass, as if there were diamonds hidden inside. Some people were bargaining loudly, blushing for five or ten dollars. Some people looked serious and told some people around them something. There are also people who purely come to buy grass and smell incense, hurriedly choose a few trees and turn their heads and go.

When he was a newcomer, he dared not speak. When he saw someone talking, he gathered around quietly to listen to what they were saying. When he saw others paying attention to a blade of grass, he stood by and looked at it. When the others put it down, they pretended to pick it up and examined it carefully. A mountain farmer in his 40s said to a flower girl, "look at your grass. It's a little sweeping. Come forward quickly and see that there is a little yellow on the leaf tip of a grass. Write it down secretly in my heart."

 
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