Here, the Lord said this is a good thing

Chapter 13 Flowers

"Sir, would you like a flower?"

Flower girls like Jonna are not uncommon on the streets of Cedarville.

Their simple clothes, young looks, bright and moving flowers behind the flower baskets they hold in their arms, and their warm and lovely smiles are actually the "best" factors that help sell their flowers.

The same goes for Qiao Na. In the past two months, her flower sales have been very good and she has gained a lot. Her father, who came home tired after working all night, showed a smile of surprise and relief.

This is her greatest motivation for work and the best thing in her heart.

However, after having been in this business for a long time, Qiaona also vaguely has some work "skills" to help herself improve the efficiency of selling flowers.

For example, for a solitary gentleman who is well-dressed, she needs to provide one or two compliments about his clothing and temperament before selling flowers, and appropriately express his admiration and admiration with his eyes.

If they are passersby with a female companion, this is one of Qiao Na's favorite customers. As long as they shyly express their envy to their female companion, they can make a deal.

And for some pedestrians who were frowning or in a bad mood, Qiao Na also had a way to deal with them. She learned a lot of soothing words from old newspapers and nuns in the church.

Sometimes, when customers smile, the clouds disappear, and Qiao Na feels that her work seems noble.

In addition to these working skills, Joanna also found that compared to Mrs. Anderson’s flower shop, which she had always gone to to get flowers, the flowers from the newly opened flower shop at No. 71 Boulevard next door seemed to be more beautiful. Easy to sell.

Just like now, this passerby had no intention of paying attention to Qiao Na. He just passed by Qiao Na in a hurry. Qiao Na was also ready to greet the next passerby.

But he glanced at the flowers in the flower basket held by Qiao Na, and suddenly turned around involuntarily and bought the most dazzling red rose in Qiao Na's flower basket for a high price of one gold pound.

After confirming that there was no need to give change, Qiao Na bowed to this generous guest, and showed the beautiful scenery hidden behind the flower basket she held on her chest to her heart's content.

This is also Qiao Na's special service for such young and wealthy customers. According to Qiao Na's "experience", such customers will easily become her repeat customers.

It would be even better if she had better luck and got a wonderful marriage like Ruiti or Nansley.

"Thank you for your patronage."

"Well, did you get your flowers from the florist?"

This young guest seemed to behave differently from what Qiao Na thought.

Previous guests would subconsciously smell the flowers and enjoy their fragrance, and then expect Joanna to straighten up slowly when she expresses her gratitude.

But this guest, after he paid, didn't look at Joanna again, and kept looking at the rose in his hand.

The hand holding the rose was stretched straight out at an angle, and he didn't smell it at all, as if he didn't want to get too close to the flower.

Qiao Na was a little confused, but considering the price of one pound, she still said to him gently: "Yes, I got the flowers from the newly opened flower shop at No. 71 Boulevard, next door."

What she does is a mobile customer base, and she doesn't mind if customers come to the flower shop to buy more flowers. This is one of the reasons why the flower shop is willing to provide cheap flowers to flower girls like them.

After hearing the address of the flower shop, the customer left, apparently heading straight for the boulevard.

Qiao Na didn't think too much. She lowered her head slightly and smelled the mixed fragrance of various flowers in the flower basket, with a look of relief and enjoyment in her eyes.

Where she couldn't see, specifically, between her beautiful blue pupils, there was a faint trace of an unknown flower, blooming vaguely.

When the next "active" and "generous" guest arrived, Qiao Na bowed longer.

There was indeed a flower shop at No. 71 Boulevard. The young man holding roses stood at the door of the flower shop for a second, then opened the door and walked in.

"jingle!"

The doorbell on the inside of the shop door rang as he pushed the door open. The young man holding his breath glanced at the flower shop, but did not see the owner.

He carefully avoided all plants placed on the ground, whether they were petals or green leaves, and he did not let anything touch his clothes.

"Welcome...hello?"

Next to the counter with many pots of flowers, a young lady walked out of the door leading to the depths of the store.

She was dressed like a gardener, with a scarf and gloves, and she was holding a pair of scissors with a large handle and a short and small blade.

What's interesting is that she is obviously younger than those flower girls, but her eyes are full of depth that only a mature woman can have.

Maybe she could put on a gorgeous dress and mature makeup and attend Mayor Cedarville's banquet.

The young customer who came into the shop was also very special in the eyes of the female flower shop owner.

It was not because a customer came into the flower shop with a rose that was sold from her, but because the arrival of this young man made the scissors in her hand tremble slightly.

"Hi, may I help you?"

The female shopkeeper came behind the counter, put the scissors on the counter without leaving a trace, and then gave the young man a professional smile.

"These are the flowers you sell here. Did you grow them yourself?"

The young man raised the roses in his hands and placed them on the counter.

The delicate red rose just rested on the cutting edge of the scissors. The short and small cutting edge reflected the red color of the rose.

The female shopkeeper glanced at the rose with an undiminished smile, took off her headscarf, let her mature wavy blond hair fall down, and replied to the young man:

"Yes."

The young man's eyes suddenly became different, and his chest, which had not been rising, began to rise and fall, indicating that he was no longer holding his breath.

Moreover, after he started breathing, some scalding heat waves actually spurted out from his nostrils.

Some sparks burst out of his nostrils and landed on the roses on the counter.

A little spark turned the whole rose into ashes in an instant.

The counter below was intact, and the cutting edges of the scissors were still shining red.

It was obvious that the rose had been melted down.

"Are you the "Gardener"?"

The young man spoke with a hoarse voice and sparks shooting out of his mouth.

"Yes, you are a "blacksmith"?"

The female shopkeeper answered and asked questions calmly, the smile on her face never leaving.

She inadvertently reached out and touched the roses on the counter, and the ashes fell into the flower pot under the counter.

"You are not welcome in Cedarville."

The young man finally told his reasons.

"Oh?"

The female store manager didn't seem to notice the threat in his words, and just smiled to herself: "Haha, my flower shop has been open for two months, and the business has been good."

The words that came out of her mouth made the young man's eyes suddenly become serious. He looked at the female shopkeeper cautiously, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and more and more sparks were scattered.The air was filled with the smell of burning flames and the fragrance of flowers blooming, which was surprisingly distinct.

"I'll be back."

The young man never dared to fight with her in her flower shop. He faced the female shopkeeper who kept laughing and backed away slowly. Even if the flowers and green leaves at his feet touched his clothes, he no longer cared.

"jingle!"

He opened the door and left the flower shop.

The female shopkeeper looked at the young man running away and finally stopped smiling.

She stretched out her beautiful body from behind the counter and glanced down.

The young man's retreating steps left a string of scorched marks on the floor of her shop.

"Tsk, unqualified flower fertilizer..."

The female store manager muttered something and returned to the back, took out a dustpan and broom, and swept away the footprints.

At the same time, in the vegetable shop No. 71 next to the flower shop No. 72, two young women who looked like sisters came.

"Believe me, the priest is really a good man!"

"Yes, yes, I believe you, but I already have a job, why should I work as a maid for a priest?"

Yulia replied to her sister. She was dragged here by Julie, and now she saw the dazzling array of vegetables in the vegetable shop, and she showed an even more dissatisfied expression.

Julie put on serious clothes to see her today. She was quite happy at first, thinking that her sister had finally found a high-quality long-term meal ticket and was going to inform her of the wedding date.

As a result, the long-term meal ticket seems to be real, but is it working as a maid for a church priest?
Goddess on top!

Although I have never prayed to you, please tell me that my sister is not crazy!
Goddess on top!

My sister even asked me to come along and work as a maid for that priest?

Julie never listened to Yulia's refusal. She just took her sister, who was more nocturnal than herself but never talked to men, from her residence and brought her to the nearest vegetable store.

"No picky eaters! Look at you!"

No one knows her sister better than Julie, and the changes in Yulia's expression cannot escape her eyes.

Yulia could only roll her eyes. She was originally prepared to receive the education of her sister's love again, and let Julie use her bulging front and back to degrade her barren and thin figure again.

But Julie did not follow up. She called the shopkeeper over, ordered a lot of vegetables in one go, and then took out a 50 gold pound note to pay in front of Yulia.

The gleaming gold pound made Yulia's eyes widen, and she couldn't help but swallow hard.

Haha, they are sisters.

While waiting for the surprised and attentive shopkeeper to find change, Julie smiled mysteriously at her sister, opened her pocket for her sister, and motioned for her to take a look inside.

Yulia swore that she had never seen so much money in her life!

"you……"

Her voice was stuttering and she couldn't speak a complete sentence, but her eyes were questioning her sister: You didn't go to be a maid for the priest, but you went to be a maid for the goddess, right?
"This is one month's salary."

Julie whispered in Yulia's ear, and added: "The priest agreed, if you come too, you will also have this salary!"

After saying that, Julie raised her head and looked at her stunned sister with a smile, who even stopped breathing.

Haha, they are sisters!

"My... dear sister, you will help me pack my things, right?"

This amount of salary made Yulia completely lose all judgment.

"Humph, of course, but you have to accompany me to buy good things, and then we will hire a carriage to carry your things. Oh, by the way, the priest's house has everything. You can just bring your own clothes and personal belongings. , the house can be returned later.”

"Hmm."

Yulia nodded vigorously to Julie, she listened to her sister in everything.

But the next second, she scratched her head subconsciously, leaned into her sister's ear, and asked her sister to buy her some clothes suitable for the maids of the noble families.

"Okay! But..."

Thinking back on last night's wonderful experience, Julie nodded and agreed that she needed some of these outfits too.

But she quickly made another turn and looked at her sister with a smile, her eyes were particularly playful, and she cast a loving and educational gaze on her sister's thin and barren figure.

Yulia immediately felt sincere regret for her previous self, for not listening to her sister's words, eating more vegetables, drinking milk, not being picky about food, and eating well.

Yulia, who was a little lost, followed Julie out of the vegetable store. Julie noticed that the flowers in the flower shop next door were very beautiful, and immediately suggested: "Let's buy some flowers for the priest's house!"

"Oh, oh."

Yulia glanced at the flower shop and let her sister lead her there.

"jingle!"

"Oh! Welcome! You two beautiful ladies, please see what flowers you need. I will come as soon as I finish sweeping the floor."

The female shopkeeper said hello to the sisters and continued to sweep her floor.

Julie smelled the fragrance of flowers in the store, and while feeling relaxed and happy, she was also ready to choose some potted flowers that were easy to care for.

"Eh?"

But Yulia didn't know what happened. The two sisters held hands together, and the sister suddenly burst out with strength that Julie couldn't refuse. With a "ding bell", she dragged Julie out of the flower shop and quickly Go far.

"Eh?"

The female shopkeeper raised her head when she heard the noise. The figures of the two female customers had quickly disappeared outside.

The shorter customer suddenly turned around and looked at the female shopkeeper through the glass window of the flower shop, which was more than ten meters away.

The female shopkeeper saw a symbol like words in the customer's eyes.

Then she turned around and walked away with her companions.

The female store manager lowered her head without paying much attention, continued sweeping the floor, and murmured to herself with interest:

"Haha, what happened today? First the "blacksmith", then the "booksmith"... Hmm... I don't know if there is a "carpenter" in Cedarville. My flower pond needs to be expanded..."

The silver-white light on the blade of the pair of scissors placed on the counter of the flower shop was slowly fading away.

(End of this chapter)