After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 41 041 Wild Rose

Zhao Yuanle was a little curious, and wanted to go over to have a look, but the widow Yu sighed, trying to stop her, but didn't know what to say.

Zhao Yuanle just ran over there, but he didn't see anyone when he got there.

However, she smelled a smell.

The smell on different people is different. If it is a family, the smell on the body is very similar, but you can find the difference when you smell it carefully.

The smell of someone's body remained here, indicating that someone was there just now, and this person should have stood here for a while.

Zhao Yuanle remembered this taste, turned around and went back, smiling at Widow Yu who was hiding her worries in her eyes.

"I didn't see anyone, maybe it's some kind of bird."

Widow Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then she returned to smiling.

"There are flowers here, do you want them?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded hurriedly.

She and Widow Yu walked over and saw that there were many flowers and plants planted in the forest, as well as some common daily herbs. The path in the middle was very clean, and it was often cleared by someone.

Before getting inside, Zhao Yuanle smelled a strong fragrance.

When the two walked in, they saw that the side of the slope was covered with bright flowers.

After approaching, Zhao Yuanle saw a bamboo grid under the flowers, which was convenient for vines to climb.

Zhao Yuanle: "You planted these, and they bloom so beautifully."

Widow Yu smiled and said: "It was planted when I just got married. When I have nothing to do, I will come to fix it. If you like it, you can discount more."

Zhao Yuanle looked at the flowers carefully.

"It's a wild rose."

Widow Yu was stunned: "Wild Rose?"

What is this?
She has never heard of it.

Zhao Yuanle pointed to the flowers of these wild roses and introduced: "Look, this leaf is wrinkled, has many thorns, and the color is light pink and purple. This is a rose."

Widow Yu suddenly said: "Oh, this is a rose. I thought the roses I planted were not good. I see that the flowers of other roses are all red, with several layers of petals, big and beautiful."

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

"The rose is like this, you are a rose."

Looking at the lush roses that bloomed all over the side, some ideas for making money popped up in Zhao Yuanle's mind.

She asked Widow Yu: "You don't usually pick this flower?"

The widow nodded.

"I think it opens as soon as it opens. Usually I don't fold it. I just like to look at it here. Sometimes I may fold two and put it next to the pillow."

Zhao Yuanle's eyes had begun to light up.

She asked Widow Yu: "Then, can I pick all these?"

"Ah?" Widow Yu was a little surprised, but she didn't have any opinion: "You can pick them all if you like."

Zhao Yuanle introduced to the widow solemnly.

"These flowers are very valuable. I want to pick them up to make money. Then I will share half with you."

The widow Yu smiled.

"What are these flowers worth? If you like them, pick them all up. I don't want your money."

She felt that Zhao Yuanle was really like a child, whenever he thought about it, he thought about it.

But since Zhao Yuanle wants it, she can help.

With that said, Widow Yu was going to go home to get scissors and a basket.

Zhao Yuanle walked beside her and explained to her seriously.

"Really, I won't lie to you. These flowers can be used in many ways. You can make essential oils, dry them to make tea, or weave flower baskets and sell them. You can make money."

The widow smiled lightly.

"I don't know that this flower can make oil? You can drink it for making tea, and you can also make flower baskets, but how many people will buy it with money?"

She doesn't think there is anyone here who is willing to spend money on this kind of food that is not very hungry. Maybe there are some in the county, but how many are there?
Zhao Yuanle: "There is always someone who is stupid and has a lot of money. Someone in the county should buy it. I will go to the county and ask my eldest sister."

Widow Yu nodded slightly: "Indeed, some people don't take it seriously if they have a lot of money."

Soon, two people came here with scissors and bamboo baskets.

Zhao Yuanle looked at these roses, pink and purple, but he didn't see white.

Widow Yu asked, "Do you want flower bones?"

Zhao Yuanle shook his head.

"I don't want flower bones, as long as they are in bloom, I will pick them after they bloom in the future."

Widow Yu went up with the scissors. She was taller than the current Zhao Yuanle and could reach the top flower.

One person picks the flowers, and one person continues below.

Zhao Yuanle was holding a bamboo basket, and while picking flowers, he was talking to Widow Yu about the uses of rose essential oil.

"I just need to steam it with something special, but I don't have one at home, so I'm going to make rose water."

Widow Yu looked down at Zhao Yuanle: "What is pure dew?"

Zhao Yuanle thought for a while, and said: "It is to boil the dried roses in water, put a bowl on the surface of the water, and cover a big bowl on top, and cover it tightly. When the water boils, put some ice in the big bowl above.

We don't have ice here, so we can just get cold water.It kept burning like this until the rose petals were white, and the small bowl inside was filled with pure dew. "

"Oh…"

Yu widow seems to understand but not understand.

Zhao Yuanle: "The main thing is that I don't know if this rose is edible. If it is edible, it can also be made into rose sauce, rose cream or something."

Widow Yu didn't know if the roses could be eaten.

"I haven't eaten either."

The two of them were talking, and slowly picked all the blooming roses, and filled the bamboo basket three times.

In the end, Zhao Yuanle looked at the roses in front of him with a big dustpan, and was worried.

"I can't seem to fit my back strap."

Hearing this, Widow Yu brought a big cloth bag from the house.

She asked, "Is this rose afraid of being crushed?"

Zhao Yuanle shook his head: "It doesn't matter, it's all going to be dried anyway."

that's good...

Widow Yu took out the cloth pocket, and put all the roses in it with smooth hands and feet.

"This bag is big enough to hold everything in it. When the time comes, the opening will be fastened, and none of the flowers will fall."

Zhao Yuanle looked at the sun and roughly estimated the time. It should be around ten o'clock now.

Her stomach growled.

Widow Yu heard it and asked quickly, "Are you hungry? Would you like me to serve you a bowl of noodles?"

Zhao Yuanle slapped his head.

"I forgot."

She took out steamed buns and vegetable dumplings from her cloth bag.

When Widow Yu saw Wowotou, she persisted and asked again: "I still have noodles here, why don't I give you a bowl to eat?"

Zhao Yuanle quickly shook his head.

"I don't want to eat. It will be noon soon. I ate this and went back to have lunch."

Seeing that Zhao Yuanle refused, Widow Yu did not have the confidence to speak a third time.

While talking, Zhao Yuanle took a bite of the cornbread, and his expression paused.

Hi... it's really bad.

She really wants to be rich and eat quickly.

But widow Yu is not living well, so she doesn't like to eat other people's flour.

Zhao Yuanle almost choked to death after eating a few mouthfuls of Wowotou. After eating, she rolled up her sleeves and went to the side to cut pigweed with a sling on her back.

(End of this chapter)