That night, Ruan Tinghe tossed and turned, unable to imagine what kind of good antique she could buy with her meager savings.

What if you want to please a traditional Chinese medicine doctor but don't have any antiques?

She couldn't possibly trade her Yixing teapot, which was worth no more than 100,000 yuan in its original price, for an antique, could she?

Moreover, ordinary antiques cannot compare to relics!

That night, she dreamt of constantly giving gifts to the old Chinese medicine doctor, only to be repeatedly driven away by him.

"what!"

In her dream, Ruan Tinghe was pushed out and fell to the ground with a thud.

In reality, Ruan Tinghe exclaimed and sat up on the soft bed.

She was covered in sweat and panting heavily; even though it was just a dream, she felt physically and mentally exhausted.

The younger child, who was still sitting on the carpet drawing on the alarm clock, nervously climbed onto the bed. "Mommy, did you have a nightmare? Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll protect you!"

Erbao hugged Ruan Tinghe tightly, his small body like a little sun, warming Ruan Tinghe.

Ruan Tinghe felt much calmer, and she gently patted the back of Erbao's head.

"Mommy's okay, is the baby still drawing?"

The two separated, and the younger child's face was full of distress. "Mommy, this is so difficult. What if I can't draw it?"

Ruan Tinghe said indulgently, "It's okay if Erbao can't draw it. Erbao is already very amazing!"

"No, I must draw it!" The distress vanished instantly, leaving only determination on her small face.

"Good luck, Erbao! Mom believes in you!"

After changing her clothes, Ruan Tinghe asked, "Erbao, where did your older brother and younger sister go?"

"We planted flowers downstairs because my great-grandmother said the yard was bare and didn't look good, so she asked someone for some flowers to plant."

Ruan Tinghe went outside and looked down, and sure enough, she saw a big boy and two little ones playing in the mud in the yard with their bottoms sticking out. Grandma Qin was washing vegetables at the kitchen door, and she kept telling them to dig deeper so as not to damage the roots.

"Grandma Qin, winter is coming soon, will it be possible to plant now?" Ruan Tinghe asked, leaning on the railing.

Grandma Qin looked up at her and said, "It's alright, just let the children play. If they don't survive, we can plant them again in the spring. Anyway, these flower roots will be thrown away if we don't plant them."

Ruan Tinghe went downstairs and washed up while listening to Grandma Qin continue to explain, "These flowers and plants were dug up and thrown away by Cui Aiguo's family. I picked them up and planted them for the children to play with."

"Does Officer Cui grow a lot of flowers at home?"

"Yes, he always loves to fuss over these flowers and plants, they're everywhere in the house! But then they found a venomous snake in the family compound, and his wife was worried that the plants might be hiding snakes, so she made him clean them all up."

"Would he agree?"

"How could I refuse?" Grandma Qin said sarcastically. "Don't let his powerful image outside fool you; at home, he still has to listen to his wife!"

Ruan Tinghe never expected that someone as serious as Secretary Cui would have such a gentle and quiet hobby as growing flowers, and that he was also henpecked!

"Hehe, what flowers do you like? Let's go to his house and buy them!"

Ruan Tinghe thought for a moment and suddenly realized a very crucial point.

She remembered that the old Chinese medicine doctor's family also grew flowers, but it seemed that they were all orchids.

If she caters to his tastes and gives him orchids, would that work?

"Grandma Qin," Ruan Tinghe asked urgently, "Does Officer Cui grow orchids at home?"

"Yes, you want it? I'll take you to get it!"

Grandma Qin was a woman of action; she grabbed Ruan Tinghe and headed outside.

When they arrived at Officer Cui's home, Officer Cui felt genuine heartache as everyone carried potted plants out of the house.

"Honey, can't you just clear out half? Leave me some!"

His wife was plump and had a wealthy look on her face. At that moment, she was sitting at the door with her legs crossed, eating oranges. She showed no mercy to Officer Cui's request.

"No way! If there's one poisonous snake, there are bound to be others! You've filled the house with flowers and plants; you wouldn't even know if a poisonous snake was hiding inside!"

"No, I take care of it every day."

"It's precisely because you're taking care of it every day that it's unsafe!" Mrs. Cui flicked her wrist, throwing an orange peel at Cui's face. "What if it bites you? You'll die! That's a poisonous snake!"

"I……"

"Stop talking, I won't agree to anything you say! It has to be cleaned up!"

"Can I keep just five pots? I only want my peonies and orchids!"

If there hadn't been so many people there, Officer Cui would have knelt down and begged his wife.

When Cui's wife saw Qiao Xiaqing and Grandma Qin, she quickly greeted them, "Grandma, you're here! What would you like? I'll have Old Cui dig some for you!"

Officer Cui's face darkened. "Wife, you're ruthless!"

Not only should we send away his flowers and plants, but we should also make him dig them up himself!

Mrs. Cui ate her oranges smugly. "Alright, I'll let you keep two pots of flowers, okay? Go pick them out, the rest are all to be taken away."

Standing in front of his beloved flowers, Secretary Cui carefully selected five pots, then two more, and gritted his teeth, not daring to look at the rest again, for fear of being unable to part with them.

Ruan Tinghe immediately took a liking to the three potted plants that Cui had left over: two orchids and one peony.

She couldn't name the variety of the flower, but she figured that since Secretary Cui liked it so much, it must be something special.

"Officer Cui, are you selling these three potted plants?"

Cui's wife: "Why sell? Just take it!"

"No, I didn't grow these flowers myself; I want to give them away."

Her meaning was clear: she was giving it away so that if Secretary Cui ever regretted it and wanted it back, she wouldn't be able to get it back.

Mrs. Cui fell silent. She didn't want so many flowers to grow at home, so she asked the people in the family compound to take them back and plant them there. That way, her husband could go to whichever house he wanted to see a particular flower.

Even if a seed dies, it will die in the family compound.

If you give it away, you'll never see it again.

Ruan Tinghe also saw through the couple's thoughts, so she offered her own bargaining chips.

"I can buy it with money, or I can exchange it for something else."

The living room door was open, and Ruan Tinghe immediately noticed the purple clay teapot and tea set on the coffee table.

"I have a set of unused Yixing clay teapots; can I trade them for these three potted plants?"

In later generations, the price of some orchids was no less than that of Yixing teapots, and some orchids even fetched astronomical prices.

Therefore, Ruan Tinghe did not think it would be a loss to exchange a set of Yixing teapots for a few pots of flowers.

Officer Cui became interested. Since he couldn't keep the flowers anyway, he might as well take a look at the Yixing teapots and tea sets. His wife couldn't possibly stop him from drinking tea!

"What kind of Yixing teapot/tea set?"

"Wait a moment, I'll go back and get it!"

Ruan Tinghe jogged back to the Yin family home, pretending to take the tea set from home.

When he returned, Officer Cui was immediately struck by the beauty of the purple clay teapot.

"This...this craftsmanship is truly excellent!"

When Secretary Cui held the box containing the purple clay teapot, his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"Which master made this?"

As he reached out to pick it up and examine it, he immediately stopped when he was about to touch it, remembering that it wasn't his own yet.

Ruan Tinghe had no idea what kind of master made it; she simply didn't understand!

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