March 21, Spring Equinox.

The last time Monsaner returned to the capital, he returned to Lijiapo, and came to the capital again, informing Nanyichun City that Liuzi was ready to finish the game, so he had to go over and stare.

Nanyi was idle in the capital, and everything was staring at Masami Uchino, so he followed Mensaner to Chuncheng.

There are some hotels in Chuncheng with a long history, such as the Chunyi Hotel that Nanyi and Mon Saner are going to, and Ding Fengzhen, which is also called the Fourth Hotel by locals.

Chunyi Hotel, located in the radial circle of Chuncheng Railway Station, was formerly the "Chuncheng Yamato Hotel" built in 1907. It is the first of the four Yamato hotels built by the Japanese in the northeast.

It belongs to the earliest building on the northern section of Renmin Street at that time, which was now called "Central Connection", which silently watched this not-ancient city and had been through decades of vicissitudes.

Most of the main buildings built by Japanese in Chuncheng are in the "Hing Asian style" style, implying the intention of Japanese invasion and expansion. As the most advanced hotel at that time, the "Yamato Hotel" obviously cannot give people this style.

Too much oppression.

I don’t know whether it was intentional competition with Tsarist Russia or a coincidence of design concepts, when designers Ichida Kikujiro and Hirazawa designed the building, they adopted the most popular "Art Nouveau" style in the European architectural circle at that time, also known as the Vienna Separatist style.

The Ice City, which was within the sphere of influence of Tsarist Russia at that time, was the base camp of the "Art Nouveau" style of buildings in China.

Decades have passed, and Chunyi Hotel still retains the appearance of the "Yamato Hotel" at that time.

Although the interior has undergone many modern upgrades and renovations, the tall frames, narrow corridors, unique design stairs, and decades of new glazed murals can still give people a glimpse of the richness of history and the accumulation of culture.

The layout of the hotel rooms and conference halls has not changed, but the internal equipment and facilities have long been different from the past, and are more modern and luxurious.

More than ten years ago, this was a government reception hotel. After the name of Chunyi Hotel in 1975, this luxury hotel was also open to ordinary people and gradually realized its original function of market operations.

Nan Yi and Men Saner walked into the best room of Chunyi Hotel together. The heating in the room was very large and it was a little hot in their coats. The two took off their coats and sat on the sofa in the room wearing shirts.

"Have you agreed with Liuzi, when will he come?"

"It should be soon. I informed him in advance and he knew we were here today."

As Men San'er said, she started rummaging around the room and soon found a bottle of drink from the TV cabinet, opened the bottle cap and poured a large mouthful of it into her mouth, and then sprayed it out in a slight way.

"What does this taste like? It tastes like beer, sour."

"Gevas, the popular drink of Eastern European Soviet scholars, fermented with bread. What you should be in your hand is Qiulin brand, produced in Bingcheng." Nan Yi glanced at the bottle in Mon Saner's hand and said

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"I can't get used to the Russians' things. I've tried their vodka, and I've also tried it. I'm just drinking water."

Mon San'er put the bottle aside in depression, walked out of the room and asked the waiter for two bottles of boiling water, soaked two cups of tea and put it on the coffee table. She sat next to Nanyi, looking at the travel guide.

Yi said: "Is there anything interesting here?"

"Victory Park, do you want to go shopping?"

"It's boring to visit the park. If you want to talk about this park in Chuncheng, how can you compare with the ones in Beijing?"

"Then ask me."

"There is no place to play, where is the place to eat?"

"The Dingfeng we have seen just now is really the most distinctive here."

"That time..."

Knock knock knock knock knock.

"It should be Liuzi coming." Mensaner said.

Sure enough, when the school beauty opened the door, she was Liuzi who came in. The name was very nice and named Gu Jingsheng.

"Master Nan, Master Third."

"Jingsheng, don't be polite, hurry up and sit down." Nan Yi pointed to the chair opposite him and said.

"Why."

Liuzi agreed, moved the other chair against the wall outward, and sat opposite Nan Yi and Mon Saner.

"Two masters, you are here at the right time. There are also talented people here in Chuncheng. One is Guo Fengyi. What kind of courtesan competition is being held on Chuncheng Street? I want to take this opportunity to throw all the orchids in my hand."

"How many more are there in your hands?"

"Not many, there are still about 200 basins, all of which are high-quality products. According to the outside market, they can be sold at 50,000 to 150,000. I am just afraid that I will sell too quickly and keep the price down, so I have been slow.

It's slow to ship. Now, Guo Fengyi made such a fuss, and I happened to sell the goods quickly."

"Oh, Jingsheng, you've been here for so long, have you noticed who is pushing this behind the scenes?"

Liuzi lowered his voice and said, "I didn't know at first, but after a long time, I also thought about the smell. It should be the person you think that the path is very wild, the foundation is very deep, and the burial is quite deep.

Master Nan, I'm sorry, I don't know the specifics, I didn't dare to continue touching down."

"It's okay, it's right not to touch it down. It doesn't matter to me whether I know who they are. I'm just curious for a moment. Is the courtesan competition you mentioned now? "

"I am collecting flowers. I have to first select the grades of A, B, C and D. At least I have to be Class B to get to the next step. It's quite regular."

"Then let's go and see the fun. Liuzi, if you take us to the place, you will be busy with your own."

"Okay, Mr. Nan."

Liuzi took Nan Yi and Mensaner to Chuncheng Street and gave them some advice, and he ran away.

When Nan Yi and Men San'er walked towards the courtesan competition site, Song Laosan was also wrapped in a cotton monkey, holding a box, and following along the street.

Song Laosan, an ordinary worker in the county town below Chuncheng, has a poor real name. Since he is ranked third at home, over time, others have called him Song Laosan.

Two years ago, he responded to the call and raised two pots of orchids, which were very good at taking care of them. Recently, he heard that the flower market was popular and happened to be sick when he encountered my mother, so he thought about coming to Chuncheng to try his luck.

He inquired all the way and finally found the Hongqi Street Flower Market, but he did not see the legendary crowds and waved his hand like a shadow. Instead, people walked in one direction and quickly left the flower market.

"Brother, why is this flower market not open? Are people walking outside?" Song Laosan stopped a pedestrian and asked.

"It's an event there. Oh, you can start it and don't pull me!"

The other party pulled Song Laosan away and rushed to escape.

Song Laosan was not annoyed when he was left alone. He glanced at the flower market again and found that it was not too deserted. After he thought about it, he simply followed the direction of the large army.

Soon, people arrived at Chuncheng Street.

OK, when Song Laosan looked at it, it was crowded with people, like a sparrow that surrounded the cold.

After trying hard to squeeze out a few people, she could no longer get in. Song Laosan had to stand outside.

I saw a small space in front of the department store, standing alone, holding a thing in my hand and talking: "My name is Guo Fengyi, and many people may know me.

I have been growing flowers for more than ten years, from being penniless to having some achievements, and now I have my own flower company. It can be said that I have watched with my own eyes how Clivia's career has come step by step to this day.

I heard that the city is discussing the need to define Clivia as a market flower, and there are special regulations. The orchid transactions are subject to taxes and will be protected.

When I think about the vigorous development of our orchid career in Spring City, I feel so excited. I have today, and I cannot do without the help of many people...

In order to celebrate the prosperous era, give back to the elders of my hometown, and make some contributions to the Clivia cause, I specially invited two orchid experts to hold a Kao Competition.

Starting today, for five days, everyone voluntarily sign up for the competition and we make a judgment.

On the fifth day, we put the relatively high-quality Clivia selected from the previous competition together. Like the top scorer in ancient times, we also produced the top scorer, the top scorer, and the top scorer, and the top scorer in Tanhua.

The first place is the top scorer in the flower, which is our flower king. I will give you a private reward of 10,000 yuan; the second place is the second place, the second place is the second place, the second place is the second place, the third place is the third place, the third place is the Tianhua, the reward of 3,000 yuan..."

Buzzing!

Song Laosan could no longer hear what Guo Fengyi was saying. There was a hustle and bustle in his ears, and he was also filled with passion.

Ten thousand yuan, his monthly salary is fifty, six hundred a year, and he can save it for more than twenty years without eating or drinking. He only felt that his eyes were gray, his words seemed to have fallen, and the crowd seemed to be a little quiet, and then he fired a gun.

There was a sound, and everyone rushed forward with a bang.

Song Laosan pushed the person in front, but was also pushed by the person behind. He was not tall and had been arched off the ground and was arched forward by someone.

The confused Song Laosan was already empty at the moment. Suddenly, he felt a little hot, so he pulled open the cotton buttons of his cotton monkey and let the "hot wind" pour in.

Suddenly, my nose somehow itched, and I picked my little finger inside, and I pulled my nose out and wiped it on the cotton monkey to make my nose refreshed.

His eyes were staring at the front, watching people walking inside one by one. It was finally her turn to line up in front of the door, and just as she was about to walk inside, she was stopped.

“Registered?”

"ah?"

Song Laosan was stunned again.

"Five yuan registration fee first."

"Five pieces!"

Song Laosan's soul was out of his body and jumped three feet high. He wanted to give him an "electric gun" to the person who stopped him. Five dollars was enough to eat for half a month.

He wanted to leave, but saw that several people next to him had already paid in. He thought to himself: "I have a good spending. If I win the top scorer, it would be ten thousand!"

He was cruel and earnest, and paid the money to enter.

After entering, I queued up again, but there were a lot of railings, strung with ropes, and artificially divided into three rows.

He followed the team dizzyly, and when there were only a few people left in front, he saw a table inside, and a half-pulled young man was sitting next to him. There was a sign on the table with the name of the person on it.

"Class C, eliminated."

"I have raised flowers for more than half a year, so you can give it to C?" A bald man jumped out suddenly and shouted, "**Baby, be careful, I'll cut you, what's the point? I'll cheat money, right? I won't play with it.
To be continued...