NOVEL WEB The fake daughter after rebirth is the real group favorite
Chapter 11 The flowers she raised are worth 1 million
"Where do these flowers come from?"
Qin Anran walked to the balcony, raised his hand and gently stroked the leaves of one of the potted flowers.
The leaves are like jasper, with circles of mosquito-repellent incense-like dark purple lines hidden on the back. The flowers are somewhat like peony, but the whole body of the flower is a slightly translucent dark purple.
This flower... is [Requiem]?
This is the main ingredient for making requiem. She has been looking for it for a long time but has not found it. Why is it here?
Qin Anran stroked the leaves, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Can the Jiang family be rich enough to place such precious flowers casually on the balcony of Jiang Sheng's room?
"These should be planted by Jiang Sheng. If you don't want to see them, An Ran, I'll ask the servant to throw them away right away."
Chen Keling took a look at the flowers. They looked strange. She didn't know where Jiang Sheng got the hybrids.
"No, I still have use for these. Move them all to my room."
Qin Anran put down the hand caressing the leaves, turned around and told Wu Ma to move carefully.
She stepped aside and looked at Chen Keling. After a moment of hesitation, she couldn't help asking her doubts.
"Mom, has Jiang Sheng... also been exposed to perfume?"
In this world, perfumery is a noble profession. Even a low-level perfumer can jump from poverty to rich society in one fell swoop.
It can be said that the most popular and hottest industry in the world is perfumer.It's a pity that people without talent can't even enter the lower level.
If Jiang Sheng was a perfumer, why would the Jiang family let her leave?
"Perfumer?"
Chen Keling was stunned for a moment, showing disdain.
"How can she compare with you? Not everyone can be a perfumer. Jiang Sheng is just a waste with no merit."
After Qin Anran heard this, he felt relieved for some reason.
Yes, the threshold for perfumers is so high. There are less than 2 people in the world. How could Jiang Sheng just be one?
She had never heard of Jiang Sheng's name in the world of perfumery. She must have gotten this precious pot of [Requiem] by accident.
Jiang Sheng's luck was really good. The potted flower alone was probably sold for [-] million, and it was still highly priced. She searched for half a year and still couldn't find it.
It's a pity that Jiang Sheng is short-sighted. If this kind of thing falls into Jiang Sheng's hands, it will be completely useless.
Not only this pot, but several other pots of weed-like grass are also rare plants, and each one is valuable.
The entire villa combined may not be as valuable as these flowers and plants.
"These flowers and plants are not good-looking either. If you like to grow flowers, An Ran, my mother will buy you some pots of beautiful and noble flowers some other day."
Chen Keling looked at the flowers and plants on the balcony with some disgust.
Qin Anran smiled, "I like this kind of flower, and I just need this pot of flower now. It is very important to me."
Chen Keling didn't know what this flower was. She wanted to throw it away just because it was a hybrid flower, but Jiang Sheng picked it up again.
She thought it was just a pot of flowers, but she didn't bother to throw it away a second time. Now she was a little glad that she didn't throw it away.
Qin Anran looked at the flowers and recalled the steps for preparing Requiem in his mind.
With this pot of [Requiem], she no longer has to prepare a low-end version of Requiem.
In this way, the illness of the neighbor next door should be alleviated a lot, and maybe it can be completely suppressed.
Thinking of the indifferent but stunning face in his memory, Qin Anran curled up his lips.
She always felt that although the neighbor lived in Leisure Village to recuperate, his status must be extraordinary...
[Author's digression]: Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 have been revised, because digging out kidneys and throwing them in the trash can is too... um... If you are interested, you can go back and read it again.
Qin Anran walked to the balcony, raised his hand and gently stroked the leaves of one of the potted flowers.
The leaves are like jasper, with circles of mosquito-repellent incense-like dark purple lines hidden on the back. The flowers are somewhat like peony, but the whole body of the flower is a slightly translucent dark purple.
This flower... is [Requiem]?
This is the main ingredient for making requiem. She has been looking for it for a long time but has not found it. Why is it here?
Qin Anran stroked the leaves, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Can the Jiang family be rich enough to place such precious flowers casually on the balcony of Jiang Sheng's room?
"These should be planted by Jiang Sheng. If you don't want to see them, An Ran, I'll ask the servant to throw them away right away."
Chen Keling took a look at the flowers. They looked strange. She didn't know where Jiang Sheng got the hybrids.
"No, I still have use for these. Move them all to my room."
Qin Anran put down the hand caressing the leaves, turned around and told Wu Ma to move carefully.
She stepped aside and looked at Chen Keling. After a moment of hesitation, she couldn't help asking her doubts.
"Mom, has Jiang Sheng... also been exposed to perfume?"
In this world, perfumery is a noble profession. Even a low-level perfumer can jump from poverty to rich society in one fell swoop.
It can be said that the most popular and hottest industry in the world is perfumer.It's a pity that people without talent can't even enter the lower level.
If Jiang Sheng was a perfumer, why would the Jiang family let her leave?
"Perfumer?"
Chen Keling was stunned for a moment, showing disdain.
"How can she compare with you? Not everyone can be a perfumer. Jiang Sheng is just a waste with no merit."
After Qin Anran heard this, he felt relieved for some reason.
Yes, the threshold for perfumers is so high. There are less than 2 people in the world. How could Jiang Sheng just be one?
She had never heard of Jiang Sheng's name in the world of perfumery. She must have gotten this precious pot of [Requiem] by accident.
Jiang Sheng's luck was really good. The potted flower alone was probably sold for [-] million, and it was still highly priced. She searched for half a year and still couldn't find it.
It's a pity that Jiang Sheng is short-sighted. If this kind of thing falls into Jiang Sheng's hands, it will be completely useless.
Not only this pot, but several other pots of weed-like grass are also rare plants, and each one is valuable.
The entire villa combined may not be as valuable as these flowers and plants.
"These flowers and plants are not good-looking either. If you like to grow flowers, An Ran, my mother will buy you some pots of beautiful and noble flowers some other day."
Chen Keling looked at the flowers and plants on the balcony with some disgust.
Qin Anran smiled, "I like this kind of flower, and I just need this pot of flower now. It is very important to me."
Chen Keling didn't know what this flower was. She wanted to throw it away just because it was a hybrid flower, but Jiang Sheng picked it up again.
She thought it was just a pot of flowers, but she didn't bother to throw it away a second time. Now she was a little glad that she didn't throw it away.
Qin Anran looked at the flowers and recalled the steps for preparing Requiem in his mind.
With this pot of [Requiem], she no longer has to prepare a low-end version of Requiem.
In this way, the illness of the neighbor next door should be alleviated a lot, and maybe it can be completely suppressed.
Thinking of the indifferent but stunning face in his memory, Qin Anran curled up his lips.
She always felt that although the neighbor lived in Leisure Village to recuperate, his status must be extraordinary...
[Author's digression]: Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 have been revised, because digging out kidneys and throwing them in the trash can is too... um... If you are interested, you can go back and read it again.
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