The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Chapter 104, Flower Shop l

Daohua’s flower shop opened before the Mid Autumn Festival arrived.

Regarding this, the reactions from various factions of the Yan Family were mixed.

Yan Zhigao didn’t pay much attention to the happenings in the backcourtyard, and unless it was a matter of importance, he wouldn’t care much. After knowing that the money to buy the shop was earned by Daohua herself, he left her to her own devices.

The people from the second house looked on with disapproval.

In their opinion, only a minority of people would buy flowers, and even with good pricing, making money would not be easy; moreover, flowers are difficult to maintain and could easily succumb to disease or wither if not properly cared for.

Before the opening of the shop, Yan Zhiyuan and the Sun Family had tried to persuade Daohua to do business in what they saw as profitable ventures and even wanted to take over managing the shop themselves.

After failing to persuade her, they stood aside with the attitude of onlookers, seemingly waiting for Daohua’s flower shop to close down.

The third house’s response was to silently support her. Transplanting flowers, choosing pots, and transporting soil were all tasks Yan Zhiqiang busied himself with.

As for the Auntie Lin from the Shuangxin Courtyard, besides pitying Yan Yishuang in front of Yan Zhigao, she could only dryly observe.

Madam Li was the most concerned about this matter. The butler was personally acquired through a letter she wrote to her eldest brother, Li Xingchang. Although Daohua could treat running the shop as a hobby, she couldn’t afford to do so.

She had to consider her daughter’s future; the Yan Family’s foundation was as such, and even if they started accumulating wealth now, how much could be saved? Not to mention, there were quite a few people of the Sun generation in the Yan Family.

The shop would inevitably be used for her daughter’s dowry in the future, so it had to be managed well.

On the first day the flower shop opened, Daohua dressed as a man and personally oversaw the situation from behind the scenes.

The flowers she cultivated were nourished with special soil from her space, blooming luxuriously and vibrantly, drawing the attention of many passersby.

However, that was mostly limited to looking; few actually spent silver to purchase.

Regarding this, Daohua wasn’t worried. Life wasn’t easy for the common people in ancient times, and before opening the shop, she hadn’t intended to sell flowers to the ordinary folk. Her target customers were those with disposable income who had an appreciation for elegance, such as scholars, literati, and sons and daughters from wealthy families.

After observing the flow of customers for a while, Daohua shifted her focus to those working in the shop.

The butler, surnamed Wang, was in his early forties, a cheerful person well versed in social etiquette and managing transactions. Her mother said he was a butler with exceptional management skills in her uncle’s shop, and he had been sent here because she needed him.

The shop assistant was from a Zheng family that she had chosen from the estate. In his younger days, Old Man Zheng had managed a flower house for a wealthy family and had learned some skills in caring for plants, making him a passable florist.

His two sons, Zheng Dawu and Zheng Xiaowu, were fairly sharp and worked diligently on the estate.

Daohua thought that employing a whole family would be convenient and easier to manage, so she had the entire Zheng family working in the flower shop.

“Grandfather, come look, there’s a new flower shop here.”

A finely decorated carriage stopped in front of the flower shop, and immediately after, a pretty little girl hopped down from the carriage briskly.

“You little madcap, slow down, don’t fall and hurt yourself.”

A voice full of concern and authority followed, and soon, an old man, with graying hair and an aura of dignity, slowly descended from the carriage with the assistance of servants.

Zhou Jingwan hurriedly came forward to support her grandfather’s arm, “Grandfather, look, the flowers in the shop are blooming so beautifully!”

Following his granddaughter’s pointing finger, Old Master Zhou looked towards the flower shop and, seeing the flowers competing to bloom, his face showed pleasure, “Let’s go in for a look.”

The moment the two entered the shop, Daohua noticed them.

Seeing Old Master Zhou fondly handling the flower pots, Daohua deliberated and then decided to go out. Had she not seen them, she would have let it be, but having seen them, as the younger generation, she should take the initiative to greet them.

“Sister Zhou!”