Aunt Hong i suddenly shouted, startling Han Qiwu into a shiver.
Snapping back to his senses, he quickly asked, "Auntie, what’s the matter?"
Aunt Hong i chuckled, "Oh, it’s just this old aunt’s ears are a bit dull, and I tend to speak loudly as a result. Don’t rush to put your things down yet, let make you a flower ornant. Drinking wine with it will be much more fragrant later."
Han Qiwu: "Drinking wine is more fragrant with a flower? So that’s the proper use of a flower ornant?"
Sitting back in his chair, Han Qiwu quickly asked, "Auntie, do you have any gardenias here? I’d like to wear that."
"Gardenias? You like those, huh? Let go look for so," Aunt Hong i said with a chuckle as she went back into the house and started rummaging around.
A while later, Aunt Hong i ca out empty-handed and said helplessly, "The gardenias outside won’t bloom for another month and a half. How about a little yellow flower instead?"
Han Qiwu stubbornly pressed, "Auntie, is there anyone in town who might have gardenias?"
"Probably, yes. I have a cousin who grows gardenia trees in her greenhouse. There’s a chance so are blooming now. But she’s quite the character. She doesn’t mingle with others much and has stayed single all this ti. Mostly, she just enjoys drinking wine and admiring flowers—she lives like a fairy." Aunt Hong i said with a resigned tone. "How about I take you to see her? But I can’t guarantee she’ll give you any."
Sothing sparked in Han Qiwu’s mind, and he quickly asked, "She likes drinking wine? Foreign wines?"
If it’s foreign wines, that’s easy. Egger has so many on hand—all I need to do is buy so.
Plenty of cash in my pocket!
Aunt Hong i waved him off, "Foreign wines? No way. Sotis she drinks baijiu, sotis rice wine—she doesn’t touch beer or foreign spirits."
"Rice wine, huh? I brewed a little myself. Auntie, wait here at ho for a mont. I’ll go fetch it," Han Qiwu said after a quick calculation. Today, the rice wine in his clay pot should be just right. Might as well bring it over for a try.
"Homade, you say? Let warn you, she’s extrely picky. She wouldn’t even drink the wine I made before," Aunt Hong i said cautiously, afraid of dampening Han Qiwu’s confidence.
Carrying his basket, Han Qiwu led Aunt Hong i into the house, grinning, "Don’t worry, Auntie. Here, have a taste of so strawberries and milk while I go get the rice wine."
Twenty minutes later, Han Qiwu’s basket now carried a bottle of rice wine.
As they stepped out, Aunt Hong i gave him a thumbs-up and praised him, "Xiao Han, these strawberries are fantastic! They taste just like the ones I had when I was a kid—purely sweet. Nowadays, strawberries just look good but lack any real flavor."
"If you like them, have so more. I can bring you so another ti," Han Qiwu said with a smile.
"That’d be wonderful."
The old and the young pair walked for over ten minutes before arriving at Aunt Hong i’s cousin’s house. Before they even got close, an enchanting gardenia fragrance wafted out from the courtyard gate.
Slling it, Han Qiwu felt a surge of happiness. It seed there were indeed blooming gardenias here.
"Sister Zhou, you ho?"
"Hong i? What brings you here?"
Conversations through closed doors were always a bit awkward.
Aunt Hong i gave Han Qiwu a helpless glance, bracing herself as she said, "Sister Zhou, a college student from the city wants to trade so rice wine with you for a few gardenia flower ornants. Would that be alright?"
The door creaked open, and Sister Zhou, dressed in a white dress, gave Han Qiwu a once-over and asked directly, "Where’s the wine from?"
"I made it myself."
"Is it a family brewing technique?"
"No, just sothing I figured out on my own."
After Han Qiwu spoke, Sister Zhou was montarily stunned. She glanced at Aunt Hong i, then said, "Let see it."
Han Qiwu felt a wave of relief. If she was willing to try the wine, that was good enough.
He was only worried she wouldn’t even taste it.
Han Qiwu set down his basket and carefully took out the bottle of rice wine from its glass jar.
The rice wine made in the clay pot was highly transparent—if not for the label, it could easily be mistaken for sugar water by looks alone.
Sister Zhou said nothing, but judging by her expression, it was easy to imagine her inner reaction: *Is this it?*
She took the wine, opened the lid, and tilted her head back to take a small sip.
As it touched her lips, her face showed a complex expression. Then she took another swig directly from the jar.
Aunt Hong i was stunned.
She didn’t spit it out??
She knew very well that if her cousin didn’t like a wine, she wouldn’t force herself—she’d spit it out without hesitation and move on with her life.
Han Qiwu smiled faintly, already calculating how to exchange special minerals for a much-needed cushion to ease his aching back.
Oh, my poor old back—it’s finally going to get a break.
Sister Zhou continued sipping from the bottle, one drink after another. Before long, she had polished off all the rice wine, her cheeks now tinged with a rosy flush.
"This wine is good. Xiao Han, isn’t it? If you need flowers in the future, bring so wine to trade," Sister Zhou said with a gentle smile before turning to retrieve a beautifully crafted gardenia flower ornant from inside.
The ornant used a dried gardenia branch as its core, adorned on both sides with delicate white gardenia petals. It exuded an elegant simplicity.
Most remarkably, the flower ornant seed to faintly emit a glow.
"Thank you, Sister Zhou." Han Qiwu accepted it with both hands, glancing at its properties in the process.
[Gardenia Flower Ornant]
[Purpose: Decoration]
[Special Effect – Sleep Aid: Wearing it induces instant sleep.]
[Note: The gardenias bloom and bloom.]
After reading, Han Qiwu couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, "The special effect sounds great, but I don’t really need it."
Even without it, I fall asleep instantly anyway.
"Here, try so of my mulberry wine," Sister Zhou said, flipping her hand to produce two glasses of dark purple wine, handing them to Han Qiwu and Aunt Hong i.
"Xiao Han, we really owe this to you," Aunt Hong i said, chuckling warmly. "This wine slls amazing."
Han Qiwu smiled faintly and was just about to take a sip when Sister Zhou stopped him.
"What’s the rush? Drinking on the Spring Equinox requires floral adornnts."
With that, she personally placed the gardenia ornant on the left side of Han Qiwu’s head.
The faint white gardenia ornant gave Han Qiwu a touch of antiquity, an air of reclusive elegance.
As the faint fragrance of gardenias reached his nose, Han Qiwu took a small sip of the mulberry wine.
And it was truly exquisite—its layers of flavor intertwined with the floral fragrance, each sip as refreshing as a spring breeze.
The three of them chatted idly as they slowly finished the wine.
At the exact mont Han Qiwu finished the last drop of wine, a prompt appeared before him.
[Floral-Adorned Wine Participation: 100%. Reward: 100 Points.]
"Drinking with flowers is indeed delightful," Han Qiwu said with a laugh as he bid farewell to Sister Zhou alongside Aunt Hong i.
After stepping out, the pair leisurely strolled back toward Aunt Hong i’s house.
After a few minutes of walking, they happened to bump into Aunt Guo, who was carrying a basket. She greeted them enthusiastically, "Heading out to pick wild vegetables and mushrooms? I saw lots of mugwort at Dog Head Mountain yesterday."
"Sounds great! Let’s go!" Aunt Hong i perked up imdiately.
Han Qiwu was equally happy to join. After all, spring is ant for excursions.
To savor the taste of spring.
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