The stall owners nearby, seeing Su Xiaotian truly just observing from a meter away, felt their assumptions were correct.
This little girl was clearly just looking, definitely not willing to spend money on flowers.
Oh, no, perhaps she simply had no money to buy flowers?
The flower market had many people coming and going, and while the stall owners hoped for more customers, people like Su Xiaotian were not their target clientele.
Su Xiaotian was wearing a simple floral cotton jacket today, and didn't appear wealthy.
Coincidentally, Su Xiaotian didn't want to be disturbed while treasure hunting.
As Su Xiaotian walked along, she did see some Clivias that weren't growing well.
However, Su Xiaotian wasn't interested in any of them.
It wasn't just that these flowers weren't growing well; the main issue was their poor varieties.
Even if they were cultivated with extreme care, Su Xiaotian felt it wouldn't be worth it.
There were also some flowers of good quality and good growth, but after a brief check of the prices, Su Xiaotian found them too high.
Although Clivias were steadily increasing in price, it was always the cheap and high-quality ones that were truly sought after.
Su Xiaotian walked along, nodding and shaking her head, appearing a bit silly. Su Dan Novels.
A few people glanced her way, but it was just a fleeting look.
After browsing through each stall, Su Xiaotian had a general understanding of the flower market.
The prices in the entire market weren't excessively high, but they weren't low either.
Those who were good at bargaining could definitely find flowers at reasonable prices, but those who couldn't negotiate would surely be at a disadvantage.
Su Xiaotian considered herself not good at bargaining and had no intention of competing with these shrewd merchants, much like her fourth brother.
In reality, Su Xiaotian could communicate with plants, and after some communication, she could offer a reasonable price.
At two of the stalls, Su Xiaotian found flowers that caught her eye.
They were of good varieties but not growing well. She wondered if these people didn't know how to care for them, or what the reason was, that good flowers were being ruined.
The government of Spring City had proposed the "window economy," encouraging every household to grow a few pots of Clivias.
However, in reality, most people didn't know how to cultivate Clivias. Many bought seedlings only to lose money in the end.
Some people grew flowers that were of poor quality, half-dead.
These were all normal occurrences.
In this world with all sorts of people, there would always be some who exploited the public's desire to make money by passing off inferior goods as superior.
Thus, there appeared flowers that were passed off as high-quality. Clivias of very common varieties were hyped up.
Even then, as long as they were living flowers, even if slightly more expensive, they could still be sold for a profit after some time.
The most terrifying were those abnormal flowers that, though clearly at their last gasp, still appeared to be growing vigorously on the surface.
They even looked more lush than other normally growing Clivias.
Many people liked such flowers, and many unscrupulous merchants specialized in selling them.
Su Xiaotian saw such flowers at these stalls.
At a stall in the center of the flower market, most of the Clivias were of this appearance.
Su Xiaotian couldn't imagine how they managed to make these flowers grow like this.
It wasn't until Su Xiaotian reached the very end of the stalls that she suddenly understood.
All the stalls in the flower market were bustling with activity; even the least busy had three to five customers.
However, at this last stall, Su Xiaotian saw the stall owner idly swatting flies.
The stall owner was a young man in his twenties. His stall displayed dozens of Clivias, with no other flowers.
At a time when Clivias were so sought after, it wasn't unusual for a stall to have only Clivias.
What was peculiar was that the Clivias at this stall were all withered and yellow.
To put it simply, these Clivias were like dying candle flames. If not properly maintained, no matter how much they lingered, they wouldn't last more than ten days before completely perishing.
Su Xiaotian stared for a while and noticed that there were indeed a few good varieties among them, but she wondered if they could still be saved.
"Comrade, why have the flowers at your stall all grown like this?"
Su Xiaotian moved closer to the stall, speaking to the young stall owner while communicating with the Clivias using her "Heart of Plants."
Su Xiaotian was now adept at using the Heart of Plants. In just a moment, she had finished communicating with two Clivias.
At this point, the young man also spoke.
"The Clivias here are very good. I just restocked a few days ago, but for some reason, ever since they arrived here, they've become like this!" The young man was indeed dejected, his words filled with bitterness.
Recently, the business of Clivias had been very good. Many people around him had made money, and he had also been tempted.
After all, who wouldn't want to make money by simply buying and selling, rather than working hard?
To make a fortune, he spent all his family's money to buy a batch of Clivias at a low price.
He had originally thought he could make money by reselling them, but who knew that starting from the third day after the flowers arrived at his place, they began to deteriorate, and the leaves started to turn yellow.
He asked others, who said that yellowing leaves on Clivias meant they lacked fertilizer.
The young man then bought fertilizer and fertilized the Clivias.
However, the Clivias showed no signs of improvement. Now, after only about ten days, they had become like this.
This batch of Clivias was likely to be a complete loss.
Su Xiaotian asked, "How do you care for these Clivias?"
She was genuinely curious.
According to the communication results, the Clivias had been over-fertilized, and not just once.
"Just ordinary watering and fertilizing, nothing else."
The young man said this with great annoyance.
Why did everyone else's flowers grow so well, but his were all like this?
Did he simply not have a talent for wealth?
This was all the money his family had. If he lost it, his family wouldn't even have food.
Thinking of this, the young man felt even more distressed.
At this moment, the young man was filled with regret.
If he could do it all over again, he definitely wouldn't have been so reckless. He would have honestly worked and earned money.
Su Xiaotian: "..."
So, it turned out to be an amateur who didn't know how to grow flowers but jumped into this business.
Su Xiaotian suddenly felt that perhaps many people believed Clivias could bring wealth.
But in reality, many who knew nothing at all might fall into this pit and lose everything, even their fortunes.
It was like the stock market in later generations; some made money, but more lost it.
The truly profitable ones were likely a minority, either those with immense luck or those who truly understood the business.
Therefore, unless one was a chosen one, it was most important to work diligently and earn money.
"Do you think these flowers of yours can still be sold?" Su Xiaotian asked.