213 Eavesdropping
A few little ones gathered around Zhao Zhitong, craning their necks to look at the illustrations in the book, excited by the prospect of making a lot of money.
Sun Youcai, on the other hand, didn't hold much hope for this. He had never even heard of the three-color peony, let alone seen one.
So, he subconsciously thought that it didn't exist. If they really could grow a three-color peony as Zhao Zhitong said, even just one plant would undoubtedly cause quite a stir.
The ground was already hoed, so Sun Youcai set the hoe aside and walked over to the nursery bed to divide the peony plants they had propagated by cuttings last year.
Due to their inexperience with the first planting, only sixteen plants had survived: four white peonies, eight yellow peonies, and four purple peonies.
They had marked the plants when they took the cuttings, so they could distinguish them clearly.
