
The First Origami Artist
by Hui Bai
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Dazhao's most confusing unofficial historian once said, "Whoever has a first-class origami master will conquer the world." And Zhiyu is the descendant of the last origami master in the world. But in fact, she was just a flower seller, smiling flatteringly at the people passing by. "Want flowers?" "This is the sunrise flower from the top of Huashan Mountain. It only grows once in a hundred years. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Don't want five thousand taels, don't want five hundred taels, just five taels..." "Put it on, you must be the most dazzling woman on this street." People passing by naturally dismissed it. Who would spend five taels of silver on a useless flower? Until someone saw the appearance of the sunrise flower in an ancient book. It was a rare sight in a hundred years. It could only be found on the cliffs of Huashan Mountain. It was hard to find a lot of money. Gardenia's flowers were snatched up overnight. But the good times did not last long. Many people took to the streets wearing the Sunflower, which only blooms once in a hundred years, only to find that the streets were full of people wearing Sunflowers. It was not a rarity at all. So when Zhiyu was licking her saliva and counting the banknotes, she was surrounded by people. After everyone beat up Gardenia, they gradually discovered that the fake flower had not withered for more than a month. Until the dying old prince drank the medicinal soup made of sunflower flowers. He was on the verge of death yesterday, but the next day he was vigorously fighting the Seven Injury Boxing in the martial arts field. Everyone: This flower... Seems to be real!
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