"Huh?"

After hearing Guan Xiaojun's words, Guan Zizai was slightly stunned, and said in his heart, when did I say that I would give you all these flowers?

But although Guan Xiaojun is young, he is comparable to an adult when he speaks and acts, and he is the heir that Guan Zizi cares about the most, and now seeing Guan Xiaojun say this, it is not convenient for him to refuse the child in front of outsiders, and said with a smile: "Xiaojun, what do you want so many flowers for?"

"Sell for money!"

Guan Xiaojun said with great interest: "I've been reading the newspaper in the past two days, and it says that the Junzi Orchid in the Northeast Spring City is going crazy to sell, and a good monk head will sell for tens of thousands!

Guan Zizai was surprised, "What? A pot of flowers is tens of thousands? What are you kidding? You kid is talking nonsense!"

The faces of the two middle-aged men looking at the flowers next to him changed greatly, and one of them stiffened and said with a dry smile: "How can there be a reason that there is a flower that costs tens of thousands? How old is your little doll, and you can read the newspaper? We are the Northeast, how can I know about this matter?"

The man who spoke was stout and characteristic, and his head was triangular, not surprising if it was an inverted triangle, but he was a regular triangle, with a pointed tip on his head and bulging out of his cheeks, like a fat-headed fish.

Coupled with two round eyes, a big mouth, and attractive ears, just looking at the appearance is gimmicky, and it is guaranteed to be unforgettable.

Guan Xiaojun glanced at this person, "Are you the Northeast Nagadadi? Then you can't lie, we are half a fellow villager, many people in our village broke into the Guandong back then, and they haven't come back yet, they have all settled outside the Guandong and haven't come back." How do you know that my grandfather likes to raise flowers, it must be your relatives and friends who told you, and if your relatives and friends can know this, then it must be our people here who told them. ”

When Guan Xiaojun said this, he raised his head and asked Guan Zizai, "Master, do you say that's the case?"

Guan Zizi became more and more curious, he had already seen the changes in the faces of the two middle-aged men opposite, and under the observation of his words, he knew that what Guan Xiaojun said was true, this Junzilan was really likely to cost tens of thousands of yuan in one pot now.

But how could such a small pot of Junzi Orchid be sold for such a high price?

Guan Zi has seen all kinds of incredible things in his nearly 100 years of life experience, encountered all kinds of unbelievable situations, and his heart has long been tempered by the eight winds that do not move, so he was only surprised for a moment by the price of Junzi Orchid, and after a while, he didn't think so, this old man didn't care much about money or anything, even if these flowers in front of him were mountains of gold and silver, it was not enough to move his old man.

But not caring about money does not mean to be wronged, he originally wanted to give these flowers in his flower room half sold and half given to these flower buyers, after all, his yard is full of flowers, and many don't know how to deal with it, no one wants to give it away, and he is reluctant to throw it away, and now someone can buy it, which is a happy thing for the old man.

At the very least, these people spend money, and they will definitely treat these flowers they have cultivated kindly.

But now these flower buyers are obviously playing poor information and doing the business of buying low and selling high, so Guan Zizi naturally will not be so willing to be deceived.

He was too lazy to talk to these people in front of him about selling flowers, and instructed Guan Xiaojun: "Xiaojun, you go and call your grandfather and let him talk to these friends, I'm old, I don't have much energy, and I don't know what the price of this flower is, so I'll leave this matter to your grandfather to talk about today!"

Guan Xiaojun said: "Okay!"

Turned around and ran home.

When he got home and told Guan Hongda this, Guan Hongda was surprised, "This orchid is really so valuable?

He still doesn't believe much in the price of Junzilan, but during this time, Guan Xiaojun always talks about the newspaper intentionally or unintentionally, and occasionally mixes in a few words about the price of Junzilan, so Guan Hongda has also heard about the crazy situation of Junzilan in the Northeast.

For this reason, he also ordered several newspapers to let Guan Yunshan keep an eye on the country's real-time dynamics and policy guidelines, and sometimes let Guan Yunshan pay attention to things about Junzilan.

Now that I heard what Guan Xiaojun said, someone really came to Guan Zi at home to ask Jun Zilan, and Guan Hongda's heart suddenly warmed up.

At this time, Guan Yunshan was also at home, and after hearing this, he also followed Guan Hongda to Guan Zizai's courtyard.

"Old lady, don't you really think that this Junzi Lan is worth so much? That kid is nonsense, can you believe it? A pot of flowers is tens of thousands, who can afford it?"

When Guan Hongda's ancestors and grandchildren came to Guan Zizai's flower room, the middle-aged man with a triangular head was talking to Guan Zizai, "We, we are occasionally passing by Fengshan Township and hearing your name for raising flowers, so let's take a look by the way, your flowers are really good, we really want to buy them, but tens of thousands of dollars a pot of Junzi Orchid, that's a joke, not to mention tens of thousands of yuan, even a few hundred yuan We can't afford it!"

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Guan Zizai, "Old lady, will you have one too?"

Guan Zizi shook his head, "You are not addicted to cigarettes, if you want to smoke, you have to be my cigarette pouch and pot!"

He took out the cigarette pouch of the jasper mouth, took out a little tobacco from the small bag on the cigarette pouch rod and stuffed it into the cigarette pouch pot, drew a match and lit it, "Let's da, da" took a few puffs, handed the cigarette pouch rod to the middle-aged man, "Come on two puffs?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, I can't get used to this kind of cigarette." ”

Another thin and tall man with glasses next to the middle-aged man has been staring at the mouth of the cigarette pouch in Guan Zizai's hand since Guan Zizai took out the cigarette pouch rod, and now seeing Guan Zizai letting go of the cigarette, he walked in front of Guan Zizai in a few steps, "Old lady, I'll take two sips!"

He took Guan Zizi's dry tobacco pouch, smoked hard, and then choked on a cough, and tears came down.

Guan Zizai laughed, "Boy, you haven't smoked before, why are you looking for this sin?"

The thin and tall glasses man took Guan Zizai's cigarette pouch rod in his hand and looked at it again, his face showed ecstasy, but he instantly retracted, and after regaining his composure, he said lightly to Guan Zizai: "Old lady, your cigarette pouch rod is good, do you sell it?"

Guan Zi is different in this cigarette pouch rod, the mouth of the cigarette pouch is green, the mouth of the cigarette pouch is almost fifteen centimeters long, and the twelve zodiac signs are engraved on it, which is vivid, the ebony pole, the white copper pot, is much longer than the ordinary tobacco pouch.

This dry tobacco pouch is the lifeblood of Guan Zizai, wherever he goes, but he will drop it as soon as he drinks, and every time he sobers up, Guan Zizai will look for it all over the village, making the whole village unpeaceful.

Now seeing that the thin and tall man wants his own cigarette pouch, Guan Zizi naturally won't sell it, so he hurriedly snatched the cigarette pouch over, "Hey, boy, I can't sell this cigarette pouch, this is what a friend of Nanyang gave me, saying that it is a cigarette holder made of imperial green jade, which is not very common, I have smoked dry tobacco for so many years, and I have feelings for this tobacco pouch, it is impossible to sell." ”

The tall and thin man said, "I'll buy it at a high price!"

Guan Zizai said: "No matter how much money I have, I won't sell it!

The thin and tall man saw that Guan Zizi was indeed not for sale, and his face was regretful, "This is imperial green, who is such a loser, he actually used this jade to make a cigarette holder! This, such a large piece of top-grade jade, this is simply a tyrannical thing!"

Guan Zizai disagreed, "Why is it so violent? If you want me to say, this thing is suitable for making cigarette holders, and it is much more comfortable to smoke than ordinary cigarette holders!"

At this time, Guan Hongda walked over, "Master, you call me?"

Guan Zizai stretched out his hand and pointed at the two middle-aged men in front of him, "Oh, Hongda, you're here, these two children said they wanted to buy my flowers, I don't know much about the price of flowers, this business, you come and talk to them!"

Guan Hongda nodded, "Master, you just leave it to me!"

He glanced at the two middle-aged men in front of him with a smile, "What do you call them?"