"Little sister, these three pots are all good ingredients, and the price is more than 50,000 yuan" The guy said with a little blush, and at the same time his eyes drifted to Qu Qingrong, which seemed to be said to Buping, but in fact, he wanted Qu Qingrong to hear it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In case the children take a fancy to it, but the adults are reluctant to buy it, it will make the grandparents and grandchildren unhappy.

"Brother, what kind of tree is this?" Bu Ping also understood what the guy said, but he didn't say much.

The young man was helpless, and seeing Qu Qingrong's indifferent appearance, he resigned himself to introducing Bu Ping.

"This pot is boxwood, its rhizome has been four hundred years old," the guy introduced, but he was a little bitter in his heart, the ancestors handed down, now it can't be seen, the original whole tree, now only this section has branches and leaves.

Sure enough, it is boxwood, that is, boxwood, but what about the core, Bu Ping dare not say.

Although the boxwood in front of him is larger than Gu Zhewen, Gu Zhewen's piece is equivalent to a clear material, and there is still an unknown thickness of skin outside in front of him.

Bu Ping nodded as if she didn't understand, and looked at another basin, such a rash move made the young man's heart sink down, and secretly guessed that the child's business really didn't work, but he didn't despise Bu Ping because of this.

"Where's this pot?" Bu Ping asked, pointing to another pot.

"This is the small-leaved boxwood, it's this one in the boxwood" The guy gave a thumbs up, indicating that this pot was better than the boxwood just now.

Bu Ping nodded, it is true that the small-leaved boxwood is the leader in the boxwood, and the price is also very different.

"Then what about this pot, how does it look like osmanthus?" Anyway, just these three pots, Bu Ping simply asked, but this last pot surprised Bu Ping, it was actually a pot of osmanthus.

"This pot is indeed osmanthus, but it is not an ordinary osmanthus flower," the guy explained.

"This is the cinnamon that has not been artificially grafted, and it is the most expensive of the cinnamon," Qu Qingrong said suddenly.

The guy's eyes widened, he didn't expect Qu Qingrong, who had not spoken, to be so knowledgeable when he opened his mouth, and he also tried to set up a stall a few days ago, but when others looked at their own pot of osmanthus flowers, they either disliked it and didn't look good, or they felt that their asking price was outrageous.

"And look at this wood root, it's also three hundred years," Qu Qingrong said softly.

"Sir's eyesight is good, there are three hundred and forty or fifty years, you should know, a few years ago, the background was special, this tree also suffered a disaster, if it wasn't for my grandfather's quick action, transplanted such a piece under the house, even this point can't be saved" The guy said with some bitterness.

The background is special, Bu Ping understood as soon as she heard it, eighty percent of them were targeted a few years ago, and most of the remaining branches were estimated to have been made of wood, or even burned.

"Let's make a price" Qu said softly, Bu Ping sensitively found that his master's tone contained some pity.

The young man suddenly came to his senses, and he had reminded him before that the price of these three pots would not be less than 50,000, and now it seems that he has indeed met the right person.

"Do you want this one, or..."

The guy looked at Bu Ping, because Bu Ping had been looking at it for a while, and he didn't know if there was anything else he liked.

Qu Qingrong also looked at Bu Ping.

Bu Ping couldn't help but scratch her head, in fact, according to Bu Ping's meaning, the other two pots of Bu Ping wanted, but in this way, it was more than ten or two hundred thousand all of a sudden, and Bu Ping was a little embarrassed to say it.

However, Bu Ping thought of the feeling when she touched the potted plant just now, and if she wanted to refuse, she couldn't.

In fact, when Qian Tu was there, Bu Ping discovered one thing, she seemed to have a special sense of these plants, and seemed to be able to sense whether these trees were worth selling for herself.

And the previous agarwood is an experimental product of Bu Ping, telling Bu Ping that his feelings are correct, and even Bu Ping dares to assert that if he was there before, he continued to cut the agarwood according to the master's words, there would definitely be a surprise.

"It's all about it" Qu Qingrong didn't wait for Buping to speak, and had already made a decision.

Looking at Bu Ping's appearance, Qu Qingrong knew Bu Ping's decision.

"Hehe, thank you grandpa" Bu Ping said happily.

The guy felt like he was really lucky at this moment, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Osmanthus is 68,000, small-leaved boxwood is 80,000, this pot of boxwood is 55,000, a total of 203,000 yuan, you buy three pots at one time, I will erase 1,000 yuan for you, 22,000 yuan" The guy said with a smile.

Qu Qingrong nodded calmly, the guy asked someone to look at the stall, and then the three of them went to the bank to transfer money, until the transfer was over, the guy didn't forget to thank Qu Qingrong.

Only then did Bu Ping know that it turned out that someone in this guy's family was sick and couldn't hold on, so he couldn't take out these family funds and sell them, but before he met Bu Ping's master and apprentice, he never been able to sell them.

The potted plants were shipped back, Qu Qingrong found a way to make money, he was good at these things, and when everything was done, Qu Qingrong could finally take Buping to eat a seafood dinner.

"Grandpa, are we really going to go?" Bu Ping said with some apprehension.

After spending so much money at once, Bu Ping really felt a sense of emptiness.

"Why, I can't bear it" Qu chuckled lightly, the apprentice was embarrassed.

"No, anyway, I didn't pay for it, it's just... Grandpa's money is not blown by the wind, nor is it willow leaves" Bu Ping is depressed, even if he is a master, but he deserves so much money.

"It's okay, grandpa has a lot of money," Qu said with a chuckle.

Well, it's too lethal to put it in such a justified way.

"Yes, yes, grandpa is the richest... Yes! ”

Bu Ping suddenly exclaimed, and her neck was instantly tightened.

Qu Qingrong's face changed suddenly, and when he found that something was wrong with the person on the other side, he had already repelled the other party, but then two other people attacked, Qu Qingrong was not only kicked to the side of the shop door panel, Bu Ping was also caught by the other party.

"Grandpa!" Bu Ping watched her master being injured, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, and she struggled suddenly, but the other party strangled herself from behind, and all her actions became useless.

"Who are you, let go of Pingping" Qu lightly ignored the injuries on his body, and wanted to get up and continue to entangle with the other party, but unfortunately because he was passively injured before, even if he had some skills at this time, he was helpless.

"Stinky old man, get out of here," Hu Laosan said viciously.

"Bang"

Qu Qingrong was once again kicked to the ground by Hu Laosan.

"Grandpa, what are you going to do... Hmm" Buping didn't say a word, she was covered by a towel, and then she lost consciousness.

Hu Laosan pulled out the knife he wanted to put on and was about to make up for it, but was stopped by Wang Chang.

"Don't bother, let's go, people will chase after you in a while," Wang Chang said with a calm face.

"Cut, stinky old man, count your fate, phew"

The three of them quickly left the place with the unconscious Bu Ping, at this time it was dark on the street, and the shops were closed, and there was no one else except Qu Qingrong on the ground.

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