Chapter Forty-Eight: The Fist Print

After having lunch at Qin Xin's house happily, Li Mu left quite reluctantly, to be honest, in the face of Qin Lao's retention when leaving, Li Mu really wanted to agree to come down and have dinner before leaving, but he had just had lunch, so it seemed a little inappropriate.

Not long after leaving, Li Mu's mobile phone rang, he slowed down, took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, and a strange and familiar name came into view.

"Luo Kun?"

Since there is this name in the address book, it means that Li Mu knows him, but he really can't remember it.

"Hey." Li Mu put on a Bluetooth headset and asked, "Are you?" ”

"Hahaha, Mr. Li is really a noble man who forgets things, I'm Luo Kun."

Li Mu's eyes twitched: This is not nonsense, of course I know that your name is Luo Kun.

Fortunately, Luo Kunyou continued: "Mr. Li, I bought your best potted plants twice before, do I have no image at all in your heart?" ”

"Oh." As soon as he said this, Li Mu remembered, isn't it the merchant of the treasure island, last time he lured the fox to the mountain, and bought his best potted plants cheaply, and patted his ass and left, causing Li Mu to be monitored for several days, well, Li Mu didn't have time to settle this account with him.

"Mr. Li remembered?" Luo Kun didn't know about that bullshit until now, and still said enthusiastically, "Mr. Li, I'm really embarrassed to say it, this, do you still have the best potted plants there?" I would like to buy two more pots. ”

I'll go...... I bought a watch, are you using me as an ATM? Come whenever you want.

"Nope." Li Mu replied sullenly.

"Huh?" Luo Kun didn't seem to expect this answer, after all, in his opinion, the house where Li Mu lived, although the whole mountain was used as a backyard, was too simple. At first glance, it doesn't look like a rich family, he guesses that Li Mu's family is not rich, which can explain why he cultivated the best potted plants, and set up a stall at last year's flower and bird conference, and the price of the best potted plants is still generally higher in China, like Li Mu cultivates five or six pots a year. The annual income of one million may be exaggerated, but it is not a problem to earn five or six hundred thousand a year, how could Li Mu give up such a high-income career?

Luo Kun hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Li, is it because you don't have the best potted plants in your hands?" I'm not in a hurry, waiting a month or two is not a problem at all. ”

Li Mu turned on the turn signal and replied, "No, I'm just too tired." I don't plant anymore. ”

"How is that possible?" Luo Kun is dumbfounded now, this, really don't plant? With Li Mu's cultivation technology, this is really a pity.

Luo Kun asked: "Mr. Li, this superb potted plant is still very marketable in China, and the price is also high, isn't it a pity not to plant it?" ”

Yo. That sounds pretty comforting. Li Mu said with a smile: "Planting potted plants is just a hobby of mine, and there is nothing to be sorry for." But you, I'm afraid you'll have to go somewhere else to buy it. ”

Luo Kun smiled wryly on the other end of the phone, but said quite open-mindedly: "This is nothing, I still have a lot of time, it's a big deal to run a few more places." ”

At this moment, Li Mu was a little embarrassed. Speaking of which, this Luo Kun person is still good, and he didn't know about what happened last time, so those who don't know are not guilty.

However, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this bonsai really can't be sold for him anymore. Otherwise, if you come to buy it twice in three days, then you still have to buy it? What's more, even if the price of this potted plant is high, its profit can be compared to that of purple shrimp?

Apologizing tactfully, Li Mu hung up the phone.

Unconsciously, Li Mu drove the car to the flower and bird market, and when he parked the car in the parking lot, he suddenly reacted, his mother has retired, why do he still come to this flower and bird market?

'Didi'!

There was a sudden sharp sound of cars on the left, and then a Volkswagen drove slowly, rolled down the window, revealing a head with dyed brown hair, and shouted: "Don't go, don't occupy the pit and don't." ”

Hey.

Look at Li Mu's little temper, he was originally going to leave, but now? Hehe.

Li Mu's hand holding the handlebar was released, Shi Shiran twisted his waist, and walked in front of the Volkswagen with his head held high.

The brown and yellow hair was angry, and he couldn't help shouting: "Are you so careful, believe it or not, Lao Tzu asked someone to unload your broken car!" ”

'Ping~'

A loud noise came from the front of the car, shaking the entire body, which really startled Huang Mao, and the hand holding the steering wheel trembled twice, and when he looked closely, it was the young man who smashed his fist on the front of his car.

Li Mu withdrew his fist, stared at Huang Mao with a sneer, and said contemptuously: "Just try it." ”

After speaking, without waiting for him to reply, Li Mu left quickly.

Huang Mao wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he didn't say a word cruelly.

Two or three minutes later, Huang Mao hurriedly got off the car and walked to the position where Li Mu had stood just now, and when he saw it, his eyes were stupid.

I saw that the car body that was smashed by Li Mu actually left a fist mark that could clearly see the four finger prints.

Huang Mao trembled and stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and put it on the fist print, feeling the cold and hard feeling coming from his fingers, he gradually increased the force of pressing down, but he only felt the more cold and hard touch, but his heart was frightened and excited.

"This, this is a martial arts master? Qigong master? ”

Huang Maolian ran into the car, then looked around for a parking space, and finally parked the car, so he hurriedly followed the road Li Mu took.

Comrade Huang Mao, who has had a dream of martial arts since he was a child, has already decided to worship Li Mu as a teacher.

Unconsciously Li Mu walked into the flower and bird market, looked left and right, and with his vision, ordinary flowers and birds could no longer enter his eyes.

"Starling, starling."

Suddenly, a very grotesque voice came from the stall on the left, which immediately attracted many passers-by nearby.

"Boss, can you parrot talk?"

The stall owner was a middle-aged black-faced man, and when he heard this, he picked up a birdcage very proudly, pointed to a colorful parrot inside, and said with a smile: "I have taught this bird to speak since I was a child, and it took a lot of effort to have such a small harvest." Come on, come on, little five, say a few words. ”

"Starling, starling."

People all the way joined in the fun: "How can you turn over and over this one starling, let it change two sentences." ”

The black-faced man rubbed his waist and laughed: "If I don't feed it, I won't be obedient." ”

As he spoke, the boss really fed it some bird food, and then he heard the parrot excitedly shouting: "Delicious, delicious." ”

As a result, the passers-by next to him cheered one after another, and even wanted to pay for the bird.

Li Mu was beside him, but he shook his head. (To be continued.) )