Song Mingzhong chose to go to Quancheng first.

Quancheng is the capital of Lu Province, to the west of Qicheng. As an adult close to old age, what made Song Mingzhong feel ashamed was that he hadn't left Qicheng once. Since you're going out this time, let's start with the provincial capital.

The ticket to Quancheng was easy to buy, and it didn't take much effort, so Song Bei helped his parents buy two tickets.

Before getting on the train, Li Ying was a little reluctant, Song Mingzhong and Song Bei persuaded her for a while, and in the end, she got on the train with a wisp of affection.

Sending his parents away, in fact, Song Bei was also a little reluctant in his heart. However, after working outside for two years, I am also used to this separation. So, after just feeling a little sad, adjust your mood and put your mind back on what you want to do.

Leaving the train station, Song Bei did not go home directly, but went to the flower and bird market.

In fact, he went to the flower and bird market, which was completely subconscious, because his first pot of gold was obtained from there. Now when I come to Qicheng and go to the flower and bird market, it is like going to miss it.

Turning to the place where he set up his stall at that time, it should have been a remote place, but now Song Bei was surprised to find that that location was actually crowded with people. The place that could only accommodate one person to set up a stall is now crowded into two stalls, and there are several stalls next to it are also crowded there together.

"What's going on?"

Looking at this lively scene, Song Bei was a little stunned, and did not continue to move forward, but entered the shops opposite the stalls and asked the clerks in the store.

"Don't you know?" The clerk said with some excitement, "Just a few days ago, there was a young man who set up a stall there, and a pot of orchids sold for 300,000 yuan. So those who set up stalls all felt that the stall was a treasure of feng shui, so they all squeezed to this side. ”

"How is this possible?" Song Bei shouted in disbelief, "If it can be sold at a high price, it must be someone else's orchid, what does it have to do with where to set up a stall?" If they really want to set up a stall here and sell 300,000 yuan, what else do they rob, sell a pot for each person, and then go home to eat and drink spicy food. ”

"Yes." The clerk accentuated his tone and affirmed Song Bei's statement, "I don't believe in the saying that you can make a fortune by setting up a stall here." But these peddlers all believe it, and they are all willing to squeeze this way, who can stop them? ”

After speaking, the clerk smiled proudly again, "But they are all crowded here, but it has become a landscape, attracting many people to come, their goods are not of high grade, those customers have run into our store, and the result is that the turnover of our store has increased a lot." ”

"Then they've worked hard in vain." Song Bei also joked.

"No, they have all become volunteer propagandists for our store." The clerk added a title to the vendors.

While the two were talking, someone walked in with a pot of gold jasper. As soon as he entered the door, the man hurriedly shouted, "Master, come and help me take a look, what's wrong with this pot of golden silk jasper?" ”

Golden jasper, also known as gold inlaid jade, is a green leaf ornamental plant. The middle leaf core is like a beautiful jade, just like the emerald in the jadeite, the oil green is shiny, and the vitality is infinitely noble. Outside, there are golden leaf edges, and the leaf veins are also clearly displayed, just like gold filaments wrapped around the jade pieces of emerald.

Seeing the man's anxious look, the clerk comforted him while taking the pot of golden jasper and checking its status.

Song Bei didn't have anything else to do, so he also came over to watch it together.

I saw that the pot of golden silk jasper had completely wilted, and the fat leaves should have been straight and crystalline, but now they were hanging one by one, and the surface of the leaves was also full of wrinkles.

"I'm sorry."

After the clerk looked at it carefully, he spread his hands and looked helpless. Obviously, he was helpless about this pot of golden silk jasper.

"How's that going to work?" The man became anxious, "My best friend was leaving Qicheng back then, and this was given to me by him before leaving. It's not just a pot of greenery, it's a testament to our friendship. In any case, you have to help. I asked all the way, but no one else could do anything. You are my last hope! ”

"I'm really sorry."

The clerk shook his head in embarrassment. Seeing the true feelings of the person who came, he really wanted to help, but life and death are fateful, and this pot of golden silk jasper has obviously come to the end of his life. Looking at the leaves that were hanging weakly, he seemed to be able to feel the passing vitality.

Rejected again, the little hope left by the visitor was ruthlessly shattered, and the nearly sixty-year-old man actually began to cry.

This person is about the same age as Song Mingzhong. Song Bei sent his parents away, and his heart was already a little uncomfortable, and when he saw this person crying there sadly, his heart also became sad. I always feel that not helping this person is like a little sorry for my parents.

"This old gentleman, you stop for a while, maybe I have a way." After hesitating for a while, Song Bei finally decided to stand up.

"Really!?" The man who was crying stopped crying and asked Song Bei with some surprise.

"Is that you?" The clerk also shouted next to him. However, he did not question Song Bei's statement, but seemed to judge Song Bei's identity.

"What is me?" Song Bei asked the clerk strangely. Listening to the words of the clerk, it seems that you know yourself. But he was sure that he had nothing to do with the clerk, so how could he know himself?

"Aren't you the one who sold a pot of orchids for 300,000?" The clerk exclaimed excitedly, "I said how did I look at you just now, it turned out to be you." You're my idol! ”

"It's just a pot of orchids, there's nothing to show off." Song Bei hurriedly waved his hand, signaling that the clerk didn't have to respect him too much.

"Idol, let's get to know me, my name is Fang Dong." The clerk stretched out his hand to Song Bei, and at the same time kept talking, "Why is it just a pot of orchids?" Idol, don't you know, Wu Gongzi has been out of the limelight in the past two days with that pot of orchids. Some people are even willing to pay two million to buy that pot of orchids, as long as Wu Gongzi is willing to sell. ”

"Two million?" Song Bei was really taken aback.

At that time, the pot of orchids was sold for 300,000 yuan, and he was already at a shocking price. Who would have thought that in the past few days, the orchid would rise in price to such an extent when it came to Wu Gongzi's hands.

But thinking about it again, Song Bei didn't feel a loss. It's like if someone writes a trip here, they will only be criticized for their low quality, and if a celebrity signs it, someone will rush to make a truth.

Wu Gongzi is different from his own social circle, and that pot of orchids is only worth that price in his own hands. If it weren't even for Wu Gongzi to buy it, he might have sold it for only tens of thousands of yuan.

"Idol, if you can raise that kind of superb orchid, you must be skilled. Now that you say that there is a way to cure this pot of golden jasper, then there must be a way. Fang Dong excitedly made a guarantee for Song Bei.

"This gentleman, you can give your golden jasper to the idol to see, he said that there is a way, you just wait for the good news."