Zhang Ran strangely felt that the strangely shaped "baby" seeds on the ground, as if they had some kind of magic, made her have a desperate desire to take it for herself.

"Boss, what kind of seeds are you in this pack?"

The owner of the seed shop was taking back the seeds that Zhang Ran had picked, and when he heard Zhang Ran's words, he immediately turned his head to look at it.

After seeing the seeds in Zhang Ran's fingers, the shopkeeper suddenly said "Huh", and then said nonchalantly: "I don't know what kind of seed this is, if you like it, I'll sell it to you cheaper." ”

If Zhang Ran hadn't flipped it out, the seed shop owner would have forgotten that there was still such a bag of seeds.

This packet of seeds was left by his grandfather to his father, and then passed on to him.

When the seed shop owner first got this pack of "family heirloom" seeds, he also tried planting them himself.

As a result, he used countless methods, but the packet of seeds still did not germinate, and in the end he simply threw the packet of seeds aside.

However, he would not tell Zhang Ran that this bag of seeds would not germinate no matter how he planted it.

The shopkeeper comforted himself with a clear conscience, perhaps because of his own methods.

Maybe this bag of seeds has reached Zhang Ran's hands, and it is not certain that there is really a miracle.

It's rare that Zhang Ran is interested, if he sells the seeds to her, this bag of seeds that have been passed down for three generations can still play a little bit of final value.

Zhang Ran didn't know the careful thinking of the seed shop owner at all, and after seeing these "baby" seeds, a very strong idea suddenly appeared in her mind to bring these seeds back.

This feeling was strange, and Zhang Ran couldn't figure it out at all, but she had already made up her mind to buy all these seeds.

"Boss, how did you sell this bag of seeds?"

Noticing that Zhang Ran's eyes had been hooking up just now, staring at his own "heirloom" seeds, the shopkeeper was already very happy.

It seems that this bag of useless seeds can finally be sold in his hands.

However, the shopkeeper didn't show any surprised expression on the surface, he took the seed in Zhang Ran's hand briskly, and then said with an embarrassed face:

"Little girl, I'll tell you the truth, I got this bag of seeds at a great price, if you sincerely want it, even if you have 1 yuan a grain?"

The other seeds are counted by two catties, and the size of each of these "baby" seeds has the thickness of an adult's thumb, and there seems to be nothing wrong with selling them one by one.

The owner of the seed shop felt that he was benevolent enough, and his grandfather still worked hard for this bag of seeds.

Originally, his grandfather told his family not to sell the seeds.

However, this bag of seeds obviously can't be grown, and if it is not sold, will it still be moldy in the warehouse?

Anyway, the shopkeeper didn't have the heart to leave the seeds at all, and sold them for one dollar per grain, and this pack of "heirloom" seeds could only be sold for 13 yuan.

That's not enough money for a month's rent in his seed shop.

Zhang Ran didn't bargain, she now has a huge amount of 70,000 yuan, and she can still afford this little drizzle change.

Moreover, these "baby" seeds do not seem to be ordinary seeds.

Zhang Ran had a vague feeling that these "baby" seeds should have another mystery.

Thinking about it this way, one dollar per grain, she may have taken advantage of it.

Zhang Ran didn't bargain, and the seed shop owner immediately regretted calling the price too low.

He never thought that Zhang Ran, who looked ordinary, was still an invisible rich woman.

Originally, the owner of the seed shop was afraid that the price would be too outrageous, Zhang Ran didn't buy it, he knew that Zhang Ran was so simple, he should have shouted the price higher.

However, the wood is already in the boat, and the seed shop owner can only be depressed in his heart for a while.