At half past one in the afternoon, a half-new, half-used silver-gray van appeared at the entrance of the flower market in the eastern suburbs.

Shen Jiming jumped out of the car, found the manager of the nearby market, gave dozens of yuan to rent a space at the door, and then opened the rear car door and took out a pot of chrysanthemums that could be called terrifying.

Although it just rained a little bit yesterday, and the ground was still slightly slippery, there were still more people coming in and out from the gate of the flower market.

And when Shen Jiming put out his first pot of chrysanthemums, it immediately attracted the attention of tourists coming and going, and many people directly let out an exclamation and surrounded them.

"Young man, what kind of chrysanthemum are you, so big, shiny, how does it look fake!" asked a middle-aged woman in surprise.

"Mom, it can't be fake, it's so fragrant!" said a young woman in her twenties next to her, leaning over a blooming golden petal and sniffing it gently.

"It's really fragrant, do chrysanthemums still smell so fragrant?" asked a young man next to him, dismayed.

Shen Jiming didn't speak, and took out a pot of snow-white claw-shaped chrysanthemums from the car, the body shape was equally terrifying, this pot of chrysanthemums was called Light See Chidori, the name was very strange, but the flowers were the size of an ordinary vegetable plate, and the snow-white petals spread out all around, and the stamens revealed a faint yellow-green, which looked extremely attractive.

"Wow, this pot is so beautiful!" With a few almost, more people began to gather around.

At this time, Shen Jiming took down a pot of purple, yellow, white and red chrysanthemums with intertwined colors and petals like dragon whiskers.

"Wow~ This is the most beautiful!" There were a few exclamations in the crowd.

"Hey, young man, is this pot called fairy lingzhi?" asked a middle-aged man in a jacket and glasses, looking at Chrysanthemum carefully.

Shen Jiming nodded, and then took down a pot of chrysanthemums from the car, on which were blooming two snow-white, petals densely packed like huge chrysanthemums piled up with snow, and between the branches and leaves, there were many large and small buds, some of which were already half-open, and some were only a prototype.

"This ...... Is this a sea of snow?" an old man's face trembled with excitement.

"It looks like it!" the middle-aged man next to him replied with a look of surprise.

People who can often visit the flower market, many people are loved, and at the same time, they are also very researched, and this middle-aged man and this old man are obviously familiar with the varieties of chrysanthemums.

As these pots of chrysanthemums moved out, they spread to hundreds, and soon the entrance of the market was blocked, and a large number of people visiting the flower market came from all directions to see these different super large chrysanthemum varieties.

Of course, there are all kinds of speculations and comments at the same time, and more people show surprise and love.

Compared with the chrysanthemums in the flower market now, whether it is from the plant shape or the flower type, the body type or the fragrance type, they are not at the same level at all, and they are obviously too tall.

"Young man, how did you cultivate this flower that grows so big and fragrant?" asked an old man with gray hair who looked in good spirits after carefully looking at a few pots of flowers.

"Hehe, uncle, this is an exclusive secret, you can't say it!" Shen Jiming shook his head vigorously.

"Old man Ge, your question is too abrupt, can others easily tell you this kind of technique?" said an old man who looked thin next to him.

Old man Ge smiled and said, "I'm just curious, by the way, young man, how do you sell this pot of fairy lingzhi?"

"Uncle, today is my first day here to do business, I want to open the door, you look at it and give a price, if it is suitable, I will buy it for you!" Shen Jiming did not answer directly, but asked the old man to make his own price.

Although the price of chrysanthemums in the market Shen Jiming also asked roughly a few days ago, the most expensive is more than 100 yuan, and the cheap one is more than 10 or 20 yuan a pot, of course, the variety and quality are not the same, but Shen Jiming's flowers he doesn't know how much he should sell, after all, it's just a pot of flowers, no one buys it when it's expensive, and it's not good for his money-making plan if it's cheap.

This kind of flower is destined to become a high-end variety in the flower market, but some people still need to be able to afford it, and under the condition of meeting these two conditions, the more expensive the better, because Shen Jiming doesn't know how long the tattered flower pot can last.

After listening to Shen Jiming's words, Old Man Ge frowned and thought for a long time, during which he was about to open his mouth several times but took it back.

It is indeed difficult to make your own offer, especially in such a special place.

"Old Ge, you give him fifty!" shouted a vendor standing on the steps outside, standing on tiptoe.

"Yes, if you give him fifty, we'll all buy it!" The crowd, whether they knew Old Man Ge or not, began to coax him.

Shen Jiming's heart trembled, he couldn't wait to take off his shoes and smash the vendor to death, but at the same time, he was also a little uneasy in his heart, what if this old man Ge really didn't care about the rules of the rivers and lakes and gave himself fifty regardless of his shame?

Once the price is opened, it will definitely be difficult for him to do his own business in the future, because this old man Ge seems to be relatively famous in this market, and the price he gives represents his recognition of this chrysanthemum, at least representing an expert and semi-official recognition.

"Old man Ge, don't be dizzy, these chrysanthemums are all famous products, except for no pruning, whether it is the shape of the plant or other aspects, it is not inferior to the few pots of champion tanhua at the chrysanthemum exhibition a few days ago......," the thin old man next to him reminded in a serious whisper.

"I know!" Old man Ge's face was a little bitter, and he hesitated for a long time and stretched out two fingers and said: "Little friend, I have retired, and my pension of several thousand yuan a month is lost on these flowers and plants, you see......"

Before the old man finished speaking, Shen Jiming directly smiled and said, "Don't look at it, you can move away with two hundred and one pots!"

Old man Ge's face shook, and the thin old man who was touching the chrysanthemum leaves next to him to observe directly shook his fingers and tore a leaf.

"Wow, two hundred and one pots, it's so expensive!" a young girl covered her mouth in surprise.

Old man Ge stared at Shen Jiming's face, and found that Shen Jiming didn't look like a joke, so he couldn't help but say: "Little friend, I'm talking about two thousand, I know that you probably know a little bit of my identity, so you want to deliberately sell me a face, but I can't take advantage of you, old man, after all, it's not easy to cultivate such an old root, it will take at least seven or eight years......"

Old man Ge didn't listen to what Shen Jiming said too much, but he felt a little dizzy.

The most expensive chrysanthemum on the market is only more than a hundred pots, he was relieved when he saw the old man Ge stretching out two fingers, and thanked the old man for not having a bad conscience to give him fifty yuan, and although the price of two hundred yuan was a little worse than he expected, it was not too outrageous, after all, it was already the most expensive price in the entire flower market.

But he never expected that Old Man Ge would open it for two thousand yuan.

As soon as the price of 2,000 yuan came out, there was a commotion and exclamations around, and many people turned around and left.