Ordinary people buy some flowers and plants, generally only a pot of dozens of hundreds and eight yuan, put at home or balcony to decorate the environment, and in addition to the cactus, most of them will die if they are not raised for half a year, not to mention the twists and turns, most people only think that the flowers and plants are good-looking, but they have never taken good care of them, and some people can even kill the cactus, who will cry when the cactus is found!

Therefore, most people want to be fresh when they raise flowers and grass.

And the vast majority of people will not consume two hundred and one pots, some people go to the flower market for a long time, and finally take back a big pot of eggs and go home with a fleshy smile the size of a thumb, the price does not exceed five yuan.

As most of the people dispersed, almost all of the people who stayed to watch were a little knowledgeable or not bad for money, or they loved their families, and more than a dozen people gathered in front of a few pots of flowers and were still carefully observing and communicating.

"Little friend, how about it, I'll take this pot of fairy lingzhi away for two thousand yuan!" said Old Man Ge.

Shen Jiming thought for a moment and nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Ge Lao, I'll sell it to you for two thousand yuan, but this flower is relatively large, where do you live? I'll send you home in a while!"

"That's fine! I have to call a car if I want to take it back, I'll pay you the money first, and I'll send it over when you're free!" Old man Ge took out his wallet as he spoke, counted two thousand yuan and handed it to Shen Jiming, and then took out a business card and handed it to him.

"Dongli Teahouse, Ge Chunshan"

There is also an address and phone number below, Shen Jiming glanced at it and put it in his pocket and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Old Ge, I'll send it to you in a while!"

"Young man, sell me this pot of snow sea!" The thin old man also took out two thousand yuan from his body and handed it to Shen Jiming, "It's better to send it to Old Man Ge!"

"Okay~" Shen Jiming's back molars were about to be exposed, and it was obvious that a small tongue was shaking excitedly in his throat.

Because these pots of flowers are almost one meter and five meters high, there are only four pots on the van, and the two old men picked up two pots, and some of the rest of the people began to be unbearable, and several of them squeezed over to ask to buy flowers, and the two of them were anxious and directly stuffed the money into Shen Jiming's hands, and they called for someone to help move away.

"Little brother, is there any such flower!" One of the middle-aged men in a suit was a little anxious.

"There are still a few pots, I have to help Ge Lao send them over before I can go back and pull them over, it is estimated that it will take more than two hours!" Shen Jiming said.

"That's it, you can directly help me send six pots to this place!" the middle-aged man handed over a business card.

Shen Jiming took it and saw that it was a very high-end villa community on the outskirts of the city, so he nodded and said, "No problem, how to pay?"

"I'll pay you now!" the middle-aged man said and took out his mobile phone to open the payment software, Shen Jiming also took out his mobile phone and scanned it for him, and soon prompted that 12,000 yuan had arrived.

"You are so relieved of me?" asked Shen Jiming curiously.

"Ge Lao and Qu Lao are so relieved, what do I have to worry about, by the way, don't talk too much after sending it over, just send it!" said the middle-aged man.

"Okay!" Shen Jiming nodded with a smile.

Next, two more people paid some deposits, one wanted one pot, and the other asked two pots, all of which were sent by Shen Jiming, and the addresses were also in the city.

Therefore, Shen Jiming also knows that these people who buy flowers are not necessarily flower lovers, but they just have other plans.

An hour later, Shen Jiming appeared in a van near Huanhuaxi Park on the first ring road in the west of the city.

Dongli Teahouse is on a quiet path, not far from the park, a row of antique two-storey buildings facing the street, one of which hangs the signboard of Dongli Teahouse, the front two floors are teahouses, and there is a courtyard in the back, there are many large and small flower pots in the yard, and chrysanthemums of various colors are blooming.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, there were many tea customers in the teahouse, almost all of them were elderly, and there were few middle-aged people, one by one drinking tea and chatting leisurely.

When Shen Jiming came in, many old men looked at him.

Although tea drinking is a leisurely activity that is very popular in Yizhou, it does not mean that young people will like it.

"May I ask if Elder Ge is here?" Shen Jiming looked around, obviously feeling that his age could only speak in a very low-key tone here.

"Uncle Ge, someone is looking for you!" a half-pulled old man sitting at the back door yelled into the courtyard.

"What's the hell, I'm not deaf yet!" A voice came from the backyard, and after a while, I saw the silver-haired Ge Chunshan striding out of it.

"Hey, Xiao Shen, you're here so soon!" Seeing Shen Jiming, Ge Chunshan immediately showed a smile on his face.

"Hehe, it's not fast, Ge Lao, where are the flowers?" asked Shen Jiming after greeting with a smile.

"Just put it in the backyard! I just came back, and I have made a special space!" Ge Chunshan said, pointing to the backyard.

"Okay!", Shen Jiming was no longer verbose, turned around and went back to open the van and picked up a pot of chrysanthemums, but obviously this pot of plus large chrysanthemum branches and leaves were too lush, and there were too many flowers and buds, which directly covered most of Shen Jiming's body, and it looked like a pot of chrysanthemum trees that walked automatically.

Most of the old men in the teahouse are people who love chrysanthemums, and they usually get together to drink tea and chat, and the most is the chrysanthemum that they chat, because the owner of the teahouse, Ge Chunshan, was originally a professor of horticulture at Southwest Agricultural University, and after retirement, he rented this antique building near Huanhua Creek to open a teahouse, named Dongli Teahouse, which means that picking chrysanthemums under the east fence leisurely see the leisure artistic conception of Nanshan and the world.

"yes, what kind of breed is this?" Several people sitting at the door were suddenly surprised, among them, two old men and a middle-aged man directly put down their teacups and stood up.

"Let me be careful!" Shen Jiming couldn't see the road clearly, so he had to shout and walk through the teahouse to the backyard.

"It seems to be a fairy lucidum, but how can it have such an elegant fragrance?" said an old man hesitantly.

"It seems that Old Man Ge has got a good variety again, let's go, hurry up and take a look!" A few people followed Shen Jiming to the backyard as they spoke, and the rest of the other tea customers also followed, pointing at this pot of colorful chrysanthemums and began to judge.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, and I have a pot of snow sea!" A thin old man also came down from the second floor with a cup of tea at this time, it was the old man surnamed Qu who had appeared with Ge Chunshan in the flower market.

When a group of people gathered around the chrysanthemums to watch and comment, Shen Jiming came in with a large pot of blooming white chrysanthemums.

"Xiao Shen, I'm sorry for you!Let's have a cup of tea and leave!" Ge Chunshan said with a smile.

"Wait, there are two more pots!" Shen Jiming turned around and went out, and after a while, he came in with a flower pot in one hand, these two plants were much smaller, almost only one meter high, one pot was fragrant yellow, and the other pot was dragon spit beads.

Although these two pots of varieties are ordinary in ornamental chrysanthemums, they have almost become completely mutated varieties after being planted in magic pots, and the flowers are the size of bowls, and the flower stems are thick, and they shake rhythmically with Yang Ling's movements.

"Ge Lao, these two pots are a little different, they are a gift from me to the two of them, I still have to deliver them, so I won't bother today! Shen Jiming put down the flower pot, took out a note with a phone number written on it, and handed it to Ge Chunshan.

"Xiao Shen, how embarrassing is this, these two pots of flowers are in good condition, and they are definitely not cheap......" Ge Chunshan took the note and excused himself in surprise.

"Ge Lao, you're welcome, I still have to thank you, today you opened a sentence in the flower market, I have already sold more than ten pots!" Shen Jiming smiled and waved his hand, then walked out of the teahouse and drove away in a hurry.

He's going to get all the flowers before it gets dark.