The business of the gardening shop has improved, originally Feng Chunxi thought that after May Day, she would pay Aunt Qin a rent of 20,000 or 30,000 yuan first, and the rest could be delayed a little longer, but now looking at her posture, it is not possible to pay it all at once. I really regret it, why should I talk too much at Mr. Du's house. This old man is also yes, what is the reason for this? also said that he was woken up by me, Feng Chunxi was speechless.

"Brother Chunxi, how much money do you have in your hands now?" Bai Xue asked.

Feng Chunxi opened his mobile phone and looked at it, and roughly added all the assets: "Less than 20,000 yuan!" ”

"In that month's time, can this flower shop sell 60,000 yuan?"

"How is that possible?" Feng Chunxi shook his head with a wry smile, and then added: "Now that we have entered the peak season of the gardening store, it is possible to sell 20,000 yuan if you work hard." ”

"Think of a way, it's a big deal, I'll go out with you to sell. There are many new real estate projects that have been delivered in the past two years, and the new home decoration likes to put some greenery to absorb formaldehyde and purify the air. ”

"Now the decoration of the new house is more than 100,000 yuan, and I am willing to spend some money on indoor greenery. In the long run, making high-end green plants that fit the modern home style is definitely the development direction of gardening stores, and I also want to wait for gardening stores to stabilize before starting to study and enter the home furnishing market. However, the foundation has not been laid yet, and it is not yet time. Of course, Feng Chunxi knows that the market in the high-rise community is large, but with his current strength, how can he suppress hundreds or thousands of high-end green plants.

"Then what should I do, just rely on selling some moon seasons and meat, and it will be difficult to rent it, right?"

"My conscience is lost, and now, I, Feng Chunxi, have no choice but to make some dead money."

Bai Xue didn't understand what Feng Chunxi meant, so he picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number in a dashing manner: "Lao Zhang, add another 300 pots to the little daisy, yes, yes, yes, white and yellow." ”

"Brother Chunxi, what are you doing with so many little daisies?"

"What day is it?" Feng Chunxi did not answer the rhetorical question.

"April Fool's Day, is it still your happy day?" Bai Xue was even more puzzled, she was a little skeptical that Feng Chunxi had something wrong with her brain.

"What's the next festival?" Feng Chunxi continued to ask.

"The next festival, Qingming Festival?"

"Isn't it just right to sell chrysanthemums on Qingming Festival?" Feng Chunxi put one hand in his pocket and nodded proudly.

"However, even if you can't burn paper on the tomb sweeping on the Qingming Festival, everyone will go to buy bouquets, some pictures are cheap and simply buy some plastic flowers, I haven't heard of buying potted plants?"

"Now you've heard about it! Looking at the store, I went out. ”

About ten minutes later, Feng Chunxi came back with a roll of rice paper between his elbows. He carefully spread the paper on the workbench, and Bai Xue saw the words on it clearly: instead of growing grass on the grave, it is better to plant flowers in front of the grave.

Early the next morning, Feng Chunxi rode his electric tricycle to the flower market to buy goods, and hired a small truck to bring 500 pots of daisies back to the store. The gaps in front of the entire gardening store that can put things outside the house are full, and some of them have already been placed at the door of the quarantine store. Lemon came back from morning exercise and wanted to go home for dinner, but found that the gardening shop was already full of flowers, and there was no way out. It half-hunched over a few strokes, but still didn't dare to try, no matter how high it was, it couldn't walk on the flowers.

The flowers of the daisies are petite and delicate, with harmonious colors and full of life. The Chunxi Gardening Store has become a sea of daisy flowers, which is very beautiful. Nearby residents were attracted by this sea of flowers. Although Feng Chunxi was a little afraid of society, he still had the backbone and courage to loudly introduce the cold-resistant characteristics of the little daisies to everyone, and suggested that he buy them back and plant them on the grave.

"The culture pots we use here are all biodegradable, you can take out the flowers and put them in the soil, or you can put the whole pot on the grave, and you can live for at least half a month with water, and if it rains, you can live longer......

With the publicity and crackdown on fire prevention over the years, people have become accustomed to sweeping tombs on the Qingming Festival without burning paper, only filling in some new soil, and then sending a bouquet of chrysanthemums or plastic flowers. A bouquet sells for an average of fifty or sixty yuan, and the price of fake flowers is also more than a dozen. Feng Chunxi's little daisy is priced at eight yuan, and he set the retail price at 30 yuan, which is also a price that everyone can easily accept.

After shouting all morning, there were many people watching the excitement, but there were few who actually bought them, Bai Xue couldn't help but worry: "Brother Chunxi, can this work?" I don't have any money, you made so many daisies at once, what can you do if you can't sell them? ”

A few aunts who were hanging out nearby also called Feng Chunxi, this young man, nonsense, and he would definitely lose money now.

Feng Chunxi was not panicked, he beckoned Bai Xue for help, pasted the rice paper prepared yesterday on the window, and comforted: "What's the hurry, tomorrow is the right day, just spread the momentum today, and people in need will naturally come to buy it when the time comes." ”

"Who are you bosses?" A beautiful woman in a gray casual suit asked Bai Xue, followed by a young man in a navy blue jacket, dressed as a public official.

"He is!" Bai Xue pointed at Feng Chunxi, who was pouting his ass and watering the flowers.

Hearing that someone was looking for him, Feng Chunxi put down the kettle and walked to the door, and saw that he was looking for a beautiful woman dressed exquisitely and capably, and he was a little nervous: "Hello, my name is Feng Chunxi, not a boss, just a stinky flower seller." ”

"This is Lu Tianyue, the deputy secretary of our community." The man in the jacket introduced on the side.

"Boss Feng, can I talk to you?" Lu Tingyue.

"Absolutely." In order to facilitate entry and exit, Feng Chunxi rearranged the daisies, and finally cleared a passage, and he invited someone to sit on the side of the workbench.

"How did you come up with the idea of selling daisies on Ching Ming Festival?"

"Qingming is a traditional festival for Chinese, but the way to burn paper money not only pollutes the environment, but also has a great risk of fire. I think the way the country promotes flower sacrifices is very good, and I sell potted plants, so I wondered if I could combine the two. When Feng Chunxi was inside, he often listened to the leader's lectures and learned a little bit, which just came in handy at this time.

The community is preparing for this year's Qingming fire prevention work, I heard that the Chunxi Horticultural Store launched the concept of planting flowers and memorials, and the deputy secretary Lu Tianyue, who was sent down for temporary exercise, immediately became interested and took people to the gardening store to do on-site research. After listening to Feng Chunxi's explanation, she was even more convinced of her judgment, this is a good opportunity to make a fuss.

"Boss Feng's idea is very good, planting such a beautiful little chrysanthemum in front of the grave is not only the best memorial to the ancestors, but also to beautify the environment, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone, and our community will definitely support it."

Unlike Lu Tianyue, the jacket man's attitude was a little arrogant, and he raised an objection: "Secretary Lu, the idea of this store is quite romantic, but it is unrealistic to plant flowers in the cemetery." If the flowers you buy wilt, the people won't say anything, but if the potted flowers you bought die, you will feel fooled, and I don't think we should participate. ”

As long as something is related to the government, the masses tend to become more harsh, and if they are not careful, they may get public opinion, Xiao Wu reminded that it cannot be said that it is unreasonable, and Lu Tianyue showed a trace of concern.

Feng Chunxi picked up a pot of small daisies and said: "Two leaders, please rest assured, this little daisy is a very cold-tolerant herbaceous plant, as long as it is planted in the ground with the soil, there will be no problem in surviving until it snows." ”

"In this way, notify all the staff in the community, party members and enterprises and institutions in the jurisdiction to take the lead in offering sacrifices in the form of planting flowers, but do not organize unified purchases." After weighing it, Lu Tianyue still decided to do it boldly, if everyone was timid, how could the work be successful.

Sure enough, since the afternoon, people have come to the gardening store to buy daisies, and those who go to the grave have also posted photos of planting flowers in front of the grave to the circle of friends. On the morning of April 3, Feng Chunxijin's 500 pots of daisies were sold out.

A report titled "Advocating Green Sacrifices, So-and-so Community Makes Flowers Bloom All Over the Cemetery" appeared in newspapers and on the Internet. Feng Chunxi wanted to replenish some more goods, but was told that the little daisy could not be ordered.