The fat-headed and big-eared boss Zhang made up his mind to take this opportunity to get close to the flower boss, so he really bought two pots of orchids.

Ji Yuanhai naturally accepted the bill he gave unceremoniously.

The middle-aged man surnamed Shan, who was setting up a stall next to him, couldn't help but twitch his heart as he watched from the sidelines.

That's 1,200 dollars......

Damn, even if it's a money grab, it's not so fast!

When Boss Zhang bought flowers and was about to leave, the middle-aged man surnamed Shan couldn't help it.

Hold up the bold, starve the faint-hearted!

I'll have to try it too.

Carrying the starling cage, he stepped forward and followed behind Boss Zhang.

"Thunder Monkey!"

When he said a word, the starling also said a word.

Boss Zhang was also interested, and turned his head to look at the starling in his hand: "Cantonese?" ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Shan hurriedly nodded: "It's Cantonese." ”

"Interesting, what else to say?" Boss Zhang asked.

The middle-aged man surnamed Shan demonstrated to him again, "Hello everyone", "Lucky stars", "Good evening", "Good morning......

Boss Zhang was even more interested: "If you want to say that this thing is much more fun than two pots of flowers!" ”

When the middle-aged man surnamed Shan heard this, he said that there was a door, and hurriedly told him how this starling learned to speak and how he was obedient.

Boss Zhang nodded: "How much is this starling?" ”

"I don't want much from you." The middle-aged man surnamed Shan drew an "eight" out.

"Eighty? It's okay for the price. Boss Zhang smiled, "Give it to me, when I go down to the south, I will tease the boss over there." ”

"No, how can it be eighty? Eight hundred...... Even the cage, I count you eight hundred and five. The middle-aged man surnamed Shan hurriedly said.

Boss Zhang suddenly smiled: "Then forget it." ”

"I'm also a person from our side who went to the south, and you gave me this price and wanted to treat me as a wronged boss?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Shan bowed his waist slightly, and said with a smile: "Flowers and birds are not separated, you spend a lot of money on these two pots of flowers, and you are a person who does a big business, and there is no shortage of these three melons and two dates, and there is a little leakage in the finger ......."

"Oh, it turns out that I feel stupid to see me pay for it?" Boss Zhang sneered, "I bought this flower because I wanted to say a few words to the boss of the flower and get to the side of the person." ”

"You little bird, just a plaything, deserves this price? is also worthy of being compared with other flower bosses? ”

After speaking, he returned to the car with the flowers.

Subsequently, the car drove straight away.

Watching the car's butt bubbling farther and farther, the middle-aged man surnamed Shan regretted it - he had known that he would open for 200 yuan, and he would be able to sell it for more than 100 yuan.

This boss is not stupid, why did they spend so much money on orchids?

However, looking carefully at the orchids on Xiao Ji's stall, the middle-aged man surnamed Shan also had to admit that this was a masterpiece, far better than the gentleman's orchid on his stall, and he definitely couldn't grow it.

After Boss Zhang left with the flowers, the crowds watching the excitement gradually dispersed.

Some people have seen flower exhibitions, and they have seen expensive orchids here, so they are busy with their own affairs; Some people have not seen the flower show, so they go to the exhibition hall again.

When everyone was almost gone, Wang Zhuyun reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"It was quite scary just now, so many people came to watch the excitement......"

Ji Yuanhai said with a smile: "Only when there is excitement to watch, can there be money to be made; If no one watched the excitement, today's orchids would not be selling so smoothly. ”

After hearing this, Wang Zhuyun couldn't help but sigh: "You really made money this time!" ”

"One pot is six hundred, and you bought five pots, which is three thousand yuan."

Ji Yuanhai looked at the remaining three pots of Song Mei and six pots of Long Changsu: "There are still nine pots here, if you can sell a few more pots, you can help me solve a big problem." ”

"What's the big trouble?" Wang Zhuyun asked curiously.

Ji Yuanhai smiled and shook his head: "Let's not talk about it first, let's talk about it when there is no one." ”

While speaking, someone came forward to ask how much an orchid cost a pot, and Ji Yuanhai didn't float the price anymore, and directly said six hundred and one pots.

The man was startled, shook his head and walked away.

From 10 o'clock in the morning to 11 o'clock in the morning, there were many people who came out of the flower show and asked Ji Yuanhai about the price, and most of them turned around and left as soon as they heard the price.

A female comrade was particularly interesting, and thought that Ji Yuanhai was asking for a price with her, so she sat on the ground and paid the money, and directly opened her mouth for ten yuan, trying to bargain.

Seeing that Ji Yuanhai really didn't bargain, he shook his head in disbelief and left.

"For this price, who can you sell it to?"

…………………………………………

At about eleven o'clock, the white-headed old stall owner who came over in the morning came slowly again.

"Young man, I heard that you have 600 yuan of orchids in a pot?"

"Yes." Ji Yuanhai nodded.

"Give me the price in the morning, but that's not it." The white-haired old stall owner said.

"You didn't negotiate the price at the time, right?" Ji Yuanhai said with a smile.

The white-haired old stall owner's eyes moved, and he stretched out his sleeve again, signaling Ji Yuanhai to negotiate the price in his sleeve again.

Ji Yuanhai shook his head: "That's not necessary. ”

"I understand the price now, and then negotiate the price privately with you, and others will be able to give you a discount for me, and they must all want to bargain."

"Then I'm not bothered enough."

When the white-haired old stall owner heard this, he immediately smacked his lips: "You young man, you are really stubborn." ”

"This price is just this price, and I don't let a penny, how can I do this business?"

Ji Yuanhai smiled and said no more.

The white-haired old stall owner was a little stupid: "If you want this, I really won't buy it." ”

I looked at the sun above my head again, and then looked at the orchids in the era of the sea against the sun, and there was no malaise at all, and I secretly thought that this young man really has his own unique ability, and this money is also a little reasonable.

After hesitating, I didn't buy it after all.

Even if the price is reduced by another 100 yuan, and others buy it for 600 yuan, he can barely accept it for 500 yuan......

The white-haired old stall owner has returned to his stall after all.

At twelve o'clock, Wang Zhuyun volunteered: "Are you hungry?" I'm going to buy food! ”

Ji Yuanhai is not too hungry, Lu Heling is not too hungry, there is no place to buy food nearby, and the back kitchen canteen of the exhibition hall is not open to the public, so Wang Zhuyun is not allowed to buy it again.

"Classmate Wang, after closing the stall today, we will treat you to a good meal."

Ji Yuanhai said: "I heard that there is a time-honored brand called Yan Fushun in the provincial capital, and he is the best at making palace dishes, let's also enjoy the treatment of the previous prince?" ”

Wang Zhuyun was not polite to Ji Yuanhai, but after listening to Ji Yuanhai talk about this time-honored brand, he felt that the price might not be cheap.

"Ji Yuanhai, isn't this okay? You just made money, and it was not easy to set up a stall to make money, and it took a lot of thought, and I am too embarrassed to eat such an expensive meal from yours. ”

Ji Yuanhai smiled: "Classmate Wang, we've known each other for so long, do we still need to break these things?" ”

He said with a little emotion: "It's interesting to taste the taste that you can't usually eat, and to taste a different life trajectory." ”

"If it's set in stone, follow it step by step...... We are still young, don't we need to live like middle-aged and elderly people like this? ”

After hearing this, Wang Zhuyun looked at Ji Yuanhai suspiciously: "Is this your life motto?" ”

"At least, when I was younger, it was."

Ji Yuanhai said frankly.

Walk steadily and step by step - not suitable for this turbulent era, nor for the memories that his heart is full of.

"It's unique," Wang Zhuyun said after a moment's thought, "It's a bit like some Western characters, such as The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Robinson Crusoe, who have an adventurous spirit and a hedonistic spirit." ”

"In the eyes of our country, it's a bit like a second-rate person."

Ji Yuanhai smiled: "Your description is quite accurate, but you forgot one thing, people judge heroes by success or failure." ”

"The failed adventurer, that is, 'my uncle Hule', is really second-rate, and the successful adventurer...... Mr. Wang, who do you think I should say? ”

Wang Zhuyun looked at him suspiciously: "Who?" ”

"That Mr. Flower this morning." Ji Yuanhai said.

Wang Zhuyun was surprised: "Why did you suddenly say him?" ”

"It's just that I just happened to pass by, and I just used it as an example." Ji Yuanhai said, "A businessman like him has unlimited success and can enjoy a lot; But if it doesn't work out, it's a nameless second-rate ......"

"You're a little extreme." Wang Zhuyun said, "There are only successes and failures in life? Success and failure are measured only by wealth and enjoyment? That's not our standard of spiritual needs. ”

What Wang Zhuyun said can be regarded as a standard answer.

"I suggest you study politics hard." Ji Yuanhai said with a smile, "Spiritual and cultural needs and identity needs are ...... after material needs are satisfied."

As he was talking, a car stopped in front of Ji Yuanhai's stall, and a man in a shirt got down.

This person directly handed Ji Yuanhai a thick stack of ten yuan unity: "A pot of Song Mei, a pot of Longchangsu, the kind that Boss Hua bought." ”

Ji Yuanhai took the money and clicked it, it was indeed 1,200 yuan.

didn't say much, let this person move a pot of Song Mei and a pot of Longchangsu.

The man didn't say a word else, took the flowers and left.

After he left, Ji Yuanhai's heart moved, thinking about the money on his body and making plans.

Brought to the provincial capital from Qingshan County, there are still more than 1,000 now.

Today I bought seven pots of orchids, a total of four thousand two.

That's five thousand two hundred dollars.

When all this money is in hand, Ji Yuanhai can consider another issue...... That is, not to rent a house, but to buy a house in a provincial capital, how much does it cost.

Buying a house, from the current consideration, is necessary to store things, after all, Lu Heling's parents' inheritance is very valuable, and it needs to be stored well, and it is impossible to put it in a hotel or student dormitory.

From now on, it is also the need for the habitat of the sea and Lu Heling.

Thinking about it later, it even has a bit of a value preservation.

As for renting a house, Ji Yuanhai has also inquired and seen it, and it is a problem for the landlord and the tenant to get along with each other, and it is still a problem to live in the same courtyard and not guarantee any privacy.

I can buy a house directly in one go, and at least I am not angry with this kind of renting a house.

Before Ji Yuanhai could finish his calculations, another car drove up and stopped in front of his stall.

Ji Yuanhai, Lu Heling, and Wang Zhuyun were all pleasantly surprised; The stall owners of the other stalls also raised their hearts again.

Say, there is?

Who is that Mr. Flower?

Sure enough, what came out of the car was another person who paid for two pots of flowers, picked up the flowers and left.

Ji Yuanhai had another 1,200 yuan in his hand.

Not to mention that the stall owners of other stalls feel unreal, even Lu Heling and Wang Zhuyun feel unreal.

That's ...... Another 1,200 dollars?

There are still five pots of flowers left on the booth of Ji Yuanhai, one pot of Song Mei and four pots of Longchangsu.

At a rough count, he sold it for 5,400 yuan.

What a huge sum of money in this era!

The middle-aged man surnamed Shan came over sourly and said, "Xiao Ji, have you made a fortune?" ”

Ji Yuanhai said: "I just returned to my roots...... Brother Shan, you are also an insider, you should know that it is not easy to raise these flowers and plants. ”

It is precisely because I am an insider that I know that you kid must have made a lot of money.

The middle-aged man surnamed Shan thought sourly.

No one will come again, will they? No one will come, right?

This kid is almost making enough money, right?

At the beginning of the afternoon, there were many fewer people watching the flower exhibition than in the morning, and the booth of Ji Yuanhai passed by some people one after another, and there were some people who asked for the price, and none of them bought.

For ordinary people with a salary or a small surplus of money in their families, no matter how beautiful this flower looks and how good it looks, after all, it can't ignore life because of flowers.

The stalls opened in the morning and afternoon, and gradually made a little money, and compared with the usual business, it was not much better, or even worse.

Therefore, by more than three o'clock in the afternoon, there were fewer and fewer people who came to see the flower show, and these roadside stalls were closed one after another, and seven or eight were gone.

The "mountain brother" next to Ji Yuanhai and the white-haired old stall owner haven't left yet......

Of course, Ji Yuanhai did not close the stall and continued to sit and wait for someone who was destined.

There is nothing else to do to close the stall, so it is better to wait here and chat with Wang Zhuyun and Lu Heling by the way.

Today's harvest has completely exceeded expectations, and Ji Yuanhai is also in a good mood - he expected that if no one really buys it, then he can only dispose of one or two hundred pots of flowers.

In other words, the guaranteed income that Ji Yuanhai expected from the beginning should be between 1,004 and 2,008 today.

This is not because he is arrogant, but because of the large market in the provincial capital, as well as the high-grade orchid varieties he specially concocted, it is completely okay to get rid of one or two hundred, and even a little low.

But after all, he didn't expect that he could sell as many as nine pots at a high price of 601 pots.

This was a completely unexpected gain.

The remaining five pots of flowers, even if they can't be sold, Ji Yuanhai is relatively easy to clean up, so they are no longer eager to sell them outside.

Sitting in front of the booth, chatting and chatting about the topic until noon.

Ji Yuanhai and Wang Zhuyun argued, Lu Heling didn't argue with the two of them anyway, it just looked like neither of them could convince anyone.

What Wang Zhuyun said is the upright truth in the books, which is really nice to say, and according to what the books say, it is indeed what should be done.

However, what Ji Yuanhai said to Wang Zhuyun was a change in reality.

Anyway, the two of them are talking about Tu Yile, and they are not really arguing, they are just arguing and playing.

Before I knew it, it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

There are only three stalls left, "Brother Shan", Ji Yuanhai, and the white-haired old stall owner.

The Cantonese starling of "Brother Shan" still failed to sell without the favor of the southern boss.

However, he was also happy in the bitterness, seeing that Ji Yuanhai's business had not opened in the afternoon, he still had the heart to say a word: "Xiao Ji, it's not too early, it's time to close the stall and go home, right?" ”

Ji Yuanhai said lightly: "Don't worry, the bus hasn't stopped yet." ”

"Brother Shan" smiled: "Okay, don't worry, I'm leaving." ”

shouted to the white-haired stall owner: "Old Wang, can you go?" ”

The white-haired stall owner shook his head: "I'm not in a hurry, you can go first." ”

"Okay, wait to pick up the leak......"

"Brother Shan" could see that Lao Wang just wanted to wait for the Ji Yuanhai to close the stall, and then bargain when the Ji Yuanhai closed the stall.

This made "Brother Shan" even more envious, even if the price drops again, it will earn more than me.

I didn't make any money today, all because of this kid surnamed Ji - if it weren't for his acquaintance with the exhibition hall, the two girls around him were wearing bracelets to play with bloodstone and watches, "Brother Shan" and other stall owners would have come up with a crooked idea and tried his way.

Out-of-towners, newcomers, peers, make so much money......

Together, these four are hated.

"Brother Shan" muttered in his heart, and while he was packing up his things and walking, a car drove over again.

"Brother Shan" was taken aback, and his heart was extremely congested.

How did you get to this point, and there are still people to buy?

Lao Wang, the white-haired stall owner, also stood up nervously and looked towards Ji Yuanhai's stall.

Don't sell the last pot of Song Mei!

Ji Yuanhai, Lu Heling, and Wang Zhuyun were also surprised: are there anything else to buy?

When he got out of the car, this time it was not the boss's subordinates or bosses, but an old man.

With the support of a young man, he came to Ji Yuanhai's stall, looked at the four basins of Longchangsu in a daze, and finally walked in front of the basin of Longchangsu and looked at it carefully.

"Since I came to the north, I have never seen such a watery Longchangsu."

The old man said with a little rustic accent.

Looking at the sun that was still quite hot, and then looking at Long Changsu, the old man said to Ji Yuanhai: "Young man, is Long Changsu raised like this?" ”

"Not really, it's just that I have some exclusive secrets, so I can raise them like this."

Ji Yuanhai said: "If you want to buy it back, you still have to take good care of it, you can't be like me." ”

The old man nodded: "Well, there is a specialization in the art industry, is that so...... How many pots of flowers did you sell today? ”

"Nine pots have been sold."

"Are they all people who love flowers and cherish flowers and can raise flowers?" The old man asked.

Ji Yuanhai replied: "I can't take care of this too much, I have to make money to sell flowers to recoup the cost, and I have to make money to use it; Somebody buys it, so I have to sell it. ”

"It's a pity...... the old man said, without any disdainful expression, and he didn't feel distressed by Ji Yuanhai's answer, but continued to chat with Ji Yuanhai: "You're not old, what do you want to make all this money for?" ”

Ji Yuanhai replied: "Earn tuition fees for backup, and also improve living conditions." ”

The old man was surprised: "Oh? You're not ready to do business? Are you still in school? ”

(End of chapter)