Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

This morning, he used 5 yuan to transfer, and bought a total of about fifty pots of flowers. By twelve o'clock at noon, their hands were empty.

The collected flowers were almost bought by others within 10 minutes at the booth, and Wan Feng was not greedy for the profit of each pot of flowers at around [-] yuan, so he only made a dollar.

When the stall was closed at twelve o'clock, the 5 yuan had turned into nearly [-] yuan.

Returning to their rented house after dinner, Wan Feng reported the morning income.

"We transferred a total of 9000 pots of flowers this morning, and made a profit of [-] yuan. The money will be divided equally after we go home."

This time, all four of them contributed to the sale, and it would be impossible without any one of them. Naturally, it had to be shared equally.

"Ming Dou, come out with me for a visit and bring 5000 yuan."

Since I rented a relatively prominent place in the flower market to set up a flower stall, how could I do without a pot of flowers for the stall, Wan Feng thought of the pot of flowers he had ordered at Qi Lan.

I don't know if the potted flower is still there?

Wan Feng and Li Mingdou stopped a Lada taxi and came to Qi Lan's house.

Qi Xingcheng didn't know what he was doing recently, Wan Feng didn't see him in the flower market.

Qi Lan didn't have any dissatisfaction or complaints about Wan Feng's arrival, and was still very affectionate to him.

"Uncle Qi, do you think I'm just a fool, and my words don't count? I ordered a florist but there's no sign of me?"

"Haha, sir, I don't think so."

"Didn't I buy the set of equipment from the gasoline engine factory after I finished processing those flowers? I went back to install the set of equipment, and I just came back." Wan Feng explained.

"Did you buy the gasoline engine?" Qi Lan was a little surprised. That set of equipment can't be bought for three or two dollars. Although he has retired, he still knows some things about the factory.

That set of equipment is 500 million, this kid is really rich!

"Well! I sent it away around the tenth, and I'll go back and resettle it. Where's your Xingcheng?"

"He went to work. Didn't he get transferred to the motorcycle factory? Now that the motorcycle equipment is sold, that factory naturally doesn't exist anymore. He was called back to work by the factory."

No wonder I didn't see this kid selling flowers in the flower market.

"Master, is the potted flower I want still there?"

"Yes, I didn't sell it, I'll take you to have a look."

Wan Feng followed Qi Lan to his flower cellar.

Qi Lan's flower cellar is very closed, the lighting and heat preservation measures are in place, and the flower cellar is as warm as spring.

Wan Feng ordered so that the potted face was still there, and the other pots of Buddha light orchids, colored orchids, Anshan orchids and so on surrounded it to compete for beauty.

Chapter 871 Prophecy about Clivia Market

The flowers are still there, but the price negotiated before is obviously not good enough.

"Master Qi, the current price of Clivia is not the same as the price when I ordered it at the beginning. We don't need to deal with those intriguing things. I will give you another chance to make another price."

Of course, Qi Lan knows that the current flower price is no longer what it was before October, and he wanted to say a few words about the price, but he has never done anything unscrupulous in his life, nor has he ever broken a promise Things, Wan Feng felt embarrassed when he said that.

"Xiao Wan, you have to be trustworthy in life. How can you change the price you set at the beginning? Just stick to the price you set before."

Qi Lan's words surprised Wan Feng deeply. At the beginning, he priced this potted flower at 6000 yuan. Now that the potted flower has been brought outside, I dare not say it. If Wan Feng worked hard to fool this potted flower, he would have no pressure at all Even if you don't fool around and sell [-] yuan, it's not a problem.

Of course Qi Lan knew the price of the flower, so he still paid the original price?

Although there were many bad people in the 80s, there were also many good people. People were honest and kind in their hearts.

"Master Qi, how can it be done? You will always suffer a lot, and I can't let you suffer a lot. Well, I won't give you more. I will double the price of this potted flower. I'll give you 8000 yuan for your pot of Anshan orchids, and [-] yuan for these two pots of flowers, and I'll keep it, Mingdou! Pay for it!"

Li Mingdou was dumbfounded, you just asked me to bring fifteen thousand, where can I find the five thousand?

Li Mingdou didn't bring it, but Wan Feng did.

Wan Feng took out five wads of money and the money Li Mingdou brought from the pocket inside the padded jacket to make up [-] yuan and handed it to Qi Lan.

Twelve thousand for this pot of flowers is really not much, but the pot of Anshan orchid is not worth eight thousand, both sides Yizhong and Qi Lan feel that they have taken advantage.

"Oh, Xiao Wan, what a shame!"

"Master Qi, you don't have to be embarrassed, it's not easy for you to cultivate flowers, that's all."

"Then I'll take it." Qi Lan took the money.

After the flower problem was solved, Wan Feng walked around Qi Lan's flower shed, and unexpectedly saw more than a dozen pots of flower seedlings that were obviously newly bred.

Fortunately, Qi Lan didn't need to buy flower seedlings, otherwise the money would be wasted.

"Master Qi, if one day the Clivia market fails, what are you always going to do?"

"Will the Clivia market be okay?" Qi Lan asked suspiciously.

"Master Qi, do you think Clivia itself is worth the money?"

Qi Lan shook his head: "It's not worth it at all. In fact, this thing is useless except for viewing. I don't understand why it is so valuable."

"This is actually a game of drumming and passing flowers. Everyone is holding this flower, and will hold it higher and higher. But when one day it cannot be held or it is interrupted by external reasons, the drumming will stop. In the end, whoever gets this flower will lose everything.”

Qi Lan blinked her eyes and thought for a long time, but she couldn't figure out what was going on here.

"Xiao Wan, when do you think Clivia will fail?"

Wan Feng thought for a while: "Soon, it won't be more than half a year, at most there are still four or five months of good time. If you want to sell the flowers in your hand, you can sell them while the price is high, and then come and go. Just for fun, you can't afford to raise these seedlings now, you might as well cash out while the flower seedlings are expensive now, and you can earn more. If you are still interested in raising them in the future, when the Clivia market dies, you can pick them up on the street. I can pick it up."

"Would such a situation really happen?" Qi Lan was dubious.

"It's bound to happen, you can't be wrong if you listen to me."

"Hey! If there is such a day, what else can I do? This retirement day is actually very boring. What else can I do if I don't play with flowers?"

"Master Qi, are you interested in working in my company? Use your spare heat."

"To your business?"

"Of course I didn't buy that set of equipment to go back and use it as a painting. Of course, I want to start a business. Motorcycles need carburetors, so I need talents in this field. You used to specialize in carburetors. ,I need your help."

"Xiao Wan, I really want to do something, but I don't want to leave my homeland. Going to Beiliao is too far away. It's unrealistic for me to abandon my family and career at my age."

Qi Lan's words are not unreasonable. Older people have a love affair with their families, and they are not very willing to leave their hometown.

"Master Qi, let's see, if you can find old colleagues from the past, can you organize together to set up a small enterprise specializing in the production of motorcycle carburetors? Life has created benefits for myself, how about it?"