Rebirth 82, you asked me to marry my sister, are you crazy?

When the fat aunt saw Tian Wenyu's appearance, she turned around and ran away.

She came to show off her power and scare Ban Jiaxing and Tian Wenyu, but she didn't intend to actually fight.

When she turned around and ran, she called to her son and nephew.

Several people quickly ran out of the door.

"Big fat bitch, if you make trouble again, I will break your legs." Tian Wenyu threatened from behind.

The reason why Tian Wenyu dared to take the stick at this time.

It was the fat aunt who spoke her mind.

Taking someone to their house and asking for two pots of Clivia is no different from robbery.

Get started and let's deal with it later.

So Tian Wenyu copied the guy.

Unexpectedly, the other party was really timid.

"Brother Wenyu has caused you trouble again."

Ban Jiaxing said apologetically.

"Bullshit, we are our own people, this is no trouble."

Tian Wenyu didn't take the fat bitch seriously, thinking that the bitch should be afraid and not make trouble again.

the following few days.

The rumors are growing.

There were even rumors that someone from Fengtian City came to Spring City to rob Clivia.

It is said that Clivia is hard to find all over the country.

This news reached the farmers who had previously sold Clivia to Tian Wenyu, and they all looked at Tian Wenyu in the wrong light.

I regret selling it to him.

They all went to the bustling street of Spring City to inquire about the price of Clivia.

Sure enough, the price was ridiculously high, with 21 pots of the unflowered ones sold.

Flowering and tall ones cost more than 100 yuan, while cheaper ones cost dozens of yuan.

This has become a skyrocketing trend.

Many citizens, who had one or two pots at home, began to go to the market to sell them.

A pot of flowers walked from the street to the end of the street.

tripled.

Everyone is crazy.

In the streets and alleys, everyone is talking about Clivia.

Who has a pot and what price it sold for.

If anyone has two pots and doesn't sell them at all, then he will lose money if he sells them.

I heard the price will go up.

In this era of earning tens of dollars a month.

A pot of flowers has become a sky-high price.

Finally got media attention.

It appeared in newspapers and began to promote Clivia.

With the intervention of the media, the incident will ferment quickly.

More people get involved.

People's jealousy is very strong. When they see their neighbor next door, they become stupid and raise a pot of clivia and become rich, so they can't accept it.

I'm much smarter than him, so why can't I be rich?

He also went to the market to buy flowers, and even spent all his belongings to buy flowers.

Tian Wenyu also started to stroll around this bustling street, Hongqi Street.

When he sees a Clivia in bloom, he will also buy it.

Although the value of the flowers in his hand has increased dozens of times.

But that's not enough.

On this day, in a corner of the street, a group of people were discussing around a pot of Clivia.

When Tian Wenyu saw the pot of flowers, his eyes shrank.

This seems to be the basin that appeared in newspapers in later generations.

It was also this potted flower that caused the price to skyrocket.

Because of this potted flower, a murder occurred.

An old revolutionary leader moved out his collection of Clivia for everyone to enjoy, which triggered a murder.

His guard was stabbed in the vital part by the gangsters in this incident.

This vicious case suddenly pushed Clivia to the top.

It used to be rumors, but this time it was published in a newspaper, with pictures and the truth.

Clivia has really become a hot commodity.

In this barren period,

Prices have risen to unimaginable levels.

Tian Wenyu observed the old man sitting next to the flowers.

He looked kind.

He was smiling and introducing his potted flower to a few old men and many young people who were watching.

He was dressed like a normal person.

Even the guard standing next to him was dressed in ordinary clothes.

Tian Wenyu glanced at the guard, a very handsome young man.

He observed his surroundings vigilantly.

But no matter how vigilant he was, he would never know that he would die today.

Tian Wenyu also observed his surroundings.

No suspicious persons were found.

Everyone was smiling and talking about the potted flower.

Tian Wenyu was no longer in the mood to look at other flowers.

He wanted to save the guard.

It's so heartbreaking to die at such a young age.

Tian Wenyu also approached the crowd of onlookers and began to pay attention to the surroundings like the guards.

"I have been raising flowers for six years, and this pot of flowers is my most proud one. Look at their Clivia, which has one flower sword, and mine has two flower swords."

"The blooms are twice as many as theirs, isn't it beautiful?"

The old man is still showing off to a few old men.

"Lao Guan, last time you asked me for a pot of ivy, but you didn't give me anything as a gift?"

"Give me this pot of clivia." An old man suddenly came to hold flowers.

At that juncture, with quick eyes and quick hands, he took Clivia into his arms.

"What do you want to eat? What's that pot of rotten flowers of yours? What am I doing?"

"Laoguan, if you are not honest, why can't you communicate politely? Otherwise, I will suffer a loss and give you five yuan."

"Tch, even if you add five hundred more, I won't sell it. This is my pet. If you want to see it, you little brat, just come to my house and see it. If you want it, don't even think about it."

"You old man, it's all for nothing that I brought you a bowl of mushroom stewed chicken a few days ago."

"It's as if you didn't drink my stuffed donkey. That was brought to me by my old comrades in Xinjiang."

"I'm not angry if you don't mention it, so you just gave me a couple of sips and scratched the donkey."

"You act like a bandit when you come to my place. Don't you know how old you are?"

"If you had been in my army before, you would have been executed on the spot. Socialism saved you."

Mr. Guan said it very excitedly, blowing his beard and staring.

Two old men were pinching each other.

A middle-aged man in a suit walked up to the crowd of onlookers.

There was a bag tucked under his arm. What made Tian Wenyu's eyes widen the most was not his avant-garde attire.

But this guy actually has a bp machine on his waist.

What era is this?How come there is such a thing in China?

When Tian Wenyu was thinking.

This guy said, "So beautiful! How can Brother Li sell it?"

Damn, are they from Yangcheng or Hong Kong City?

Tian Wenyu's immediate reaction was this.

Old man Guan was stunned.

Looking at this guy in fancy clothes, he obviously didn't understand.

"Old man, is this flower yours? How much does it cost?"

This guy speaks this crappy Mandarin.

This time the old man understood.

"No, this flower is not for sale."

The stylishly dressed guy showed a surprised expression.

Then he smiled and said, "If you don't sell it, then the price offered is not enough!"

"Should I sell this potted flower for 5000 yuan?"

This guy is confident.

Mr. Guan showed contempt.

"It really smells like copper!"

The old man stood up and looked at the guard next to him, "Xiao Liu, let's go home."

Xiao Liu nodded and took the flowers from the old man's hand.

"Do you want to discuss it again? It's not easy for me to come from Yangcheng. I've traveled thousands of kilometers just for a pot of good flowers."

"Can you sell it to me?"

Mr. Guan ignored him at all and walked towards the alley behind him with the guard.

"Old Mr. Chen, come to my place and kill two games later." As Mr. Guan walked away, he turned back and said something to the old man who had just quarreled with him.

I ignored the guy from Yangcheng at all.

"I'll give you 5 yuan, will you sell it?"