According to the actual explanation, it is definitely not tenable. Wan Feng can only adopt the principle of roundabout way to create value for Clivia.

To put it simply, it's nonsense.

"Actually, the Clivia I want to plant is a very valuable medicinal plant. It can be said that its entire body is a treasure. The seeds, stems, and roots all have enormous medicinal value. The roots, in particular, are sold by the gram, at dozens of yuan per gram. A single root usually weighs several taels. Do you think it could fetch tens of thousands of yuan?"

Wan Feng's face didn't change color and his heart didn't beat fast. He spoke solemnly as if it were true.

Luan Feng blinked her eyes: "Why do I hear you say this thing looks like ginseng?"

"Just think of it as ginseng."

Luan Feng sneered, "I told you you're kidding me! I only have two pots of Clivia on my windowsill. How could I not know it has such value?"

"Ah! You have a Clivia on your windowsill? How come I didn't notice it? Take me to see if it's a valuable variety. Maybe it's worth tens of thousands."

"Really? Can it be worth that much?"

Luan Feng's mental focus immediately deviated, and his eyes instantly turned into the look of Kong Fangxiong, with a face full of RMB.

Luan Feng did not lie. There were several pots of flowers on her windowsill and in her mother's room, two of which were indeed Clivia.

However, Wan Feng didn't know much about Clivia at the moment, so he couldn't tell what kind it was. However, the leaves grew very neatly and densely. In one pot, the leaves were lined up like swords, pointing straight to the sky.

"How long have you been growing these Clivias?"

"I don't know, but it's been there for several years. My mother raised it."

It seems that the longer Clivia is stored, the more valuable it becomes. These two pots of Clivia might be sold for tens of thousands of dollars in two years.

If it is really worth that much money, I must exchange it for cash. If you miss it, you will miss it forever.

Fortunately, this flower was grown by her mother. If it was in Luan Feng's hands, it would have died long ago.

"How is the factory doing now? Have the employees shown any resistance to the new factory rules?"

"I haven't noticed. It seems to be no different from before."

It would be fine if there is no difference, but it is useless if there is a difference. A factory should have its own rules and regulations, otherwise it will be a mess.

The garment factory was not in chaos, but some things behind the scenes were a bit messy.

As the number of merchants and customers continues to increase, the hardware conditions in the depression are under pressure.

The only hotel run by the team could not meet the needs of customers at all.

The foresighted descendants of Wa started to build a lot of buildings in their own yard, including side rooms and gatehouses, and turned them all into a hotel.

It costs one dollar a night, and a family can accommodate 20 to 30 people at most. Even Luan Feng was tempted.

The building that her family used to use as a workshop was divided into small rooms, and a north-south kang was built, so it was no problem for thirty people to live there.

That’s thirty yuan a night!

If the west wall is also built into a building, it will cost sixty yuan a night!

Wan Feng was speechless. The garment factory was now working in two shifts to produce more than 3,000 pieces of clothing a day, with a profit of several thousand yuan, but she was thinking about the 60 yuan!

"Are you still short of that sixty yuan? Do you know how much trouble it is to recruit someone to stay at the hotel?"

"But I rented it to my sister. Even though she said she would pay, who knows if my mother would ask her for a penny."

Wan Feng was stunned for a moment: "Haha, so this is where you're really petty! It's okay to give it to your sister for free, right?"

"That house is mine. When my brother left home, my mother said that she would give it to me in the future. Why shouldn't I ask for money?" Luan Feng said confidently, as if she was only interested in money.

"It's just a shabby house. If that doesn't work, we can build another one in front of your house. If the house doesn't work, we can build a building. Anyway, the mountain bend in front of your house is mine."

"Ah! That mountain bend is all yours?"

Wan Feng nodded.

Luan Feng was delighted: "I'm going to make a fortune now. If we build this into a hotel, it can accommodate hundreds of people. One dollar per person, ten dollars for ten people, ten dollars for a hundred people..."

Wan Feng had the urge to take a picture of her, so why did he get into trouble with the hotel?

You will die if you don’t open a hotel!

"After I leave before the New Year, you and your parents can move in with me. You can either let your sister live in this house and open a workshop there, or rent it out."

"Why?"

"Your place is isolated and too close to the market. It's not safe."

"Then my sister will be safe? My sister is so beautiful, what if someone takes a fancy to her?"

Wan Feng decided to go to the market, and he found that he and Luan Feng often had nothing in common.

Your sister is dead and she was just picked on by someone? Isn’t your brother-in-law here too?

Besides, even if I get a cross, it’s not a big deal. The sun will rise as usual, and life must go on...

No, women at that time had a strong sense of chastity. If they were defiled, they might hang themselves or jump into the river.

If Luan Ying got stabbed and jumped into the river or hanged herself, what would Shen Hongjun do? Would he marry another woman?

Bah! Are you thinking too far?

…

Chen Wenxin's mother listened to Wan Feng's advice, rented a mobile home, bought a few tables and chairs, and opened a snack bar.

It mainly sells cornmeal and white bread, flatbreads, steamed buns, and flower rolls, supplemented by side dishes and vegetable soup.

A steamed bun costs four cents, a flower roll costs five cents, a stuffed bun costs eight cents, a bowl of vegetable soup costs two cents, and a small dish of side dish seems to be three or four cents.

Usually one cent is enough to fill your stomach, and even if you are a little extravagant, two cents is enough to have a whole meal.

Very economical.

Since Luan Feng and I couldn't get along, Wan Feng came to drink the soup. It was dinner time anyway.

I have to go to my grandma's house to eat when I go home, so it's better to spend a little over a dime to have a meal here.

Before entering this snack bar called Convenience, I saw Chen Wenxin working as a waiter in a white coat from a distance.

The business in the store is very good and almost all the seats are occupied.

Chen Wenxin saw Wan Feng coming through the open window and went out to greet him.

Wan Feng found an empty place, and Chen Wenxin came over with a smile to wipe the table.

"Two steamed buns and a bowl of vegetable soup."

A few minutes later, Chen Wenxin brought a plate and a bowl with two steamed buns on the plate.

The vegetable soup is turnip soup, with a lot of vegetables in it.

Wan Feng took a bite of the steamed bun and drank a sip of the soup: "It tastes good."

"I burned it." Chen Wenxin boasted happily.

"Nice cooking. By the way, did you wash your hands when you made the soup?"

Chen Wenxin was depressed: "No!"

"I said it smelled a little weird, so I came over to help every night."

"Um!"

"With you here, your little shop will be much more prosperous. You can eat and watch beautiful women."

Chen Wenxin, who had become a beauty, blushed, as beautiful as the sunset.

"I think if you stand by the door and flirt, more people will come."

"Bah! You're the one flirting!"

"I can't. I'm a man. Men can't flirt with others. No one will see."

"Ivory can't come out of a dog's mouth. I'm going to ignore you."