When Chen Xia really took out cash and bought the Clivia at a price 20% higher than the market price, the crowd exploded.
Most of the people who come to Chaoyang Park are here to buy and sell Clivia, or they are Clivia lovers. Who doesn’t have a few pots of rare and exquisite Clivia at home?
Except for those who are particularly in love with their lover, everyone else can sell anything as long as they have enough money. Do you want your wife at home to sell you?
So everyone dispersed and went to bring their own Clivias to sell, for fear that they would miss the opportunity.
The streets of Northeast China in winter are freezing cold. With the introduction of Old Huang, Chen Xia rented a greenhouse in Chaoyang Park for 50 yuan a day. The area is about 200 square meters, which is enough.
The acquisition went very smoothly. By the evening, Chen Xia and Lao Huangtou had collected more than 200 pots of Clivia, including 50 rare ones and 170 fine ones. They spent a total of 40,000 yuan, which is absolutely astonishing.
When it was getting dark and no one came, Chen Xia took out 100 yuan and gave it to Old Huang:
"Master Huang, thank you so much. This is my reward for today. Let's continue our cooperation tomorrow."
Old Huang happily took the money and said, "Thank you, Comrade Zhang. Hey, by the way, are you going to leave your Clivia here tonight? I'm afraid it's not safe."
"It's okay, someone will come to help me move it away tonight."
"Okay, I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow."
After Old Huang walked away, Chen Xia couldn't wait to stamp his feet to keep warm, returned to the greenhouse and put all the Clivias into the space hospital, then jogged towards the Huanglong Hotel.
When they returned to the hotel, Gu Lin was already waiting with a pout on her face. "Chen Lao Er, where have you been all day? Why are you back just now?"
As Chen Xia took off her clothes, she coaxed, "Auntie, I'm going to earn money for our son's milk powder."
"Making money? It's winter, and there's nothing but snow and ice. What can you buy?"
Well, Gu Lin also knew that her husband liked to buy good things when he saw them, so she was used to it and was not surprised.
While taking a hot bath, Chen Xia said in the bathroom: "You are so lazy that you missed the opportunity to make a fortune."
Gu Lin made a face towards the bathroom, then helped Chen Xia find some clothes to change into from the suitcase...
Early the next morning, Gu Lin was still sound asleep, but the workhorse Chen Xia had already gotten up with great difficulty, holding his waist.
Looking at the deep dark circles in the mirror, he sighed, took out some ginseng and deer antlers from the space and started to make tea with them. It was a tragedy that he had to rely on medicine at such a young age.
The deer antler slices were also purchased from Fusong. This almost bought all the deer antlers under the Materials Bureau, and this cost him 50,000 yuan.
Originally, he was planning to hide it and sell it decades later, but now it seems there's no need to wait. Even this amount of velvet isn't enough for him to replenish himself...
After leaving a note for the little goblin on the bed, the hardworking Chen Huangniu had to go out again to earn money for milk powder for his son, grandson and great-great-grandson.
It was already 8 o'clock when he arrived at Chaoyang Park. He suddenly found that there was a huge crowd of people in front of the greenhouse, and they were all holding Clivia to sell.
Chen Xia finally squeezed to the front of the greenhouse. Old Huang was already waiting there. When he saw him coming, he immediately shouted:
"Everyone, please make way. Comrade Zhang from Hong Kong has arrived. The purchase will begin shortly. But first things first: if you don't have any rare orchids, please don't bring them out."
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Is the purchase price today the same as yesterday?"
Chen Xia nodded. Old Huang stood on the table and said loudly, "Same here. We'll mark up the price of rare items by 50% and the price of fine goods by 20%. Everyone, please bring out your good stuff. Comrade Zhang will be leaving after today."
Upon hearing the price promise, the crowd immediately started to talk.
Chen Xia took the opportunity to pull Old Huang over and asked, "What's going on? Are all these people here to sell Clivia?"
"Yes, I see everyone who's dealing in Clivia in Huanglong City has arrived today. They have a lot of good stuff. Mr. Zhang, do you have enough money?"
"Money is no problem, but you have to help me with this, Old Huang."
Old Huang adjusted his glasses and said, "I will be loyal to my master as long as he provides me with food. Don't worry, Mr. Zhang."
Chen Xia patted his bag and said, "Let's get started. If you receive a satisfactory Clivia today, I will double your reward."
After hearing this, Old Huang said with great energy: "We are starting to collect. Line up and come one by one. If anyone breaks the rules, I will embarrass you every day in this place and make it impossible for you to survive in this business. Do you understand?"
This old man seemed to be a local tyrant. Fortunately, there were not many unscrupulous businessmen in 1982. It was still an era of honesty and integrity.
At the end of the day, Chen Xia got cramps from counting the money, and Old Huang's voice was hoarse from shouting. The two of them received a total of 300 pots of rare Clivia and 650 pots of fine Clivia.
Among them, 60 pots are rare treasures among treasures in the market. Even Old Huangtou was amazed and said that they were great treasures and good things.
Chen Xia couldn't see what was so precious about them at all. They were just a few green leaves and a few small flowers. Why was she so obsessed with them?
The people who hype this up are really crazy. Just a pot of flowers can be exchanged for a Crown car. Can looking at this flower too much help cure diseases and disasters, prolong life, or replenish qi and strengthen yang?
Well, giving so many precious and exquisite items to Chen Xia is like a pearl covered in dust.
That day, Chen Xia shelled out over 180,000 yuan. Over the two days, he spent nearly 230,000 yuan, collecting 60 super rare pots, 390 rare pots, and 820 fine pots.
Today's 230,000 will be worth hundreds of millions in two years. Chen Xia decided to sell the goods slowly in the first half of 1985, leaving no one behind. Anyone who keeps one will be a fool.
In the evening, Chen Xia took out 500 yuan and gave it to Old Huang, who was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly.
"Comrade Zhang, it's just what's due. I'm not a greedy person."
Chen Xia grabbed Old Huang's hand and stuffed the money into it:
"Old Huang, I owe you all this money. You deserve it. Finally, I want to say something to you. If you trust me, you can also collect some rare Clivias. Be sure to keep them for two years. You may find a surprise in two years."
As soon as these words came out, Old Huang fell into deep thought...
In the past two days, the circle of Clivia merchants and enthusiasts in Huanglong City is filled with joy. They made a lot of money after the Chinese New Year. Who wouldn’t be happy?
Everyone was counting the money, but cursing Xiang Jiangzi in their hearts for being such a sucker. He actually bought the Clivia at a much higher price than the market price. He was obviously a spendthrift.
But it was these people who regretted it so much two years later. It felt like they had given away the fat meat they had obtained and missed out on hundreds of millions of dollars.
How many people beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting their actions and vomiting three liters of blood.
The happier you are now, the more regretful you will be in the future.
From then on, the legend of Comrade Zhang, the Hong Kong man who bought 1,270 pots of Clivia in two days and then mysteriously disappeared, was left in the world.
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