Chapter 839 Who to sell it to
Manbao looked at Baishan in confusion.
Bai Shan looked at her, unable to help but smile, and said, "Don't be silly, the high price is just for those shops to put it up. If he could really sell it for eight hundred taels, he wouldn't just leave it there without selling it."
Manbao just remembered this and said in frustration, "Oh no, I've been blinded by money."
Bai Erlang, who was standing by, was very happy and asked, "How much did you spend on these two pots of flowers? I hope you don't lose money."
Zhou Lijun also looked at Manbao with concern.
Manbao said, "It didn't cost much, but you reminded me that even if it's not worth eight hundred taels, the price won't be very cheap. Otherwise, would the store dare to offer eight hundred taels?"
Bai Shan, however, had a different perspective. "Didn't Brother Zhou Si say that? Ask for a high price, pay back on the spot. And things are valuable because they're rare, especially things like flowers and plants. Originally, there was probably only one pot of white peony in all of Yizhou City, and then you brought out two, making it three. The already rare white peony has become less rare."
Manbao thought for a moment after hearing this, and placed one of the pots in their study, saying, "We'll keep this one for ourselves, and sell this one."
If they didn't take them out, who would know that there were three pots of white peonies in Yizhou City?
Two pots at most.
Bai Shan asked, "What's the price?"
Manbao hesitated and said, "Six hundred taels?"
Bai Shan was not familiar with the prices of flowers and plants, so he said, "Try it."
Then Manbao was not sold. There were many people asking for the price, but after hearing the price, everyone looked at the flowers and left. No one paid on the spot.
Manbao finally took the flowers back home. Zhou Silang couldn't help but worry, "I hope they won't sell, Manbao. How much did you spend on these flowers? Tell me, I won't scold you even if you lose a lot of money."
Manbao glanced at him and said, "I'm not afraid of you scolding me."
She said, "I'm wondering how I can sell this thing quickly and at a high price."
Zhou Silang judged others by his own experience and said, "I'm afraid it's difficult. Who would buy this thing that can't be eaten or drunk?"
Yeah, who will buy it?
Manbao pondered for a moment, and finally thought of someone who would buy it. "The Princess of Yizhou would probably buy it."
Zhou Silang was so frightened that he looked around and then whispered, "Are you crazy? That's our enemy."
Manbao nodded seriously, with a bit of viciousness in his eyes, and said, "That's right, so we have to make money from them and then use it to deal with them."
Zhou Silang: "What does using it to buy raw herbs have to do with dealing with them?"
"Of course it matters. The more powerful I am, the weaker they appear, and the easier it is to deal with them."
Bai Erlang asked from the side, "When did you become enemies with the Yizhou Palace?"
Bai Shan said: "No matter how powerful you are, you are just an imperial physician, and no matter how weak he is, he is still a prince. You can't just think of not treating him and letting him die of illness, right?"
Bai Erlang: "Is it because of Ji Hao?"
Manbao turned his head away and said, "In short, it is very related. You will know it in a long time."
Bai Jilang: "Why a long, long time from now?"
Bai Jilang: "You guys answer me."
Manbao: "I plan to write an autobiography and write down my life. When I die, you will know it."
Bai Shan laughed and said, "You're only twelve years old and you're already thinking about writing an autobiography. Aren't you ashamed?"
Can anyone write an autobiography?
That's not right, Bai Shan asked, "Who did you ask to help you write it?"
"It's already said it's an autobiography, so of course I wrote it myself."
Bai Erlang couldn't help but say, "History has always been the preserver of historians, and you actually want to write it yourself. Aren't you ashamed?"
Man Bao, who had read a lot of autobiographies in the encyclopedia since childhood, said as a matter of course: "Don't be ashamed. If others can write their autobiographies, why can't I?"
Bai Shan asked in surprise, "Have you ever seen anyone write a letter to themselves? Aren't they just expressing their aspirations through writing or poetry?"
Manbao was stunned for a moment before she realized that she had mixed up the books.
She scratched her head and said, "Okay, I remembered it wrongly. Let me make a precedent."
Bai Jilang: "Master will not be happy that you are setting such a precedent."
Bai Shan thought for a moment and asked, "If you write your own autobiography, can't you praise yourself however you want?"
Manbao hesitated and said, "Of course I have to praise you, but I also have to be fair. For example, I should write down some of my bad thoughts so that future generations can know what I think."
Bai Erlang: "Why should future generations know what you think, since you're not famous?"
Bai Shan asked, "If you write something bad, aren't you afraid that future generations will scold you?"
"Don't worry. No one is perfect. If I portray myself as too good, I will appear hypocritical," Manbao said. "Besides, I will be dead by then. I won't be able to hear them scolding me."
Bai Shan nodded thoughtfully. He carefully glanced at the study and saw that he had not disturbed the teacher. He then leaned over to Man Bao and asked quietly, "How are you going to write your autobiography?"
"I have a notebook where I write down so many things. I wouldn't dare say I write one every day, but on average I should write one every three days. When I'm old, I'll organize these notes, and they will naturally become my autobiography."
Bai Shan thought this method was good and planned to try it in the evening.
Bai Shan: "But what if someone sees such a private notebook?"
Bai Erlang, who was lost in thought, nodded quickly and asked, "Yes, yes, the good and bad people inside have remembered many of our secrets."
Manbao scratched his head and said, "Anyway, no one will find what I'm hiding. As for you...why don't you try to invent a character that only you can understand? You can use that character to remember important things that absolutely cannot be known to others."
Bai Erlang glanced at her and said, "The sage Cangjie spent his entire life to create Chinese characters, and you guys actually want to create your own characters? Aren't you ashamed?"
Bai Shan, however, already had an idea. He and Man Bao shook their heads and said, "No shame, no shame."
Bai Shan said: "Of course we can't compare with Cangjie, but we can still be inferior. Can we delete some characters and use them together?"
Manbao nodded, "I thought so too."
The two looked at each other, reached a consensus, and decided to find time to discuss it together.
Zhou Silang couldn't follow this topic. He could only listen silently. When they finished discussing, he asked, "So we really want to sell the flowers to the Yizhou Palace?"
Manbao nodded.
Bai Shan waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Sell it, sell it, it's not a big deal. As long as they buy it, I can sell it. It's always more satisfying to make money from them than from others. By the way, how much did you spend on this flower?"
Manbao said: "It's very cheap."
Bai Shan: "Then sell them at a higher price, Zhou Si. Tomorrow morning, take the flowers and wait outside the side gate of the Yizhou Palace. Generally speaking, the palace's purchasing agents will be out shopping at that time. Since the Princess of Yizhou likes peonies, the servants will definitely cater to her preferences."
The next update will be around 6:00 PM
(End of this chapter)
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