Chapter 840 Forced Purchase
In the evening, after everyone had washed up, Bai Shan and Man Bao involuntarily ran to the study to find a copy of "Shuowen Jiezi" to study, and Bai Erlang also came quietly.
The three of them gathered together and talked in whispers. Bai Shan and Bai Erlang both felt that it was very impressive to write a text that only they could understand. Man Bao felt the same way, so even though she didn't have to worry about others peeking at her notebook, she still came to study it together.
While Bai Erlang was trying to figure out how to turn a character into something only they could understand, he asked them, "You still haven't told me when you became enemies with the Yizhou Palace."
Bai Shan said: "Anyway, we have become enemies. Stay away from their family in the future."
Bai Erlang said speechlessly, "You're saying it as if I can get closer to their family just because I want to. My family has no power or influence, and we have nothing to do with the palace."
Bai Shan and Man Bao thought the same and stopped worrying about him.
The three of them flipped through "Shuowen Jiezi" for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution that all three of them agreed with, so they decided to go back to the room and sleep... which of course was impossible.
Manbao hid in the system to attend class, and took the opportunity to check the newly earned points. She counted them and found that there were still three plants without entries. The last time she went into the mountains, she had earned a total of 1,238 points, and Keke only took 5%.
Manbao sighed, "It's too little. Why don't you take a bigger cut? I don't mind you taking 50% at a time."
Koko ignored her. The first time it took points from her, it was the one who sat on the stool, grieving for a long time before recovering from it. It felt that the host was good in every way except patience. Apart from studying and learning skills, it wanted to achieve everything else overnight and was unable to take things slowly.
Manbao really didn't want to take things slowly, so he got up early in the morning and urged Zhou Silang to take the flowers out to sell.
When Zhou Silang thought about selling flowers to his enemy, who was a prince, he couldn't help feeling guilty and short of breath, and he hesitated to leave.
Seeing this, Zhou Lijun couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and go out, "I'll do it."
Manbao gave Zhou Lijun a thumbs up and said, "I'll go with you."
Since the youngest sister and niece both went, Zhou Silang of course had to follow them. He could only follow with sighs.
As they walked, Manbao said to him, "Fourth brother, why are you feeling guilty? Think about it, he is our enemy. If we sell them flowers that look good but are of no use, we can use the money to buy delicious food, a shop, and all kinds of things to live our lives. But when our enemy finds out about this, won't he be furious?"
Zhou Silang said, "I don't know if he'll be mad to death, but I think there's a chance he'll kill us in a fit of rage."
Zhou Lijun said to Manbao, "Aunt, Fourth Uncle is too timid. You should ask Sixth Uncle for help with this kind of thing in the future."
Manbao then remembered Zhou Liulang and asked, "I haven't seen Liuge for several days. Doesn't he live at home anymore?"
"What's the place? He's incredibly busy right now," Zhou Silang suddenly remembered. "Oh, Manbao, Lijun and I are going home to work on the farm in a few days. You'd better be careful here alone. Don't provoke enemies unless necessary. If you have any problems, go find Lao Liu, okay?"
"I understand, Fourth Brother, don't worry."
Zhou Silang was not at all reassured, because he suddenly discovered that Manbao's courage was not just ordinary, but extremely, extremely great.
When they arrived at the side door of the Yizhou Palace, Zhou Silang wanted to put down the flowerpot in his arms and move further away, but Manbao didn't. She just stood opposite the side door of the palace and stared at it blankly.
The servant of the palace who was guarding and patrolling outside the side door glanced at them, and when he saw that they did not leave, he stared at them again. Even Zhou Lijun lowered his head with a guilty conscience, and Manbao stared at him blankly.
The servant couldn't help but look at Manbao again, and then looked at the flowerpot in Zhou Silang's arms.
He thought for a moment, spoke to the servant next to him for a while, and then pushed the door open and went in.
After a while, a man who looked like a manager came out and led his men to Manbao and the others. He looked down at the Peony in their arms and asked, "Why are you staying outside our palace..."
Zhou Silang quickly stepped forward to stand in front of Manbao and Zhou Lijun, and said with an apologetic smile, "Hello, steward. We heard that the princess loves peonies, so we have some beautiful peonies and want to sell them to her. We don't know if she likes them."
The steward frowned, "Sell?"
"Yes," Zhou Silang didn't think there was anything wrong with this. After saying the first sentence, the rest of the sentence was easier to say. He bowed and introduced with a smile, "We spent a lot of effort to cultivate this pot of white peony. There is only one in the whole city of Yizhou. It is noble and pure, and it is most suitable for the princess."
The words were nice, but the steward didn't smile at all. He glanced at the peonies in their hands and asked expressionlessly, "Are you selling them, not offering them as an offering?"
"Ah?" Zhou Silang was stunned and looked back at Manbao in confusion.
Manbao coughed lightly and came out from behind Zhou Silang and said, "Sir, our family is just a humble family. How can we be qualified to offer something to the princess? We can only sell things to people like you, and then let you give it to us."
They have nothing to ask the princess for, so what is there to offer?
Giving flowers to the princess is like throwing meat buns at a dog, which will never come back, right?
The shrewd manager naturally understood what Manbao meant. He looked at Manbao in surprise, but when he saw that she was wearing a simple cotton dress, he withdrew his gaze and stared at Bai Mudan again.
He pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, give me the flowers."
After saying that, she took out a purse from her sleeve and threw it to Manbao, waving her hand for someone to take the flowers in her hand.
Manbao was startled for a moment, and quickly reached out to hold the flowerpot. He looked up at his eyes and smiled, "Sir, this flowerpot is priced at eight hundred taels in the flower market. Today, we have a good relationship with you, so we'll choose an auspicious number. Please give us six hundred taels."
The steward hadn't expected Manbao to dare to quote him a price. He suddenly became amused and said, "Six hundred taels? Are you crazy about the money?"
Manbao returned the purse to him and said with a smile, "It seems that you and this flower are not meant to be together."
The steward tossed the purse in his hand and sneered, "It's not up to you to decide whether we're destined to be together or not."
After saying this, he nodded slightly, and the servants following him came forward and surrounded the three of them.
Zhou Silang protected Manbao and Zhou Lijun behind him and almost threw the flowerpot in his hand away, but when he thought that it might be worth six hundred taels, he was reluctant to part with it. His legs trembled a little, and he knew that he should not have come.
What's the point of making money from your enemies? Is it easy to make money from an enemy who can kill people without blinking an eye?
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(End of this chapter)
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