If you didn't look closely, you would never think it was a person. This time she had a new curly hair. She looked at herself in the mirror and said, "How is it?"
The Ming family's father and son looked at him speechlessly for a long time and then nodded.
Ming Xiangdong looked at his son-in-law, hesitating for a long time before saying, "In the future, you should stop learning those messy things from her grandfather."
A grown man should be masculine. It's embarrassing for this effeminate man to dress up as a woman. Ming Xiangdong, a strong man of nearly 1.9 meters, felt that something was wrong. Zhuang Zhixi turned around and smiled, which made him look charming.
Ming Xiangdong covered his face: "Oh my god."
Zhuang Zhixi was very calm. He said, "Dad, if I can't even fool you, how can I fool others? Besides, I didn't learn this from grandpa."
Although it was indeed my grandfather who provided these materials, it is not true to say that Zhuang Zhixi learned all of them from my grandfather. For this, I really have to thank Mr. Zou, yes, the latest mentor of Zhuang Zhixi.
He seconded Zhuang Zhixi, which was really a good use of him. As one of the screenwriters, Zhuang Zhixi followed the crew throughout the whole process. After all, he was the screenwriter and the original author, and he could describe the feeling more clearly. With him around, things got twice the result with half the effort, and the director saved a lot of trouble.
Zhuang Zhixi has been following the crew and has learned a lot. He is a quick learner. Seeing the director coaching the actors, he has also learned a little. Don't underestimate the crew.
He is just like that. It is always good to have many skills.
I learned this from my grandfather. Although it may not be very useful, it is good to learn it by myself. It is also a pleasure when I am older. He is such a person. He is obviously a screenwriter and a member of the team, but he knows a lot of miscellaneous things.
He smiled charmingly, and obviously he didn't look feminine at all, but because of his makeup and posture, people didn't arouse any suspicion.
Zhuang Zhixi: "Look, if someone really wants to take advantage of us, they have to find a woman, right? It has nothing to do with a man like me."
He said earnestly: "If you work half an hour longer in the morning, you may be able to save yourself a lot of trouble."
Ming Xiangdong looked at his son-in-law and said inexplicitly, "I finally understand why the old man loves you. Your personality is really like him. You are interested in everything. You look eccentric, but you are actually very cautious in doing things."
Zhuang Zhixi: "How can we not be cautious? It's a matter of so much money. It's the same for you. Don't come back directly after selling the things. Take a detour."
Ming Xiangdong: "I know this better than you. When I was hiding from the red armband, you were still playing at home."
Zhuang Zhixi: “…”
But if you think about it, it is true. They drive big trucks, so they have to move some things back and forth. Naturally, they are very familiar with places like the black market. When it comes to the ability to dodge others, it is definitely not a problem for them.
If I had to say who is the worst, it would probably be my eldest brother-in-law.
Ming Xiangdong happened to think of this, and he looked at his son and said, "Be careful and be safe."
Zhuang Zhixi nodded, agreeing with his father-in-law's words. Mingcheng: "..."
He said with a smile: "I am more reliable than Zhuang Zhixi, right?"
Ming Xiangdong and Zhuang Zhixi: “I don’t think so.”
Mingcheng: “…”
He felt wronged: "Who is the biological son?"
Ming Xiangdong comforted his son: "I mean you are not as cunning as him."
Zhuang Zhixi: "...Who would praise someone like that?"
He said seriously: "Dad, big brother, you guys are bullying me, your son-in-law, just because you are father and son. If you bully me, I will go back and tell my wife to seek justice for me."
Ming Xiangdong was speechless and kicked him directly. Zhuang Zhixi quickly dodged and laughed.
Ming Xiangdong: “…”
This is the son-in-law. If he were his own son, he would just slap him in the face to let him know that he shouldn't be so mean.
He snorted, looked at his son-in-law again, and said, "Behave yourself and be serious. This is all serious business."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Okay, okay."
He turned to look at Mingcheng and said, "Brother, come here. I'll change your makeup and we'll change our look a little bit. Safety is the most important thing."
Mingcheng: “…”
He asked sincerely, "Why are you learning this? Isn't this something women learn?"
Zhuang Zhixi: "You see, this is wrong. How can you differentiate between men and women? Why can women learn makeup but men can't? You are an educated person. Haven't you heard that there was the joy of drawing eyebrows in ancient times? There is nothing wrong with men learning more."
Mingcheng: “…”
The power is out.
He can't talk to his brother-in-law.
He stopped talking, but Zhuang Zhixi could still chatter away: "Let me tell you, actually, no matter what, it's always good to have many skills. Look at grandpa, he can still find a lot of fun even though he's old. That's how life is. If..."
Beep beep beep. Beep beep beep beep.
Mingcheng's head was hurting from the buzzing. He really didn't understand why this guy talked so much.
How could my sister fall for such a guy? Her taste is really poor.
Fortunately, they finally got out, and Mingcheng felt relieved.
Today, Zhuang Zhixi brought two boxes of his own nice Clivia to a tasting conference. This tasting conference was organized by Lao Guo, a local flower grower. But although it was organized by Lao Guo, there were many formal organizations as co-organizers. It was not a scattered conference.
The event started today. Zhuang Zhixi and his friends knew about it on their first day. They kept some good flowers for this event. Mingcheng finally realized at this time: "There are so many people collecting flowers recently. Is it for this tasting event?"
Zhuang Zhixi: "...you just found out about this?"
Ming Xiangdong also looked at his son in pain. How did he finally react? Sure enough, his son was not as smart as he was.
Ming Xiangdong looks rough and reckless, but he is actually a kind of person with a delicate side. After all, if he travels long distances all day, he would have gotten into trouble a long time ago. At home, he doesn't care about those things and is a rough and simple person. But when he goes out, he is very alert and smart.
"We need to sell it as quickly as possible in the flower market, but as long as we can get a good price, we will definitely be targeted. Then this disguise will be very important. Remember what we rehearsed last night."
"Okay."
The three people quickly separated, each holding two pots of flowers. The boxes in their hands had been opened. If they were still in the original boxes, it would be too obvious.
The Clivia Appreciation Conference was held at the largest local flower market. It was really hard to believe that someone would be so crazy about Clivia, but the scene was extremely lively. It started early in the morning and the sound of firecrackers was deafening. The sound of firecrackers was heard before Zhuang Zhixi and his group arrived.
Zhuang Zhixi hurried over and just caught up with the leaders finishing their speeches. Zhuang Zhixi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was just right, neither early nor late.
Everyone can enter, and those who want to taste the flowers on site have to register, and a ticket costs five dollars. Fortunately, this five dollars is the price per person, which means that even if you hold two pots of flowers, it will still be five dollars.
It's not bad to save half the price right here! Zhuang Zhixi twisted his waist and went to the door to buy a ticket: "Make way, make way!"
"What are you doing? Gossip, you're squeezing me!" The tall, muscular old man with a scar on his face turned around, looking very sharp. He angrily said, "Do you know how to respect the elderly and love the young?"
Zhuang Zhixi was merciless: "What do you mean by respecting the old and loving the young? How can an old man like you be respected? You can kill someone with a punch, so why should I respect you? I am a weak woman, so what's wrong with you giving way?"
"Bah, why don't you look in the mirror and see if you are a weak woman? How are you weak? You are taller than a man, yet you are weak. It's so funny. Go away. Hey, you are holding two pots of flowers."
He looked at it and said, "It doesn't look that good."
This seemed to step on Zhuang Zhixi's tail, and Zhuang Zhixi jumped up and said, "I think your two pots are not very good. If you don't know how to look at them, just go away. I tell you, this flower of mine is going to be the most popular."
"It's hilarious, you can do this? Then I can do it even better."
"You're bragging!"
"You gossip!"
The two started arguing, and the little man pushed his glasses and said, "Can you guys make way for me? I want to buy one too..."
"No, get out!"
The little man was obviously not short, but he shrank to one side, not daring to act impulsively.
No matter whether it was the scarred old man or the tall old woman, they didn't look easy to mess with. The people around started to make a noise: "Why don't you compare guys? Isn't there a contest going on? Just compare and see whose is better."
“That’s right.”
"I think this one is pretty good. It looks rare and well-maintained. Look how moist the leaves are."
"That's not what I meant. I think this old man's is better. You can tell from the flowers that he is graceful and fierce!"
It's just a pot of flowers, but Shengsheng describes it in a way that sounds like something out of a martial arts novel.
Zhuang Zhixi raised his eyebrows: "Let's compete, come on, am I afraid?"
"Then come."
Uncle Scar was even more aggressive: "Buy tickets, I have to be the first one."
"I'll be the first one."
"I am the first..."
After arguing for a while, the two finally bought the tickets and lined up to enter. There were several large cloves of garlic led by Mr. Guo. Regardless of whether he was a real expert or not, he was a big garlic breeder and sat at the top, looking very sophisticated.
Clivia is so popular now that the prices of large-scale breeders have also risen.
As long as you are an expert, you have an identity.
The scar-faced uncle quickly handed over his two pots of Clivia one by one, and the boss also took a magnifying glass and began to observe. He looked left and right for a long time and gave a grade of B. This time the evaluation was divided into A, B, C, and D, and the A grade could compete for the title of the most beautiful flower.
The uncle was not happy for a second and said, "How come mine is only of Grade B? Look at how much it is. Many people outside say that mine is good. Do you think you can see it? Are you deliberately belittling others to raise your own prices and then asking for a higher price?"
After saying this, many people looked at the experts in the audience with death stares, and the experts were all howling and shouting with ugly faces. However, Mr. Guo managed to stabilize the situation and quickly explained the reason for his judgment. He also pointed out that this pot of flowers is excellent and will be better if you keep it. It is actually only a thin line away from the A grade.
The old man was not convinced, but he shouted: "I have more at home. Wait for me to bring a better one. I don't believe I can't get an A."
He came out with two basins of B, and Zhuang Zhixi sneered and laughed, "It really doesn't work. Watch me."
Zhuang Zhixi was as proud as a peacock, stretching his neck and walking forward. He sat down quickly, and the result was... "B grade".
Maybe it was because Zhuang Zhixi looked like a shrew who would cause trouble. After all, he was dressed as a woman. The boss explained in detail why he was a B-grade. Zhuang Zhixi came out and quickly met the old man. The two greeted each other for a few words and shouted in unison: "Who do you think only has one pot of flowers? I'm here to test the waters today. You wait, I'll bring a better one in a while. Let's compete."
"Who's afraid of who? Let's compete. How can I lose to a woman like you?"
"Haha, am I going to lose to an old man like you?"
Both of them were furious. Some people around them were watching the ratings with joy, while others were watching the two people quarreling. No matter what it was, everyone was happy to watch.
But there were also some smart people at this time, "Big sister, do you want to sell this flower? I heard that you still have some at home, why not sell this one? I'll give you 10,000 yuan."
You know, after looking for a while, only these two top ones were given Grade B, and the others were basically maintained at Grade C and D. Moreover, it is said that these are not much different from Grade A, except that they have been raised for a short time. If they are raised again, they will definitely be of Grade A standard. Naturally, some people are tempted.
Zhuang Zhixi's subtle squinting eyes.
This person's words seemed to turn on a switch. Suddenly someone reacted and shouted, "I'll pay 11,000."
"Twelve thousand."
"Thirteen thousand! I'll pay thirteen thousand!"
Some people immediately surrounded the scarred uncle and said, "Uncle, please sell it to me, will you sell it or not? Will you sell it or not?"
Scarface snorted, looked at Zhuang Zhixi provocatively, and said, "Sell! I still have some anyway. I don't just have one pot of flowers, unlike some people. Boasting is better than anything else, but in fact it's nothing."
Zhuang Zhixi: “Ah huh?”
He was angry: "Why wouldn't I sell it? Of course I won't sell it if the price is not right. Are you in cahoots with the flower buyer? You are deliberately tricking me into selling it."
"Do you have any shame?"
The two started arguing.
As they argued, someone on this side kept raising the price: "Stop arguing, stop arguing, sir, thirty thousand yuan! Give me both pots!"
He turned around again: "Sister, I will give you 30,000 too!"
"Why should I be like him?"
"Thirty-one."
At this time, someone else bid, "I'll give you 32,000 yuan for a pot!"
Zhuang Zhixi: "Okay, cash! I won't waste time with you. I have to go home. Old man, whoever doesn't come back will be the grandson."
"I'm afraid of you?"
They both sold the flowers in their hands at the same time. The prices of the good ones and the ordinary ones were indeed different.
Zhuang Zhixi felt his heartbeat quicken a lot. Yesterday's two hundred thousand was like this, and today it was like this again. In fact, he had seen money from selling things, but the money earned through hard work and the money obtained through speculation were completely different.
How to say it?
Zhuang Zhixi began to understand these people's enthusiasm. It seemed that they could really go to heaven in an instant with just a pot of flowers.
He sold flowers, and when he came out there were indeed a few more people following him. Zhuang Zhixi made a pooh sound and didn't dare to confront them head-on, so he just walked around them. However, the scar-faced old man hooked his finger at the people following him and waved his fist.
The man really didn't dare to follow.
They went and came back quickly, but they didn't expect that this time it was Grade B again. The quality was slightly lower than the last time. Although it was still Grade B, there was still a gap between the Grade B last time and this time.
The first person who bought four pots of flowers was quite proud, but Zhuang Zhixi and the old man greeted each other as usual and agreed to compete again. During their absence, everyone saw that the selection was quite strict. So far, only three pots of A-grade have been produced, and there are very few B-grade ones, which shows that B-grade has great potential. With everyone's compliments, the two sold flowers again.
Zhuang Zhixi made a bold statement: "Unless the evaluation is A-level, I will not raise any B-level animals. I dare to say this, do you dare?"
Scarface uncle: "You think I don't dare? Haha!"
The two men went back and forth several times, and the battle became more and more intense. The scene was already very lively, and everyone was in a state of madness. It seemed to become even more fanatical under their fight.
It seemed like after each person came out after evaluating the flowers, someone would come up and ask if they were selling the flowers, especially types A and B, which made the scene very lively.
However, because the two people had already fought for several rounds in this match, everyone's attention was more on them. Seeing these two impulsive idiots constantly selling flowers in order to compete with each other, many people felt that they had gotten a good deal and were secretly delighted.
Fortunately, Zhuang Zhixi still got an A-grade award, and people immediately surrounded him and praised him. Zhuang Zhixi hesitated and sold his flowers. Then he showed an annoyed expression. This was not surprising. This was always the case in the flower market. Some people could not resist the temptation to sell flowers, but would regret it later.
Probably inspired by Zhuang Zhixi, the old man took out two pots of flowers this time, both of which were of Grade A. Many people rushed to buy them, and the old man couldn't help but sell the flowers. But even though he sold the flowers, he also got the money.
He seemed to be unwilling to compete this time, and stumbled out, but Zhuang Zhixi called out: "Wait for me, I still have the last one at home, I will not be worse than you."
At this time, the old man did not leave, but said: "Go and get it, go and get it, I really don't believe it. I don't want to argue with you, but you are not convinced, then let me see it."
Zhuang Zhixi returned quickly and was selected as the top grade. Like the old man, she could not resist the temptation and sold the flowers quickly. The old man seemed to be stimulated and said, "Wait, my daughter has a few more pots, I will bring them over to compare with you."
People who came later had no idea what the two men were competing for, but those who had been watching since early in the morning were delighted to learn about it.
Actually, it was just a small matter, a small conflict when buying tickets in the morning, but people got into a fight. If this happened somewhere else, it would be a bit strange, but on their side, it didn't seem so strange.
Both claimed that they went back to pick up the goods again, but this time, they had no plans to come back.
Zhuang Zhixi walked around several streets to shake off the tail behind him. As he walked, he took off his wig and big glasses, put on men's clothes quickly, and wiped off the makeup on his face. When he changed his clothes, he completely got rid of the tail. Zhuang Zhixi quickly returned to the hotel and saw that the father and son from the Ming family had returned.
Ming Xiangdong had washed off the fake scar on his face, and Ming Cheng had also changed from a timid hunchbacked old man to a normal middle-aged man. This was the drama they had discussed. They wanted to continuously select and cash in in the short term. They always had to act to make their flowers sell better. Otherwise, they might not last until the sixth round if they just select and sell silently. Maybe after two or three rounds, they would be targeted by someone, and then it would not be difficult to follow and rob them. It was not that they wanted to use malicious speculation, but there were many such vicious incidents.
They are so arrogant now that many people are watching them, and it is difficult for some people with bad intentions to take action.
Even if they are dumped, those people may not pursue them relentlessly, considering that they may "go back". They certainly dare not say that they will not go back. If they really do not go back, more people will be "moved".
After all, they have made a lot of money from sales in the past few rounds and have a lot of cash in their hands.
Several people discussed the play, and Mingcheng placed the flowers in several small hotels as agreed. Although booking the rooms cost money, it also saved trouble. They booked different hotels, with a room on each floor upstairs and downstairs, and they did not pick up the flowers in the same room each time.
Even though he's just selling flowers, he can act in spy dramas.
At the same time, while they were making so much noise and everyone was paying attention to them, Mingcheng also secretly went over and sold several rounds. Some people noticed him, while others didn't. But regardless of whether they noticed or not, he sold several rounds of first-class products.
In fact, he sold flowers just as often as Zhuang Zhixi and the others, but because they attracted attention, Mingcheng was able to handle the flowers more easily. After selling all the flowers, they looked at the sack of money and felt that it was not money, but paper.
Mingcheng: "I never thought that one day I would see someone carrying money in a sack."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Isn't this what you see?"
He said, "Father-in-law, have you loaded the goods?"
Zhuang Zhixi: "It has been loaded. It was loaded the next day after we arrived."
Zhuang Zhixi nodded and said, "Then let's check out now and leave directly. Is that okay with you?"
They put nearly a hundred pots of flowers into the market at once. Although it seemed like a lot, it was actually nothing in this huge market. But even so, they had sold fifty pots at once before, and today the three of them went back and forth and cleared dozens of pots. Although it didn't look like much when spread out, there were always smart people who might be able to see one or two.
Zhuang Zhixi doesn't bet on other people's eyesight. For example, today, she saw the short fat man at the scene. One of the experts was from the short fat man's company. It can be seen that some things are subtle. But subtle or not has nothing to do with them. They have hundreds of thousands of dollars in their hands. If they don't leave quickly, it will be inappropriate if they are discovered.
He said: "We have so much money, even though we think we have gotten rid of it, but what if we don't have it?"
Ming Xiangdong nodded: "You are right."
Mingcheng thought about it and felt a little scared. He said, "Let's go. Let's go now."
The few people left without delay. In fact, they were earning honest money, so they didn't need to do this. But they couldn't help it. Too much money would attract people's attention, and the people here were dazzled by the flowers. They might go crazy.
Although it was already dark, several people did not rest and drove out of the city directly. Ming Xiangdong said: "It's not safe to drive at night. Let's drive to the outskirts of the city and not stay in a hotel. We can take a nap in the car and leave when it's light."
"OK."
Fortunately, the weather is not too cold yet, so I can cover myself with a thick blanket. Otherwise, it would be impossible to sleep in the car.
The car drove all the way to the outskirts of the city. Zhuang Zhixi said, "You guys go to sleep. I'll watch over you. It's good to have someone not to sleep and take a break. I'll rest when you drive tomorrow."
Ming Xiangdong: "OK."
This is not the time to be pretentious.
They didn't know that their act of selling flowers was still being spotted. It was a close call because they were wearing makeup and no one recognized them. However, people went to the hotel where they had placed flowers before.
Just like Zhuang Zhixi said, they thought no one saw it, but who knows whether anyone actually saw it.
The measure they took at that time was to book a room on each floor, and then put two pots of flowers in each room. Even if someone followed, they would find that the flowers had been taken away. He would not go back after visiting a room. But every time he went in the same direction.
The three of them took similar approaches.
Fortunately, because the flower market is so popular, there are many guests from other places, so the requirements are not strict. Many places don't look for letters of introduction, and you can book a room by just reporting your name. There are also many people booking rooms, so I can't think of them for a while.
Except when they first arrived, Zhuang Zhixi and his friends never left together. Even when they were staying in the room, they went back one by one, so others didn't necessarily know they were in the same room.
Zhuang Zhixi and the others left, but there were still a lot of people keeping an eye on this matter, and several groups were looking for people.
"I think that old woman is in cahoots with that old man. She's being stubborn and selling flowers on purpose. Look how much they've made."
"Second brother, have you calculated how much money they made?"
"Hundreds of thousands."
"call!"
It really took a breath.
"Damn it, how did they make so much money? They sold so much, so they must have some at home. You can ask these two people carefully."
"Cheng, big brother, what if his family has no flowers?"
"Then we won't rob the money? There's so much money."
“That’s right!”
Due to the popularity of Clivia, in addition to speculators who grow flowers, there are also many people who want to get something for nothing and are eyeing this area. For example, there are quite a few people who have been robbed after selling flowers.
Some people just grab the flowers directly, but this is usually done by acquaintances.
After all, if someone has a good Clivia, they won't advertise it everywhere. In addition to this group of people, there are naturally others who are also looking for people. Some of them are a little stupid and may not think that they are in the same group, but as long as they can find one, it's good.
In addition to those who have ill intentions, there are others who also have opinions.
For example, the expert group of the flower selection competition had some opinions. They thought it would be difficult to suppress the selection too much when one person was judging so many flowers. If so many A-grade flowers were selected on the first day, how would they select flowers in the future?
You know, they each have their own armor to "protect".
But because the first comment was for B grade, which is obviously better than B grade, they have to give A grade. Although they have their own ideas, they can't go too far, otherwise they will lose fairness. If they are not the same person, they can still fool around, but because they are the flowers of the same person, they can't even fool around. It makes them very passive.
"If these people come again tomorrow, we will have to impose restrictions. We can't just throw so many flowers in at once so recklessly."
"Yes, that's right."
"We'll have to be a little tighter tomorrow if we continue."
"Yes, I also think it should be more strict. More than ten A-grades were selected today, and there are still six days left for this activity. This is not acceptable. With so many A-grades entering the market, what will happen to the price? What if it causes a price reduction?"
"Yes, we can't be this sinner."
"Start being a little stricter tomorrow."
“Yes, yes, yes.”
They were considering this from their own standpoints, and there were others, like the short fat man from the flower company who was thinking to a few of his friends in the company: "This woman today looks very similar to the woman who sold us Clivia yesterday. Although they don't look alike, their appearance is similar. I always suspect that they are the same person."
"Brother, they don't look alike. They look alike in appearance, but not in face."
"That's right. Besides, her hair was wavy yesterday, but it's straight today. It can't happen so quickly. If you say that her hair was straight yesterday and wavy today, it's possible that she changed her hairstyle, but I don't think so."
The short fat man: "I'm not skinny, I'm the same person, but I think, maybe they are sisters? If you think about it carefully, their outlines are a bit similar. The main thing is that the tall one is not very common. Women in the north are tall, but she is too tall. And the accents are a little bit similar."
"You really are..."
"Then this woman must have made a lot of money. They really sold a lot in the past two days. It is said that they still have some."
His eyes flickered and he said, "You guys check on this guy and the scarred guy. They must be in the same group. This is just a show."
"Damn it, why put on a show just to sell something."
"Be on guard against people."
The short fat man chuckled and said, "I think they are quite cunning. Maybe their current appearance is just a disguise. But it doesn't matter. A woman this tall can be found even if she is in disguise. Just look carefully."
"good."
Many of them have their eyes on Zhuang Zhixi and his friends, but Zhuang Zhixi doesn't know that many people are now looking for a "tall" woman.
It was dawn, Ming Xiangdong got up and took over from Zhuang Zhixi: "You take a nap, I'll drive and we'll leave."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Okay."
He had been working all day and all night, and he was already exhausted. Actually, staying up all night was nothing, it was mainly because he was too excited yesterday. Oh no, not just one day, he had been in an excited state since he came here. On the first day, he sold individually, on the second day, he sold wholesale, and on the third day, he was judging. Every day, he was on edge. This was in someone else's place, and he was really under a lot of pressure. He said, "I'm really a little tired."
He came to the back seat and lay down, covering himself with a blanket, muttering, "I wonder what my wife is doing at home."
Ming Xiangdong looked at Zhuang Zhixi mumbling and laughed.
The car started quickly, and Ming Xiangdong took out the meat pie he had bought last night. Although it was cold, it was still edible. He ate it bite by bite, wiped his face, and felt more energetic.
This time, they sold more than 900,000. Although they had more flowers than Zhuang Zhixi, the quality was not as good as Zhuang Zhixi's. If they really sold them, even if they had more, the final price would be comparable.
So this time they agreed on a 50-50 split.
Even if it's 50-50, it's still a lot of money.
Ming Xiangdong drove with great concentration, but in his heart he was particularly grateful to his father-in-law. If it weren't for his father-in-law's suggestion, his family would never have thought that they could make money by growing flowers. This is too outrageous. If you think about it carefully, everything you encounter on this trip is not very absurd.
You think that such a thing is absolutely impossible, but it happens.
Who would have thought that a small pot of flowers, which cost only a few dollars, or at most a dozen dollars, would sell for such a huge amount? He was astonished, but also very excited. They really seized the opportunity.
He drove seriously, but he didn't know that because of their flower business, the gangsters and some desperate criminals who wanted money were looking for them like crazy. Everyone knew that they had a huge amount of money.
If I could grab this... I would never have to worry about food and drink.
Of course, some people also targeted those who bought flowers, but those who bought flowers would leave immediately after making their purchases and would not make a fuss about it.
This flower market is hot and booming.
But Zhuang Zhixi and the others were already on their way back.
They were greatly shocked when they went out this time, which people far away in the city did not know. Mingmei counted the days and looked forward to her family's return. She frowned all day and was worried. Although she did not have a nightmare, she thought nothing would happen, but she also knew that she could not rely on dreams for everything.
You know, this is a long journey, and the three people going out are all her relatives.
Seeing her anxious look, Zhao Guihua comforted her: "Don't worry, your father is used to long-distance travel, and the third child is also very thoughtful. It won't be a big problem for them to go out together."
Mingmei: "I know, but I'm still a little worried."
Zhao Guihua: "Don't worry. If you are so worried, why not do something to distract yourself? I think you are just under too much pressure."
She comforted her daughter-in-law and said, "There is a courtyard house for sale on the second ring road. It is a proper three-story house. It is said that the ancestors were officials. A few years ago, it was handed over to the cultural relics department to be used as a warehouse. It is not shabby at all. I think it is very good, but the price is a bit high. If I buy it now, it will delay my purchase. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Mingmei: "..."
She said, “I have a house to live in.”
She immediately thought that in her dream, this kind of courtyard house was very expensive.
In a few more years, it will be able to be sold at a sky-high price.
Zhao Guihua: "You are short-sighted. You have a house, but do you think it's too much? Besides, courtyard houses like this are rare. Once you miss this one, you will never find one again. It's hard to say whether you can find such a good one in the future."
At this point, she smiled and said, "Look at me, I just asked you to take a look, how did this become lobbying you to buy it? But it's not a loss if you buy this thing."
Mingmei: "Then let's go and take a look."
"good."
Mingmei: "Mom, did you buy another house near the train station recently?"
The old lady nodded: "Yes, what?"
Mingmei gave a thumbs up and said, "You are really courageous."
The old lady said, "Oh, what kind of courage is this? It's the yard of Zheng Huimin's old house. Didn't I buy his house? There was another family in their yard who also wanted to sell a house. The price was not suitable before, but recently his family recognized the reality and lowered the price, so I bought it."
Mingmei: "Then you will be the landlord from now on."
Zhao Guihua smiled and said with a sigh: "I am getting older and older. Can I still keep running a stall? I have this spirit, but you are worried about it? Being a landlord doesn't make much money, but it is stable."
She said: "This is also a long-term solution for me."
Mingmei: “You are right.”
Her mother-in-law couldn't be wrong.
Mingmei muttered, "Then I have to tell my mom that if I have money, I should buy some houses. Even if I rent them out, I can make a lot of money."
Zhao Guihua nodded: "That's right."
"Guihua, there's a cabbage seller at the corner of the street. Go take a look."
Aunt Wang walked back carrying a few baskets of cabbage.
"Look, these cabbages are so juicy. It won't hurt to buy more."
Zhao Guihua's eyes lit up and she said, "I'll go take a look."
Li Weiwei rushed out of the house and said, "Grandma Zhao, I'll go with you."
Zhao Guihua: "Okay."
Aunt Wang: "Please buy some more."
Li Weiwei: "Okay."
He followed Zhao Guihua out the door. Zhao Guihua asked, "What are you doing?"
Li Weiwei chuckled: "How do you know I have something wrong?"
Zhao Guihua: "I watched you grow up. As soon as you stick your butt out, I know what you want to do. Just tell me what you want to do!"
Li Weiwei was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said, "Grandma Zhao, can you help me persuade my grandma? I want to set up a stall. I really don't want to work in the factory anymore."
He said seriously: "I think there is no need for a young person like me to waste time in the factory. Besides, I am a kitchen helper in the canteen. There are many chefs in the canteen, and it will never be my turn to stand out. I want to start my own business. But my grandparents don't agree. Can you help me persuade them?"
Zhao Guihua: "Have you thought it through? I can help you persuade you, but not all businesses make money. You should know that Jin Lai doesn't make money even though he sells the same things."
Li Weiwei nodded. Of course he knew, otherwise Su Jinlai would not be able to enter the factory. It was really hard to say. After Su Jinlai entered the factory, he seemed to be very comfortable. It was really amazing.
He said: "I know, but I want to give it a try. My dad is old and he can't make up his mind, but I'm still young and I think I can do it."
Zhao Guihua looked at him and said, "I will speak for you."
Li Weiwei smiled instantly and said, "Thank you."
Zhao Guihua: "Why are you being so polite to me? You call me Grandma Zhao, and it's my duty to speak for you."
Li Weiwei was so happy that he said, "That's great. I wanted to do business. Oh, and my brother got a permanent job."
Zhao Guihua's eyes lit up: "This is good."
Li Weiwei nodded and said, "Isn't it? My brother himself didn't expect that he would be so lucky, hehe."
It was not surprising at all that Li Junjun was converted to a regular employee. He had enough academic qualifications, was hardworking, had worked here for two or three years, was familiar with everyone, and when there was a vacancy for conversion to a regular employee, Ling Da naturally told him immediately, so Li Junjun was successfully converted to a regular employee this time.
“I’m not as cautious as my brother, but if I set up a stall, I will do it well.”
Zhao Guihua patted his shoulder. Li Weiwei: "By the way, Hu Tou hasn't come back recently."
Hutou is studying at a university and now lives on campus. At that time, students were not allowed to study as day students, as all college students had to live on campus. This was the first time for Hutou to leave home, so he was a little uncomfortable with it. But now a year has passed and he is already a sophomore, so he has completely adapted to the new environment.
But he hasn't been back in the past two weeks.
Zhao Guihua: "He goes to the suburbs every weekend. They are filming a TV series there. Hu Tou uses the connections of the third brother to go there to study every weekend."
The class was all about theory. They had to consider the actual operation and various situations on the scene, which they had not yet been exposed to. Hu Tou was lucky because Zhuang Zhixi was seconded there. He had connections there, so he simply introduced Hu Tou to help out on weekends.
Actually, I can't help much on weekends, but Hutou is very hardworking. I can learn a lot by helping out.
"Hu Tou is really hardworking. I think Tong Lai is also hardworking. But I can't do that. I can't handle studying."
Zhao Guihua: "Everyone has his or her own strengths, and you have your own good points, too."
Li Weiwei was happy to hear this.
A few people came to the cabbage cart. There were quite a few people gathered there, including Zheng Huimin. She greeted everyone and looked a little disappointed. Zhao Guihua raised her eyebrows, and Li Weiwei whispered, "She must have gone to see her mother."
Guan Guiling was crazy, but not completely crazy.
Now she lives in a mental hospital, and Jung Hye-min visits her once every two weeks. In fact, this is considered to be a relatively frequent visit in such a place. But every time she goes, Jung Hye-min is a little unhappy.
Just like today, Li Weiwei guessed correctly, Zheng Huimin did come back from the mental hospital.
Guan Guiling would curse her every time she saw her. Zheng Huimin was really used to it, but she was still in a bad mood. She bought some cabbage and went home. Thinking of his hysterical curses, she couldn't help shaking her head.
Although her mother was confused, she still resented her.
She yelled, "You heartless bitch, if you had been obedient and married, how could our family have ended up like this? If I had known you were like this, I should have drowned you. Bitch, little bitch!"
This seems to be sober.
But soon, she called again: "Yufeng, Yufeng, I know you love me the most. We have been through thick and thin together. Our love is stronger than gold. No one can take you away..."
After saying that, he started banging on the wall, acting crazy.
She cursed: "No one can take Yufeng away, no one can take him away! He will always be with me..."
It's the same thing every time, over and over again.
Guan Hong saw Zheng Huimin come into the room with a bad face and said, "You got scolded again, didn't you? I don't know why you always go there. You're not tired of getting scolded."
Jung Hye Min: "Every time I go, they know that my family has not given up on my mom, and they will take better care of her. This is always good. I can't let my mom have a lunatic who can hurt people stay by her side, but I can always go to see her more often and prevent people from bullying her."
She sat down and said sincerely, "I really think getting married is not an easy thing. Look at my mom, she gave everything for my dad but ended up like this. It makes me sad just thinking about it."
Guan Hong: "Your father is nothing."
He actually ran off with another woman, and she was his niece. Although they were not related by blood, it was still too much.
"So when looking for a partner, character is very important."
They both looked towards the Li family.
Zheng Huimin: "Jun will realize sooner or later that I am the best person for him. Xiaoyanzi is not suitable for him at all."
Guan Hong: "I am more suitable."
But she agreed: "I also think Xiaoyanzi is not suitable for him. It's a pity that he doesn't know it."
"Don't think about it, he will find out sooner or later."
The two unrequited lovers were both a little sad. What did they do when they were sad? Make money! Making money is the happiest thing.
"Let's go and set up the stall."
"good!"
"Let's go to the train station today."
"I think so."
Life in the compound was still going on, and Zhuang Zhixi and his friends were still rushing back. Zhuang Zhixi didn't know how to drive, but Ming's father and son knew how to drive. Although Ming Cheng wasn't a driver, he had learned to drive from his father since he was a child. When they reached a relatively smooth road, Ming Xiangdong handed the car over to him and took a break.
After two or three days of traveling, they finally arrived at Sijiu City. It must be said that when they arrived at Sijiu City, the three of them were really relieved. You know, they had a sack of cash in their car.
Zhuang Zhixi: "Oh my gosh, I'm finally back!"
"yes!"
Although the trip to Changchun was just a few days ago, when I think about it now, it seems like a very long time ago.
Ming Xiangdong drove back to deliver the goods. Zhuang Zhixi and Ming Cheng looked at the sacks and luggage and got out of the car, shouting, "Wife, I'm back."
It was evening, Mingmei had already gotten off work, and was washing clothes in the yard when she heard Zhuang Zhixi's voice coming from outside. She was stunned for a moment and immediately ran out, calling, "Brother Zhixi."
She immediately threw herself on Zhuang Zhixi, who happily hugged his wife and said, "Did you miss me?"
Mingmei nodded generously and said, "Of course I did. How are you? You've lost weight along the way."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Well, we were in a hurry to get on the road. We didn't eat or sleep well along the way, but I'm happy to think that I can come back to see you earlier."
Mingmei smiled brightly.
She whispered, "You've worked hard."
She turned her head and said, "Brother, come in and take a rest."
Mingcheng: "I thought you couldn't see me yet. Girls are really outgoing."
He said helplessly: "I am a grown man standing here, and you only greet me now. It's a pity that I love you the most."
Mingmei smiled like a flower and said coquettishly: "Brother, you are talking nonsense. How can I not see you? I am just too happy. I was worried when you went out."
No matter how old you are, you can always be childish in front of your loved ones.
Mingmei: "Come in quickly."
At this time, the little beasts in the family also ran out, and Tuantuan and Yuanyuan shouted: "Dad, you are back! Uncle is here too..."
Both of them are twelve years old this year, but they are not calm at all. They ran and hugged Zhuang Zhixi, saying, "Dad! You are finally back."
"Yes, yes, mom is absent-minded every day."
"That's right."
Mingmei: “…”
She put her hands on her hips and said, "You two little rascals, are you trying to sabotage me?"
The child giggled and said, "I don't dare."
Mingmei snorted heavily and said, "I think you are still very bold."
She waved her fist at the two children, who ran away in fear, but continued to laugh.
Zhuang Zhixi and Mingcheng entered Zhuang's house together. Mingmei asked, "Did Dad go to hand in the car?"
"right."
Because it is closer to here, they were placed here. Mingmei held Zhuang Zhixi's hand and asked seriously: "Did you have a smooth journey?"
Zhuang Zhixi nodded: "With my father-in-law here, how could it not go smoothly? It went very smoothly."
He was actually relieved. He said, "We gained a lot from this trip, but it was also very thrilling."
Mingmei immediately asked, "What?"
Ming Cheng rolled his eyes: "Just listen to him, it was actually very smooth, nothing thrilling."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Someone is following us, isn't that thrilling? If we hadn't been so careful, we would have been targeted. Wife, you don't know, you only know when you go to the scene, it's really crazy."
Mingmei couldn't imagine it, but looking at Zhuang Zhixi's condition, she knew that things were probably not simple.
Because Zhuang Zhixi came back, everyone in the courtyard came to join in the fun. Zhuang Zhixi exchanged a few pleasantries with everyone. Seeing that he looked normal, everyone did not bother him much and left quickly. Ming Xiangdong came over and had dinner here.
Zhao Guihua did not participate in such things as dividing the money as a family. She was not present at all.
Not only did she not get involved, she also took the two little guys away. Even if they were her biological sons, their money did not belong to their mother, so Zhao Guihua did not get involved.
The four of them closed the door and windows and counted the money decisively. It took them four hours to count such a large sum of money, and the total amount was 920,000.
Several people looked at each other in disbelief. They thought they earned a lot, but they didn't expect they earned so much.
Mingmei felt her breathing quicken. She finally understood Zhuang Zhixi's excitement. This was really, really exaggerated. She couldn't believe that just a few pots of flowers could be sold for so much money, but it seemed that this was the amount that could be sold.
In fact, they had 923,000 yuan, but 3,000 yuan was counterfeit among them, which was very shameless.
Mingmei cursed and said, "How heartless! He actually used fake money to cheat people. He is so wicked."
Zhuang Zhixi: “Burn it.”
Mingmei nodded. This kind of thing cannot be kept. If you accidentally take it out as real money, it will cause trouble. Mingmei decisively handed it to the stove and lit it. Although the three thousand yuan of counterfeit money made people very disappointed, it seemed that everything became insignificant in front of more than 900,000 yuan.
The two parties divided the money quickly, and Zhuang Zhixi and his group got half of the 460,000 yuan.
Zhuang Zhixi and Mingmei looked at each other in surprise: "This is the first time in our lives that we have seen so many years, and the money still belongs to us."
Not to mention them, Ming Xiangdong and his son are the same.
After Ming Xiangdong and the others left, the couple washed up and lay on the kang, unable to calm down for a long time.
Mingmei hid the money in the hole of the kang for the time being. She felt that there was no way to hide the money. She couldn't help but sit up again and said, "There is so much money. What should I do?"
Zhuang Zhixi smiled and said, "You are nervous."
Mingmei nodded: "You are not nervous after taking so much money, it's hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands."
She used to think she was a wealthy woman. Later, she started selling clothes, earning thousands or tens of thousands of dollars. She intuitively knew that she had seen a lot of money. But just like Zhuang Zhixi, she earned it through labor before. How could it be the same as now? Making money through speculation is really... easy, but scary.
Zhuang Zhixi: "It's okay, we must hold on. Didn't you say that mom told you about a very nice courtyard house? Let's take a look and buy it?"
Mingmei: "I thought the 55,000 yuan my mother-in-law mentioned was too expensive, but then I suddenly felt that we could actually afford it."
Zhuang Zhixi laughed.
Mingmei: "But we bought it just to keep it there. It would be scary if we moved away. Think about it, there are only a few of us in our family, and we live in a large courtyard with three entrances. It's so empty. I like crowds."
Zhuang Zhixi: "I like the hustle and bustle, but it doesn't matter if I leave it alone. I'll just save it for the kids."
“That’s right.”
Mingmei smiled charmingly.
She sat down cross-legged and muttered, "In fact, we can buy a shop, so that we can sell our products in the shop."
Zhuang Zhixi: "What you said makes sense. Let me go and find out."
Mingmei: "Well, we don't have much money, and the shop is expensive."
"We can buy more and we can rent it out," she said.
She also has...how did she say that?
Oh yes, someone with a golden finger.
Although she doesn't know what the future will be like, her mother-in-law knows. Her mother-in-law said these things are valuable, so she just follows her.
Mingmei chuckled.
Zhuang Zhixi: "You seem very proud."
Mingmei nodded and said, "I think our family's life is really getting better and better."
Zhuang Zhixi: "That's a must."
He embraced his wife, and his hands and feet began to move in a dishonest manner...
"I miss you......"
Mingmei reached out and grabbed the lamp cord, laughing softly.
Although it was already the middle of the night, the room quickly became hot...
At the same time, the train stopped at the station and a man and a woman got off the train. Both of them were older. The man looked gloomy and tired, while the woman was mean and sarcastic. They got off the train carrying their bags.
Maybe because he had been sitting in the car for too long, he staggered when getting off.
The woman quickly supported him and asked, "Are you okay?"
The man was not polite at all. He slapped her in the face and said, "Why did you help me?"
He got off the train, stood at the station, and cried in the wind: "I'm finally back!"
(End of this chapter)
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