The words of this **** in this newspaper undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, causing the price of Clivia, which had already begun to rise, to start boiling.
The day after this newspaper was published, the price of flower seedlings increased by fifty percent.
"Should we sell the seedlings we have?"
When the men saw that the price of Clivia seedlings had soared to three hundred, they could no longer sit still.
Each of them has 100 Clivia plants, which would cost 30,000 yuan if they were sold.
Thirty thousand was a huge sum of money for them. It was thirty years' salary for an ordinary worker, and almost twenty years' salary for a county magistrate.
"No rush, it's not time yet. Don't you want to sell it for more money?"
“Can it go up further?”
"I know what's going on. You're right to listen to me. It will be almost done by the end of this month."
No one will buy it for less than five million yuan, because this price is real.
Clivia has a long growth cycle and generally takes four or five years to cultivate. It will not bloom until it has 20 to 25 leaves.
Although Changchun City has the habit of growing Clivia, and many families have three or five pots, the demand has suddenly increased sharply, and there are many people looking to buy seedlings. It is difficult to do anything with this base number, and both seedlings and mature orchids are in short supply.
Areas such as Changchun Station, Chaoyang Park, Laoquanlou, Guangfu Road, Yongchun Road, Hongqi Street, Wanbao Street, and Tsinghua Road are full of people holding cash looking to buy Clivia.
Zheng Yuexian is indeed an expert in growing flowers. The first Clivia he cultivated for Wan Feng took a year and a half to grow. The most number of flowers and leaves reached eleven or twelve, and it actually had the conditions to bloom like an arrow.
With such conditions, Wan Feng is certainly not in a hurry to take action. It is still half a year before the severe winter for Clivia, so why should he be in a hurry?
Of course he would not be willing to sell a Clivia like this at a high price.
As time goes by, the price of Clivia changes day by day. The price of seedlings has exceeded 400 yuan in just half a month.
Many people heard that Sanchahe had the largest flower shed in Changchun, so they came to him to buy it.
But Wan Feng rejected them all on the grounds that the flowers were not in bloom yet. However, he told those who wanted to buy the flowers that the flowers would be put on sale in a few days, so they could wait with peace of mind.
On this day, a group of people buying flowers gathered outside the wire mesh at the entrance of the flower shed, about a hundred of them.
A few ruffian youths had an argument with Yang Jianguo, who was in charge of explaining things at the door.
"No, you are hoarding goods and trying to raise prices. We won't agree to that!" A young man shouted, raising his arms and inciting emotions.
"Yes! We don't agree. The flower shed must be opened to sell flowers today!" someone echoed.
This is bullshit. I haven't even been to the flower market. Why do you accuse me of raising prices?
As for hoarding goods, what's so strange about that? In a market economy, I can sell if I want to, and I can not sell if I don't want to. It's none of your business.
Wan Feng stood behind the crowd and watched coldly.
"Fellow villagers! We won't agree if they don't open the stall to sell flowers. What do you think we should do?" The young man who took the lead continued to fan the flames, and several other young men around him followed suit.
The young man has leadership talent, and he spoke with tears and emotion.
The flower sellers were excited and aggressive due to the incitement of the crowd.
"Yes, we don't agree. We must open the tent and sell flowers today!"
"And it has to be cheaper than the market price, no more than three hundred."
"What do you mean three hundred? The flowers on the market today are only two hundred and fifty. It can't be more than two hundred."
"Two hundred is not enough, one hundred and two plants!"
Are you kidding me? The price of flower seedlings on the market today has reached 450 yuan per plant, and you told me it is 200 yuan.
The young man in the lead gave Yang Jianguo an ultimatum: "You have five minutes to open the greenhouse, and the price of a pot of flower seedlings cannot exceed one hundred yuan, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"
Yang Jianguo sneered: "Dreaming of getting married is wishful thinking. Don't think we don't know the market conditions in the flower market. You can buy a flower pot for 200 yuan."
The young man's face darkened. "So, you guys are going to refuse our toast and then drink the wine for punishment, folks! This unscrupulous businessman wants to cheat us out of our hard-earned money. Do we agree to that?"
"No!"
"Since they won't sell us flowers, follow me and rush in. I'll smash their flower shed and make sure these unscrupulous traders die a miserable death."
Oh no, this is going to cause trouble.
Not only Wan Feng saw it, but the others also saw that these people came here to cause trouble.
Han Meng fired the gun into the sky.
With the sound of a bell, the noisy crowd quieted down for a moment.
"Keep quiet, are you trying to rob me?"
Yang Jianguo's expression also changed, and he shouted sternly.
"It's so great to have a gun! I don't believe you dare to shoot people. Come on! Shoot here!" The young man who took the lead held his head high and chest out, looking as if he was ready to die.
"That's right! I don't believe they dare to hit me! Come on, hit me here if you can!" The accomplices followed closely behind, looking stunned and afraid of death.
This matter is quite serious. We can't let these guys stir up public opinion. If we can't suppress this momentum, we will be in trouble today.
Wan Feng took a deep breath. "Zhang Xian, He Xiao. Go and capture the leader and his accomplices! Look carefully, that one, that one, remember it?"
As soon as Wan Feng finished speaking, Zhang Xian, He Xiao and Li Mingdou, who had been standing beside him, shot out like arrows.
Zhang Xian rushed out of the door like a tiger descending from the mountain. Amidst the astonished gazes of the people outside, he grabbed the young man who was leading the group and punched him in the stomach.
Taking advantage of the moment when the leading young man bent his waist, he turned around and dragged him into the door like a dead dog.
He Xiao and Li Mingdou, who followed closely behind, were also not vague. They subdued two accomplices in a blink of an eye. The last one was carried into the barbed wire by Li Yong like a chicken with one hand.
The people outside who were making a fuss felt their eyes blurry, and when they looked again, the ringleaders had all been caught and taken into the yard.
Yang Jianguo stood at the door alone, while Han Meng and Zhao Gang behind him each held a hunting rifle, looking majestic.
"Everyone, step back! If you take another step forward, you will suffer the consequences!"
For a moment, the people who had been clamoring like drums just now fell silent.
"I think these guys are really angry. They need to calm down. Take off all their clothes except their underwear and throw them on the ice of the pond to calm down. We can talk about it when they calm down."
Wan Feng gave the order with a cold expression.
Are you trying to bully me?
I won't hit you or scold you, and I won't even ask who sent you here. Let's see how long you can withstand the cold.
At the end of December, although it is not the coldest time in Changchun, the temperature of around minus ten degrees Celsius is still bearable, and there is also the moisture of the ice.
I can't freeze your shit, it's your fault for squeezing so tightly, trying to touch my treasure.
Zhang Xian had a blank expression on his face. Amid the young man's pig-slaughtering screams, he stripped off his cotton jacket, cotton trousers, sweater, and trousers, leaving only his underwear and socks, and then threw them directly onto the ice.
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