The flowers are still there, but the price we agreed on previously is obviously no longer available.
"Master Qi, the current price of Clivia is no longer comparable to the price I paid when I first ordered it. There's no need for us to engage in any intrigue. I'll give you another chance to make another offer."
Qi Lan certainly knew that the current price of flowers was no longer the same as it was before October, and he had wanted to say a few words about the price, but he had never done anything wrong in his life, nor had he ever broken his promise, so he felt embarrassed after hearing what Wan Feng said.
"Xiao Wan, a man should be trustworthy. How can we change the price we agreed on? Just stick to the price we agreed on before."
Qi Lan's words surprised Wan Feng. He had originally priced the flower at six thousand yuan. Now he couldn't say how much the flower would sell for if it was sold outside. If Wan Feng put in some effort to sell the flower, he would have no problem selling it for thirty or forty thousand yuan. Even if he didn't sell it for twenty thousand yuan, it wouldn't be a problem either.
Of course Qi Lan also knew the price of the flowers, but he still followed the original price?
Although there were many bad people in the 1980s, there were also many good people, and people were still simple and kind in their hearts.
"Master Qi, how can that be possible? You'll be at a huge disadvantage this way. I can't let you suffer any loss. So, I won't give you more. I'll double the price of this flower pot, and I'll give you 8,000 yuan for this Anshan orchid. I'll give you 20,000 yuan for these two flower pots. I'll keep it. Ming Dou! The invoice!"
Li Mingdou was dumbfounded. You asked me to take 15,000 yuan, where can I find the remaining 5,000 yuan?
Li Mingdou didn’t bring it, but Wan Feng had it on him.
Wan Feng took out five stacks of money from the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket and added them to the money brought by Li Mingdou, totaling 20,000 yuan, and gave them to Qi Lan.
Twelve thousand yuan for this pot of clovers is really not a lot, but that pot of Anshan orchid is worth more than eight thousand yuan. Yi Zhong and Qi Lan on both sides feel that they have got a good deal.
"Oh, Xiao Wan, how can this be so embarrassing!"
"Master Qi, you don't have to be embarrassed. It's not easy for you to cultivate flowers. That's it."
"Then I'll take it." Qi Lan took the money.
After solving the problem of flowers, Wan Feng took a walk around Qi Lan's flower shed and unexpectedly saw more than a dozen pots of flower seedlings that were obviously newly grown.
Fortunately, Qi Lan doesn’t need to buy flower seedlings to cultivate, otherwise the money would be wasted.
"Master Qi, if the Clivia market fails one day, what will you do?"
"Will the market for Clivia be bad?" Qi Lan asked doubtfully.
"Master Qi, do you think the Clivia itself is worth the money it has now?"
Qi Lan shook his head: "It's not worth it at all. In fact, this thing has no use other than for viewing. I don't understand why it is so valuable."
"It's actually a game of passing the flower while beating the drum. Everyone is trying to hold the flower higher and higher, but one day when they can no longer hold it up or are interrupted by external factors, the drum stops, and whoever gets the flower in the end loses everything."
Qi Lan blinked and thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Xiao Wan, when do you think Clivia will fail?"
Wan Feng thought for a moment and said, "It will be soon, no more than half a year. There will be another four or five months of good time at most. If you want to sell the flowers you have, do it while the price is high, and then you can play with them on a small scale. The seedlings you have cultivated now are of no use, so you might as well cash out while the seedlings are expensive, and you can make more money. If you are still interested in raising Clivia in the future, when the market is no longer good, you can pick them up on the street."
"Will such a situation really happen?" Qi Lan was skeptical.
"It will happen. You can't go wrong if you listen to me."
"Oh! If that day really comes, what else can I do? Retirement is actually very boring. If I don't play with flowers, what else can I do?"
"Master Qi, are you interested in working in my company? Let me show you how much you can do."
"To your business?"
"Of course, I didn't buy that equipment to look at as a painting. I bought it to start a business. Motorcycles require carburetors, so I need someone in that field. You used to specialize in carburetors, and I need your help."
"Xiao Wan, I really want to do something, but I don't want to leave my hometown. Going to Bei Liao is too far away. It's unrealistic for me to leave my family and career at my age."
What Qi Lan said makes sense. Older people are homesick and are reluctant to leave their hometown.
"Master Qi, let's put it this way. If you can find your former colleagues, can you two get together and set up a small business specializing in motorcycle carburetors? As long as the products are qualified, I'll take them all. This way, you can both enrich your lives and create profits for yourselves. How do you think?"
Qi Lan thought for a long time: "But we used to tinker with car carburetors. We have never even seen a motorcycle carburetor."
"That's not a problem. We have the blueprints, and we brought them along with the equipment. The principles are basically the same, only the structure is different. I think if you really put your heart into it, you might be able to make it. When I return to Beiliao in July, I'll make a copy of the blueprints and you can look at them and try them out. If you can do it, give it a try. If not, forget it. If you don't have the equipment, I can invest."
The Clivia market will collapse in June, so July will be a good time for them to find something to do.
"That's something we can try. We have quite a few retired people in our workshop, and I can organize some. As for the equipment that's not in use right now, we can temporarily work on gasoline engines. If that works out, it won't be too late to set up a new factory."
"Then it's settled. You organize the group here first, and I'll make a copy of the blueprint for you to study."
Wan Feng didn't expect them to go to Wahou to start a business. It would be better if they went there, at least they could help bring out a group of people. If they really couldn't go there, they could do it in Changchun.
If they really couldn't make it, Wanfeng would have to entrust Wu Zihua's gasoline engine factory to process and produce the carburetor. They are a professional manufacturer, and it would not be a big problem for them to make a carburetor for Jiefang to make a two-stroke motorcycle.
After finishing the work, Wan Feng and Li Mingdou left Qi Lan's house and took a taxi back to their rented house.
When Wan Feng put the two pots of flowers he bought from Qi Lan on the stall, their flower stall instantly became several levels higher in level.
At least there were two pots of genuine goods, and as soon as they were put on the stall that day, someone asked about the price of these two pots of flowers.
Wan Feng priced the two pots of flowers at 30,000 and 15,000 respectively, and he didn't intend to sell them just for display.
He planned to deal with the two pots of flowers when they were about to leave.
The sun rises as usual and life goes on as usual. In the morning, Wan Feng and Li Yong still go around buying Clivias, while Li Mingdou and He Xiao sell them at the stall.
The four of them worked together seamlessly.
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