A rough calculation shows that these potted plants cost a whopping 100 yuan!
A few drops of sweat beaded on Old Li's shiny forehead, and his face flushed with excitement.
"Let's forget the four hundred yuan, I'll take the full ten thousand yuan!"
He waved his hand and said generously.
Perhaps ten thousand yuan was too much; the several zeros made him lose his head, and he felt that four hundred yuan was not worth mentioning.
Of course, whether he'll feel the pinch once he calms down is anyone's guess.
"Sir, there's something else I need you to take care of."
"Oh? Is there anything else?"
"I need to transport the flowers! But I can't damage the petals and leaves. Find someone to make me some big wooden crates and put the flowers in layers. That way, it will be both convenient and safe to transport them."
"Okay, no problem!"
Old Li readily agreed.
"However, if I'm opening the box, I can't just wipe out all four hundred dollars for you... After all, opening the box costs a lot of money!"
After agreeing on the box, Old Li also promised to help Li Xiangdong get the train car, since his second son's father-in-law worked on the railway and had connections.
Li Xiangdong took out the gold bar that Grandma Jiang had given him from his bag. "This is the deposit. I'll pay you the rest in a couple of days."
Old Li took the heavy little yellow croaker, put it in his mouth and bit it, then weighed it in his hand, and finally threw it on the ground to listen to the sound.
Only after confirming that the gold bar landed with a dull "thud" did he feel relieved enough to put it away.
"I'll weigh it again when I get back. It's perfect for my eldest daughter's wedding day, so I can make a gold bracelet out of it. And I'll make one for each of my two daughters-in-law, haha..."
Old Li looked particularly happy.
Actually, anyone would be overjoyed in this situation. Just this batch of clivia plants could bring in real money!
Seeing Li Xiangdong's large-scale purchase and the atmosphere so conducive to his business, Zhou Hongsong got carried away and spent all the money he had on him, buying dozens of pots of clivia that had already bloomed.
There was nowhere to put these clivia plants, so they had to be temporarily stored at Old Li's place.
Three days later, once the wooden crates arrived, the flowers were packed into them and transported directly to the train station.
With the sales contract, personally signed and fingerprinted by Old Li, tucked into their pockets, Li Xiangdong and Zhou Hongsong casually left the Clivia Market.
After they left, everyone immediately surrounded Old Li, bombarding him with questions about whether the deal had gone through.
Although Old Li was trying very hard to control his excitement, the corners of his mouth, which were even harder to suppress than AK's, undoubtedly revealed his current mood.
Moreover, the joyful state of mind that comes with a happy occasion cannot be concealed at all.
"Old Li, has this big deal fallen through?"
"Say something! Is it done?"
Old Li glanced around at the crowd and nodded very reservedly.
With a "whoosh," the crowd erupted in chaos!
What's going on?!
Judging from the quantity of goods that young man ordered, the value must be at least ten or twenty thousand!
My God! Old Li is rich!
"Alright, Lao Li, you've really turned the tables! Now let's see who dares to say you're not doing your job properly!"
"Wow, Old Li, you've become a millionaire!"
"Haha, Old Li can finally hold his head high at home now!"
"..."
Among the crowd, some were shocked, some were happy, and some felt a pang of jealousy, wondering why such a windfall hadn't fallen into their laps.
Of course, some people had ulterior motives.
After watching and chatting for a while, everyone went back to their places.
After all, no matter how much others earn, it has nothing to do with your own life.
The real key is to take good care of your own business and earn the money in your own hands.
Old Li hummed a song as he deftly carried all the flowers Li Xiangdong had asked for back to the flower shed.
Just as he was having a great time, someone sneaked over.
Old Li put down the flowers and turned around, just in time to see a dark figure close behind him.
"Oh my god—"
After seeing the other person's face clearly, he stomped his foot in annoyance.
"Tuhong? What brings you here?"
Tu Hong was a thin man in his thirties. His eyebrows were particularly dark, thick, and long, as if a large brush had been dipped in thick ink and drawn deeply on his face.
In stark contrast to his thick, dark eyebrows were his eyes, which were thin and long, and even narrower than his eyebrows.
He grinned, revealing a mouthful of large yellow teeth, the most striking being his large, gold-inlaid front tooth, which glittered in the sunlight.
"Old Li, I heard you struck it rich today?"
Old Li frowned slightly, then dodged to the side in disgust, avoiding Tu Hong's approaching mouth.
"What kind of fortune are you talking about? It's just selling flowers. How could you possibly earn more than you guys?"
Tu Hong was too lazy to play along with him. He pulled over the rocking chair that Old Li usually sat in, lay down on it casually, and sneered, "Stop hiding it. The news of your fortune has spread all the way to Erdao District!"
Old Li didn't say anything and just kept moving the flowers by himself.
"I have an idea for you, let's make a little money together!"
Tu Hong continued, "These two are easy targets from out of town, might as well take advantage of them. Here's what we'll do: when they come to pay the balance, I'll get rid of them. Then, we'll split the money this time, and you can continue selling your clivias!"
He straightened up, his small eyes gleaming, and laughed triumphantly, "This trick is called getting something for nothing, what do you think?"
Old Li was furious!
What do you mean by getting something for nothing? They have a contract he signed and sealed!
If you fail to fulfill the contract, you will have to pay double the penalty!
Tu Hong, that scoundrel, has his own agenda. He took a cut of the money and made me take the blame. He's really dreaming!
"It's not good! I run my business honestly and honestly, don't try to apply that kind of attitude to me!"
Old Li refused outright, and Tu Hong looked displeased.
What do you mean?!
"That's exactly what I mean! Tu Hong, your father died saving women and children from drowning. He was a heroic figure who bravely rescued people! Look at you, aren't you just tarnishing his reputation!"
They're all neighbors, so everyone knows each other's financial situation.
Tu Hong's face was as black as soot from the bottom of a pot, and he kicked a flowerpot and smashed it.
"Li Zhanyou! Don't you dare mention that old bastard to me! What hero saving lives, what model hero? Were those ordinary women and children? They were that old bastard's mistress!"
Old Li choked on his words, thinking it was just a rumor!
The key point is that the government also gave Tuhun a heroic title for saving people after his father died. How could there be such a shocking inside story?
"Um... is that child your father's?"
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