The Feng family was incredibly welcoming to me. This time, I also met my sister-in-law's uncles, aunts, and cousins, and we drank together.
Before leaving, they filled the entire trunk of my car.
The fish I just brought back was from my sister-in-law's uncle, brought over from the Heihe River. It included seven floats, sturgeon, salmon, and other fish.
When Sheng Xiping said that, everyone remembered that they had unloaded several fish from the car earlier. They were all quite large, and one of them had even been cut in two and was still quite long.
At the time, Sheng Liancheng was puzzled, as he had never seen such a big fish in the area. It turned out that it was given to him by the Qiao family.
"Oh dear, look at this, it's not good at all! I heard these fish are quite expensive."
"Later, grab something and send it to the Feng family. It's just a small token of our appreciation," Sheng Liancheng quickly reminded his son.
Before we knew it, it was getting late. Today was the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, the Little New Year, so we had to make dumplings.
The dumpling filling and dough are ready, so let's get started!
They had just started wrapping up a few when a dog barked outside, followed by Chen Weiguo, Gao Haining, and others coming in.
They're always out and about and rarely at the company. The last time we met was around the Lunar New Year.
The company held its year-end summary and annual meeting, where everyone gathered together for a lively time before going back to their own busy schedules.
Chen Weiguo and the others returned a few days earlier than Sheng Xiping. Just now, someone saw a black sedan parked in the alley at the east end of the Sheng family's house. They knew that Sheng Xiping had returned, so they all came over to join in the fun.
When his brothers arrived, Sheng Xiping put down the rolling pin, brewed a pot of tea, and sat down with them on the north kang (heated brick bed), chatting and drinking tea.
"Hey, Xiping, have you heard? Over at Donggang, someone made several million yuan growing clivia."
Recently, there's been a buying frenzy for clivia plants in Songjiang River and the surrounding areas of Fusong. A single pot can sell for several thousand yuan, even tens of thousands.
While drinking tea, Gao Haining suddenly remembered this matter and mentioned it to Sheng Xiping.
"I'm so confused. It's just a potted plant, how can it sell for such a high price?"
We've been going through all this trouble, searching everywhere for products to export, and we've never heard of anything being this valuable!
This was not only Gao Haining's question, but also the shared question of everyone who heard the news.
Nobody understands how such a small pot of flowers could be worth so much money.
Sheng Xiping frowned upon hearing this. Clivia? Someone in Donggang made money off Clivia, and even made millions?
Wait a minute, I've never heard of such a thing in my past life.
Even though he was still inside at this time in his previous life, if something this big really happened, he should have heard about it after he got out.
Who is this? Something doesn't seem right.
I've been so busy these past few days that I haven't been able to write much. I also don't want to take too long off, so I'll just post 4,000 words for now and continue later when I'm less busy.
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