Siheyuan: There are seven fairies in my house, I am so busy

When I walked into Chunfeng Hotel, I saw a beautiful young woman about 20 years old at the front desk.

Zhang Jialiang came to the front desk and started asking:

"Hello comrade, is there any room available?"

The service attitude of the front desk staff nowadays is indeed much worse than that of later generations. The female receptionist glanced at Zhang Jialiang and responded in a very calm tone:

"There is a room. Do you have a letter of introduction?"

Zhang Jialiang took out the letter of introduction from the steel mill from his pocket and handed it to her. After reading it and confirming that there was no problem, the receptionist asked:

"What kind of room do you want?

We have quad rooms, double rooms and single rooms.”

"What's the price?"

"A single room is three dollars a day, a double room is one dollar a day, and a room for four is 4 cents a day."

The price is indeed a bit expensive, three yuan a day for 10 days, which is a month's salary for an average worker.

"Give me a single room for 7 days first, and I can renew it if needed. Shall we entertain all the canteens?"

"There is a cafeteria. If you want to eat at the guesthouse, come to the front desk to buy a meal ticket."

After resting in the room for half an hour, it was almost 11 o'clock, so Zhang Jialiang decided to go to the flower market and have lunch.

Before going, he disguised himself carefully, wearing a wig on his head, a false beard on his mouth, and a pair of dark glasses. His whole image changed drastically, and even his wife could not recognize him without careful observation.

This disguise is necessary because the amount of money involved is so huge that we have to be careful and cautious.

As soon as he went out, he heard two people talking about Clivia while walking. These two men should also be on a business trip to Changchun, and they should be colleagues in the same factory.

"Mr. Zhang, this Clivia is really popular, and the price has gone through the roof.

I didn't expect that such a small pot of flowers, with leaves but not yet blooming, would be worth more than 1 yuan. Why does it feel so unreal? Are the people here crazy?"

"Old Zhou, you are ignorant.

I came here a few days earlier than you, and people here have already gone crazy.

1000 yuan for a pot of flowers is nothing. A few days ago, I saw with my own eyes a blooming Clivia that was priced at more than 1 yuan, and it was sold!

This is not a flower, this is simply gold, no, it is more valuable than gold!"

The guy named Lao Zhou opened his mouth wide after hearing this, looking very stimulated.

"Oh my grandma!

How can it be so expensive?

More than 1 yuan?

I have never seen so much money in my life. It is even more valuable than gold.

You don’t know until you come to Changchun. It’s really an eye-opener for me!”

It seems that the market for Clivia is really hot right now. I could feel the enthusiasm just before I went out and went to the flower market.

When I arrived at the lobby of the guesthouse, I saw a bald man about 50 years old. He was chatting with the girl at the front desk.

"Xiao Liu, do you have any Clivia at home? Isn't windowsill economy advocated now? How many pots do you have at home?

I wonder if you could give me a bowl?"

The girl at the front desk has encountered too many people like this recently.

"Of course we have a few pots at home, but only one is about two years old, and the rest are seedlings that have only sprouted a few months ago."

"That's fine too. If you can give me one pot, I'll pay a high price."

“Forget it, my dad said he has to take good care of those pots of flowers and doesn’t want to sell them now.

Besides, it won’t sell for much money now. If it’s too much, you won’t like it. If it’s too little, my dad will think it’s a loss and not appropriate.”

"No, I really want to pay a high price. What kind of flowers do you have?"

"My dad said it was just an ordinary variety, but the mother plants in these pots of flowers at my house have big flowers and look very beautiful. It is a pretty good variety."

"Do you think this is okay?

I'll pay 50 yuan for a baby a few months old, and 2000 yuan for a baby two years old. How about that? Isn't that a high price?"

The bald man gritted his teeth and thought that the price he offered was a very high one.

Unexpectedly, the girl at the front desk curled her lips and disagreed.

“Come on, someone has been to our house to see it.

The family that bought the baby a few months old offered 70 yuan, and the family that bought the baby two years old offered 3000 yuan, but my father still refused to sell it.

Okay, my dad said we won’t sell these flowers, he wants to keep them, they will be more valuable next year.”

The man was stunned after hearing this.

“Is it so expensive?

The price I offer is just a preliminary price. After all, I haven't seen the flowers yet. Why don't you take me to your house to have a look? If it's suitable, I can offer a higher price."

The girl at the front desk was getting impatient.

"No, I really don't want to sell it. Why don't you ask around somewhere else?"

……

After hearing this, Zhang Jialiang felt even more excited. He also had a clue in his mind. It turned out that the opportunity to make a fortune had arrived. It was so hard to come by.

I know that Clivia is popular now, but I didn’t expect it to be so popular. So how much are those blooming famous Clivias in his space worth?

It’s not that Zhang Jialiang has never seen money before, it’s just that the market is too hot. He feels a little out of control and it’s a bit like a dream.

According to the current market value, the flowers in the space are worth over a million dollars. Such a large amount of money is a bit too ostentatious in this era.

Since ancient times, money has been a motivating factor for people. It is not easy to get such a large sum of wealth, and one would be afraid of any unexpected twists and turns at that time.

Zhang Jialiang calmed himself down and decided that he should be more cautious. He decided to go to the flower market first to check out the market conditions.

But he can't hesitate too much. He doesn't have much time. He must launch a blitzkrieg and sell a batch of Clivias quickly. Besides, it would be worse if he takes too long and has more troubles.

Zhang Jialiang arrived at the flower market. It was almost noon but the whole street was still crowded with people.

There weren't many Clivias displayed around, but there were quite a lot of people. Each flower seller was surrounded by a large crowd, some were watching the fun, and some were bargaining.

After a rough walk around and having a rough estimate of the price, Zhang Jialiang decided to give it a try.

I arrived at a deserted place and took out a pot of a three-year-old common variety of Clivia from the space.

This pot of flowers has already bloomed, the flowers are orange-red, but the flowers are not big and the color is a bit light. From the appearance point of view, they are not very outstanding. Zhang Jialiang gave a psychological price of 5000 yuan.

What Zhang Jialiang didn't expect was that people's enthusiasm was so overwhelming that as soon as he entered the market with the pot of flowers, two people came over and asked about the price.

“Comrade, are you selling your flowers?

How much do you plan to pay?"

"Friend, I want to buy your flower pot. How about 6000 yuan?

If you agree, we can do the deal right away, in cash."

"Why are you like this?

I was the first one to ask, and the other person hasn't answered yet, why are you cutting in line? That's really rude!"

"So what if you ask first? Does it become yours?

We came here together, so of course I can make an offer, and who told you not to make an offer first?"

"Hmph, I'll offer 6500!"

"6500, so what? I'll offer 7000. If you can, keep adding more."

"If you want to add more, add 7200!"

"7500!"

"Why are you like this?"

"That's what I am like. If you don't have money, get out!"

"I'm only offering 8000. If you have the guts to raise the price, I won't believe it!"

"You!... Forget it, you have a lot of money, just wait and see!"

One of them cursed and seemed very unhappy, then turned around and left angrily.

The remaining person who bid 8000 yuan looked at Zhang Jialiang.

"How's it going, friend?

The price I offered is already very high, can you sell it now?

8000 yuan is a lot of money, this is the highest price, if you don’t believe it, go and ask around.”

Zhang Jialiang looked at the smiling man in front of him and felt something was wrong.