Chapter 842

Bai Shan asked curiously, "what are you wearing here?"

"Flowers," man Bao said, "be careful when you carry them down. Most of the flowers are half open. Don't knock them."

Daji and Zhou Silang went to carefully carry the box back to the yard. Bai Shan and Bai Erlang took tools to open the box. The box was opened. Everyone smelled a strong smell of flowers. Even Mr. Zhuang couldn't help coming out of the study.

All three boxes were opened. All the people in the yard were surprised and opened their mouths. Mr. Zhuang was dazzled. Then he looked at man Bao in surprise. For the first time, he knew that his disciple had such energy.

Man Bao calmly paid a handful of copper money to the coachman and said, "well, thank you for bringing me back."

The coachman didn't understand flowers, and he didn't think they were much better than the two pots of red peonies he bought, so he took the money with the same indifferent face and left a yard of knowledgeable people looking at each other.

Since Zhou Silang knew that man Bao had sold two pots of orchids at a high price of 200 Liang and brought back a pot of peony that was said to be worth 800 Liang, he quietly asked Mr. Zhuang. Although it was only the foundation, he also had a comprehensive understanding of the valuable flowers in the flower market.

Zhou Silang summarized that there are basically only a few valuable flowers, meilanju and peony, and not every of the four flowers is valuable.

For example, chrysanthemums, small wild chrysanthemums common on the roadside, can be picked easily. Is that valuable?

He took a small notebook and wrote down the most valuable varieties and colors of several flowers. For the three boxes of peony flowers brought back by man Bao, the two boxes of pure white peony flowers would not be mentioned. He already knew the price. The three potted flowers in another smaller box were facing the most valuable colors mentioned by Mr. Zhuang.

He can't see the variety, but he can see the color of the flowers!

Zhou Silang squatted on the ground and leaned over to the box to see the three potted flowers. He stretched out his hand to touch the peony. He was a little afraid. He looked up at Mr. Zhuang and asked, "Mr. Zhuang, this is what you call yellow and purple?"

"Yao Huang, Wei Zi!" Zhou Lijun remembered their names as like as two peas. He then affirmed the way: "yes, the color is exactly the same as what the gentleman said."

Mr. Zhuang also lowered his head and looked carefully, nodded and shook his head. "It looks very similar, but it doesn't seem to be. At least there is a gap between the leaf and the description in the article."

"But even if it's not, the petals can open like this and the color is so positive. It's also very valuable. If it's a different species from Yao Huang, it's even more valuable."

Man Bao was surprised, "is the alien valuable?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said with a smile: "of course, peony didn't have so many colors at first. It was obtained only after continuous cultivation and screening by craftsmen, and these colors are heterogeneous. Every appearance of a heterogeneous species is very important, because even if its color is not very good-looking, it can mate with other varieties, and it may produce more beautiful colors."

Then why are the aliens of that world so worthless?

Man Bao thinks.

"Man Bao, where did you get so many peonies?"

Man Bao said, "I bought it."

She looked between the three pots of good flowers, and finally picked up Er Qiao, who had the most eyes on her husband, "Sir, this pot is for you."

Mr. Zhuang looked down at her. Seeing that her eyes were clear and sincere, he smiled and said to Bai Erlang, "move to my study."

Bai Erlang ran to move the pot of Er Qiao. Mr. Zhuang looked at man Bao for a while and turned to his study to stop asking about it.

On Thursday, Lang Chong man Bao gave a thumbs up, "man Bao, you are so powerful that even Mr. can buy you off."

Man Bao: "... I'm not buying off sir, I just want to give it to sir."

On Thursday, Lang didn't believe it, but Bai Shanxin did. He looked at the white peonies in the other two wooden boxes and the two pots of unique Yao Huang Wei Zi on the other side. He vaguely understood what man Bao was going to do.

Zhou Silang was immersed in the ocean of money for flowers. He was happy and asked, "man Bao, I'll sell flowers early tomorrow morning. Don't worry, I can sell the flowers. How much is the white peony, or the price of 600 liang?"

"No, the white peony sells sixteen Liang."

Zhou Silang: "ah?"

Bai Shan said, "rare things are expensive. When there is only one pot of white peony in Yizhou City, you can ask for 800 Liang. Man Bao takes out another pot to take out, and you can only ask for 600 Liang. Brother Thursday, man Bao takes back 20 pots at one go. How much do you think this flower can call?"

Zhou Silang: "... Well, it's not as if it's sixteen Liang. These sixteen Liang are much worse than six hundred Liang."

Bai Shan said, "because the steward of Yizhou palace only gave you sixteen Liang and three yuan of silver this morning."

Man Bao nodded, "that's right!"

Zhou Silang stared, "so you're fighting with Yizhou palace?"

"No!" Man Bao grinded his teeth and said, "I'm a petty citizen now. I can't fight with a servant of the palace, but I can fight with a servant of the palace."

She hummed, "I'll pay back today's pain in the future. I'll pay back the greater pain in the coming year!"

Zhou Silang said solemnly, "man Bao, let's be more generous. Why are you angry with a servant? Those words he said should be taken as if the wind had blown. Don't take them to heart. "

Zhou Lijun said, "I support my sister-in-law."

Zhou Si Lang shook his head. "You are too young and energetic."

"Fourth uncle, are you reluctant to give up money?" Zhou Lijun exposed him.

Zhou Silang coughed softly and said, "it's not true. You should be really angry. However, I'll let san'er and them stare at him and wait for him to be alone one day. How about a sack?"

He whispered, "take the flowers to revenge him. Isn't that our own money?"

Man Bao said, "the flowers have been bought. Do you know how to see them at home?"

She said: "the sword matches the hero and the good foal matches the general. It's good to have a person who knows how to appreciate it. Don't worry about the fourth brother. I've already thought of a buyer. You'll just wait for the door to count the money tomorrow."

Zhou Silang asked, "who is it?"

Man Bao hummed, "naturally, they are a group of people who can afford it."

She went to the study and took out the painting tools. She said to Bai Shan, "you draw the best. Please draw a portrait for these two potted flowers."

Bai Shan rolled up his sleeve and said, "no problem."

Man Bao takes the painted picture directly, then moves out the flowers in the box and takes care of it according to the precautions given by the seller.

The next day, man Bao went to the medicine shop, followed Dr. Ji out to see two patients, asked about the medicine farmer, and went home to class after he still had no news.

Thursday Lang, who had been staying at home, saw her and immediately greeted her and asked, "why do you still go to the medicine shop? Don't you go out to sell flowers? "

"Fourth brother, I was wrong last time. I think we shouldn't come to the door by ourselves this time. We have to let others come to the door."

Zhou Silang was stunned and asked, "then, how can people come to the door?"

Man Bao waved his small hand and said, "it's not urgent. I'll do it after class. You can go out and work at ease."