MTL - Hello 1983-Chapter 10 flower sale

  Chapter 10 Flower Selling Disturbance

antique?

  Liu Qingshan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and his heart beat hard a few times in disappointment.

  Currently, the antique craze has not yet risen, and filling the stomach is still the top priority. Therefore, the value of antiques, relatively speaking, is simply the price of cabbage.

  Of course, the price of this cabbage is relatively speaking, the price of antiques can range from tens of yuan to hundreds of yuan.

  Sweeping his eyes, Liu Qingshan's eyes suddenly lit up.

  His eyes fell on the entire page of red and golden stamps.

  The stamp has a bright red background, which is very festive, with a golden monkey squatting in the middle, with fine hair showing.

  The full-page monkey ticket, if there is such a version in later generations, it will be enough for retirement money.

   "Boss, how do you sell these stamps?"

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help raising his hand and asked.

  The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance. He glanced at Liu Qingshan and raised a finger with a smile.

   "One hundred, this is too expensive for you!"

  The stall owner still smiled and shook his head: "Young man, I'm talking about one thousand, okay?"

   "What, one thousand? So expensive?"

  Liu Qingshan blinked hard twice: This is equivalent to a worker's salary for several years!

Anyway, there were no other customers, so the stall owner started chattering: "Little comrade, you should know this Gengshen monkey, not to mention other stamps, this monkey ticket, although the face value is eight cents, but now each one has gone up. to three dollars."

   "For the full page, the price will at least double. How much do you calculate?"

  Liu Qingshan secretly calculated, the first round of zodiac stamps is 80 per page, and if each stamp costs 3 yuan, it will be 240 yuan.

   It is normal to double the entire page, plus the precious stamps of those special years in the stamp album, 1,000 yuan is really a conscience price.

   If you buy it, you can save it for ten or twenty years, and it will be a few million.

  Liu Qingshan really wanted to win it, but he really had no money in his pocket.

   "Clivia, little comrade, how do you sell this Clivia?" A surprised voice came from behind.

  Turning his head, Liu Qingshan found that the flower basket that he had tightly covered had been lifted. There is a young man squatting there to see.

  This guy is wearing a big vest, a pair of big pants, and is shaking a broken fan in his hand.

  It looks thin and has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, which is not as rare as the Gengshen monkey that Liu Qingshan saw just now.

  He was still yelling: "I, Hou San, really have a pair of piercing eyes. I glanced through the gaps in this flower basket, and I knew it was a Clivia."

   The yelling soon attracted several passers-by who were strolling around, and they all gathered around the basket to watch.

  One of the old men who looked like a retired cadre muttered: "Hey, I don't seem to have seen this breed on the market."

   Seeing Hou San saying that while stretching out his hands to pinch the leaves of Clivia, Liu Qingshan immediately stood in front of him: "You are only allowed to look, not to touch!"

  Hou San grinned: "Little comrade, don't be nervous, I'll buy it."

  Following that, he took out a big ticket from his pocket, waved it flamboyantly and said, "Little comrade, have you never seen such a big ticket in your village?"

   "If you sell this flower to me, this one will be yours!"

  Hou San looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, dressed in rags, and wanted to take advantage of it.

   If he was really an ordinary farm boy, he might agree.

  However, Liu Qingshan didn't look at him directly, and said loudly: "Youlan grows out of the empty valley, Jueshi grows alone. Only our mountain valley with beautiful mountains and rivers can grow such a good Clivia, and you can't buy it for ten yuan."

   "Well, well said, well said." The retired veteran cadre just nodded vigorously.

  Someone beside him also echoed: "This little comrade is a bit level. I heard that our Spring City will soon designate Clivia as a market flower. Isn't it just that the flower of Clivia is rare, like an independent gentleman."

  Liu Qingshan followed suit, then smiled at Hou San: "Comrade Hou'er, what do you think?"

  Hou San blinked his small eyes a few times. He didn't understand anything about what everyone said just now, but he knew one thing: Clivia is valuable.

  However, this half-child seems to be knowledgeable, I'm afraid it's not easy to fool.

  After thinking about it, he decided to try again: "Little comrade, you have traveled a long way, and it is not easy to go to the city to sell flowers. I will give you more."

   After speaking, he took out another card of Great Unity.

  Liu Qingshan still shook his head.

   "Another ten yuan!"

  Liu Qingshan ignored him

   "Another ten yuan!"

  Hou San was also in a hurry, his voice was shriller than a monkey's.

   "I'll add..."

  After adding it to 80, Hou Sanyi took out his pocket and turned it over, but he didn't find any more money.

Not reconciled, he went to the stall owner just now, muttered for a while, borrowed some money, and then said: "Little comrade, our city government just issued document No. 12 last year, stipulating that the price of Clivia should not exceed two One hundred yuan, brother, I will offer one hundred and eighty yuan, this is the price of conscience."

  Of course Liu Qingshan will not be fooled by the other party’s small tricks. Of course he knows the documents, and he also knows that the more the documents are banned, the more expensive they will be.

   It’s like saying to control housing prices every year after liberalizing commercial housing, isn’t it going up every year?

   Seeing that this half-sized boy was stunned to withstand the temptation of one hundred and eighty yuan, Hou San was in no mood, no matter how high the price was, he couldn't afford it.

  The middle-aged stall owner next to him couldn't help persuading: "I said San'er, the young comrades are also knowledgeable, or you can earn some handling fees."

   It's not like Hou San has never done this kind of business introduction and earning some benefits.

  Hou San was stunned there, and began to hesitate in his heart.

  At this moment, someone suddenly called out: "Look, foreigner, a foreigner came out of the park!"

   These days, foreigners are rare, and everywhere they go, they are surrounded like giant pandas.

  The retired veteran cadre was still knowledgeable, glanced at it and said: "What kind of foreigner, that's what the old society called, and now they are all called foreign guests."

   An old man next to him also nodded: "This foreign guest comes to the park for a walk every day. I heard that he is a foreign expert invited by the machinery factory to install equipment."

  The stall owner also followed suit: "Isn't it? I can see it everywhere, and there is a driver in the sky. Is there a small car at the gate of the park? It is specially for foreign guests."

  Liu Qingshan also looked over. It was a middle-aged foreigner with a little baldness on the top of his head, wearing a tracksuit, and trotting slowly.

  Then, the topic started to go off track. Everyone talked about the life of foreigners, such as upstairs and downstairs lights and telephones, and cars when going out.

   Liu Qingshan was very happy when he heard it: Don’t be envious, everyone, in a few decades, we can also live such a life.

  I was thinking about it when I heard Hou San scream: "Haha, this foreigner is also a monkey, and he is doing somersaults!"

   While speaking, the foreigner leaned back, and then fell forward to the ground.

  (end of this chapter)