Bliss of rebirth

Chapter 172: Childhood Memories (1)
After packing up and eating by myself, I carried a big cloth bag on my back and went straight to the flower and bird market by car, where I could find really good flower pots.

You can't buy flower pots outside, it doesn't matter if you deal with them casually, but if you want to look high-end and stylish, and sell them at a good price, you can't save this money, so she went directly to a flower pot she saw last time. shop, she had inquired about it, this is the largest flower shop in the flower and bird market.

It’s not a market at this time, basically there are no people, the store is deserted, only one young guy is still breathing there, and when he sees someone coming in, he gets up lazily, “Little girl, what are you looking for?” what?"

They often have children who come here instead of their parents to buy flower pots, shovels and the like. They don’t know the situation, and when they see a store, they rush into it. If there are many times, they will prepare some, and they don’t expect to make money. Their boss doesn't care about these three melons and two dates, mainly because there is no need to explain nonsense, so seeing such a young child, he doesn't care what he wants, anyway, they have already changed from a high-end flower shop to a high-end atmosphere. It has become a grocery store.

Besides, when Na Ruyu came out today, she deliberately wore a large loose T-shirt and a pair of jeans that have been very popular in the past two years. Her pair of pants were bought when Dad Dang went to Shenzhen. Well, it's not the trouser legs that are thicker than the waist nowadays, but some are straight. Originally, Dang Sisi was not short, but now the lines are stretched, making her taller, and she doesn't look like her at all. She was twelve or thirteen years old, but she looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

"I want to buy a few flower pots, better ones like this one." She pointed to a pot of flowers next to her that was placed independently. There were a few bamboos painted on it, which looked very elegant and pure white. There are no flaws on the porcelain surface and it looks very high-end.

The little guy took a look: "The flower was sent by someone else to us for sale. The flowerpot is not ours, but we have similar ones. You can take a look." The little guy took out a flowerpot from under the counter at the back, At first glance, it is really similar to that flower pot, but the enamel is obviously not as delicate as that one.

Dang Sisi was a little dissatisfied. There was a flower in her home that was almost as good as the consignment one. In fact, it could even be said to be better if she had to look at it. After all, this flower only had a monotonous white color, and it looked very Pale, with the feeling of a weak and sick beauty, but the plant in her house, although it has not opened yet, can already be seen to be white with pink, soft and lovely, and healthier.

"Is there anything better?"

The little guy thought for a while: "Wait a minute, I'll go to the warehouse to have a look." After speaking, he didn't care that there were so many precious plants in the house, he turned around and left through the back door.

She was left to walk around the room alone, mainly to see what the value of these flowers were. Just like this store, many flowers had a price tag on them, just like this one on consignment. One, Dang Sisi clicked her tongue when she looked at it, and she counted how many zeros there were.

One, two, three, four, five, wow, just such a pot, it sold for six figures, of course, it hasn't been sold yet, the blood is a little boiling, what does this mean, it means that she is going to get rich.

Although she is still not sure whether her flowers are worth so much money, she has decided that when the boy comes back, she must ask if he still accepts consignment.

While dreaming of getting rich here, the boy came in with two flower pots in his arms.

(End of this chapter)