Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 640
According to the actual explanation, it must be unreasonable. Wan Feng can only adopt the principle of roundabout curves to create value for Clivia.

A simple explanation is nonsense.

"Actually, the Clivia I want to plant is a kind of Clivia that has very medicinal value. It can be said that the whole body is full of treasures. The flower seeds, flower stems and roots all have huge medicinal value, especially the flower roots are sold by gram. A gram is dozens of A flower root is usually several taels, do you think it can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars?"

Wan Feng's face didn't change color and his heart didn't beat, Baoxiang solemnly said it as if it was true.

Luan Feng blinked her eyes: "Why do I hear you say that this stuff looks like ginseng?"

"Just treat it as ginseng."

Luan Feng sneered for a while: "I'm just saying you're lying to ghosts. There are two pots of Clivia planted on the window sill of my house. Why didn't I know it was so valuable?"

"Ah! There is Clivia on the window sill of your house? Why didn't I notice it? Take me to see if it's a valuable variety. It might be worth tens of thousands."

"Really! Is it worth that much money?"

The focus of Luan Feng's mental concentration immediately deviated, and his two eyes instantly changed into Brother Kong Fang's appearance, with a full face of RMB.

Luan Feng didn't lie, there were several pots of flowers on her window sill and her mother's room, and two of them were really Clivia.

It's just that Wan Feng doesn't have much research on Clivia now, and he can't tell what species it is, but the leaves grow very neatly and densely, and the leaves in one pot are lined up like swords and pointing to the sky.

"How long have you been raising these Clivias in your family?"

"I don't know, anyway, I had it several years ago, and it was raised by my mother."

It seems that the longer the Clivia is, the more valuable it is. These two pots of Clivia may really sell for tens of thousands in two years.

If it is really worth that much money, it must be exchanged for money. There will be no such shop after passing this village.

Fortunately, this flower was raised by her mother, if it was placed in Luan Feng's hands, it would probably have dried up to death.

"How is the factory now? Is there any resistance among the employees after the new factory regulations are promulgated?"

"I didn't find it, it seems to be no different from before."

It’s fine if there is no difference, and it’s useless if there is a difference. A factory should have its own rules and regulations, otherwise it won’t be messed up.

The clothing factory is not messed up, but some things are a bit messed up behind the wall.

Due to the increasing number of merchants and customers coming, the hardware conditions in Wahou are in a tense state again.

The only hotel run by the team could not meet the requirements of customers at all.

The far-sighted descendants of Wa built a lot of construction in the yard of their own house, and a piece of wing concierge was built, and it was all turned into a hotel.

It costs one yuan a night, and the largest family can accommodate twenty or thirty people. Even Luan Feng was moved.

The mansion where her family used to be a workshop only needs to be divided into small rooms and built with north and south heated kangs, and there is no pressure to accommodate 30 people.

This night is 30 yuan!

If the west wall is also built into a mansion, it will cost 60 yuan a night!
Wan Feng was speechless. The garment factory now produces more than 3000 pieces of clothing a day in two shifts, with a profit of several thousand yuan, but she thinks about the 60 yuan!

"Are you still short of the 60 yuan? Do you know how troublesome it is to recruit people for accommodation?"

"But rent it to my sister. Although my sister said to pay, who knows if my mother will ask my sister for a penny."

Wan Feng was stunned for a moment: "Hehehe, so you're so narrow-minded and playing here! It's nothing to use for your sister, right?"

"That house is mine. When my brother left, my mother said that the house would be given to me in the future, so why should I not want money?" Luan Feng was confident and confident, as if I was looking out for money.

"A dilapidated house, if it really doesn't work, let's build it in front of your house. If the house doesn't work, we'll build a building. Anyway, the hill in front of your house belongs to me."

"Ah! That mountain bend is yours?"

Wan Feng nodded.

Luan Feng was overjoyed: "Now I've made a fortune. If it's all built into a hotel, it can accommodate hundreds of people. One person will get one yuan, ten people will be ten yuan, and one hundred people will be..."

Wan Feng had the urge to photograph her, so why did he get into a fight with the hotel?
You can die if you don't open a hotel!

"After I left years ago, you and your parents might as well move to live with me. Either let your sister live in your house and run a workshop, or rent it out."

"why?"

"Your place is lonely and too close to the market, so it's not safe."

"Then it's safe for my sister to live? My sister is so beautiful, what if someone takes a fancy to Chacha?"

Wan Feng decided to wander around the market, and he found that he and Luan Feng often had no common language.

Your paralyzed sister is dead, and you were crossed by someone casually?Isn't your brother-in-law here?
Besides, it’s okay to be crossed, the sun rises as usual, and life has to go on...

No, women at that time had a very strong heart of chastity, and if they were defiled by others, they might hang themselves and jump into the river or something.

What would Shen Hongjun do if Luan Ying was thrown into the river by a fork and hanged?Will this guy marry another one?
Bah bah bah!Thinking a little far?

...

Chen Wenxin's mother listened to Wan Feng's suggestion, rented a mobile room, bought a few tables and chairs, and opened a snack bar.

Mainly engaged in cornmeal and white bread, pancakes, steamed buns and flower rolls, supplemented by side dishes and vegetable soup.

Steamed buns cost [-] cents and flower rolls cost [-] cents, steamed buns cost [-] cents each, a bowl of vegetable soup costs [-] cents, and side dishes seem to cost three or four cents per dish.

Usually a dime can fill the stomach, even if you spend a little extra, you can have a meal.

Very affordable.

Since Wan Feng and Luan Feng didn't have time to urinate in the same pot, they came to drink soup, anyway, it was dinner time.

I have to go to my grandma's house to eat when I get home, so it's better to spend more than a dime here for a meal.

Before entering this snack bar called Bianmin, I saw Chen Wenxin wearing a white coat working as a waiter in the store from afar.

The business in the store is very good, and there are almost no seats left.

Chen Wenxin saw Wan Feng coming from the open window, so he came out to meet him.

Wan Feng found an empty space, and Chen Wenxin came over to wipe the table with a smile.

"Two steamed buns and a bowl of vegetable soup."

A few minutes later, Chen Wenxin brought a plate and a bowl, and there were two steamed buns in the plate.

The vegetable soup is kohlrabi soup, and there are many vegetables in it.

Wan Feng took a bite of the steamed bun and drank the vegetable soup: "It tastes good."

"I burned it." Chen Wenxin boasted happily.

"The craftsmanship is good, by the way, did you wash your hands when cooking the soup?"

Chen Wenxin was depressed: "I didn't wash it!"

"I said the smell is a bit weird, so I come here every night to help."

"Ok!"

"With you in your house, this small shop will prosper a lot, and there will be beautiful women to watch when you eat."

Chen Wenxin, who has become a beauty, blushed as brightly as a sunset.

"I think if you lean on the door to show off, more people will come."

"Bah! You're the one who leans on the door to show off!"

"I can't, I'm a man, men can't lean on the door to show off, no one is watching."

"The dog doesn't spit ivory, so it ignores you."

(End of this chapter)