He stopped outside for a while before he understood what was going on.
So it was a sick plant!
The seller was a middle-aged man in his forties. He looked refined and knowledgeable. He was now standing beside the table with the osmanthus tree on it.
The seller looked at the onlookers with a slightly impatient expression. However, no one came forward to ask for a price. This laurel tree did not look good, and its leaves were almost all gone. Who would come forward to ask for a price?
Zhang Wenyuan had an idea when he saw this!
Finally, someone came forward to ask for a price.
"This osmanthus tree of yours is obviously quite sick. I wonder how much you want to sell it for?”A young man stepped forward and asked.
The middle-aged man saw that someone was consulting him and relaxed his tightly knitted brows.
"I have been raising this laurel tree for several years. Many of my friends who come here often might know that a few days ago, someone offered 180,000 yuan to buy it, but I didn't sell it.”
"Who would have thought that it would become like this after only a few days back?" If that friend wants it, 5,000 will do.”
The young man smacked his lips and said," Just based on the appearance and growth of this laurel tree, it's worth 180,000 yuan. But now it's different. Judging from its current condition, it's still a problem whether it can survive or not. 5,000 yuan is a little high."”
"Then how much do you think is appropriate?”
"Five hundred!" The young man opened his fingers and said,""500 is too little. I spent 80,000 when I bought it two years ago. Now that I'm selling it for 5,000, I can only get the maintenance fees I spent on it over the past few years.”
"You must have already treated him and sold him after he couldn't be cured. If you had sold him at the beginning, he might have been worth 5,000 yuan, but look at him now. It's really not worth that price.”
The boss didn't say anything after hearing that. He closed his mouth and shook his head.
The onlookers lowered their voices and waited for the matter to progress.
The young man continued," I bought it with the mentality of luck. The chances of saving it are zero. It's purely throwing money away." How about 800? After this price, it would not be worth it to catch the one in ten thousand possibility.”
The middle-aged seller insisted," 3,000. This is the lowest price. If it's lower than this price, I might as well end it in my hands."”
The young man shook his head and retreated into the crowd. He did not bargain anymore. This price was clearly beyond his bottom line.
The surrounding crowd began to discuss again. It was nothing more than the main seller's price being high and the young man's price being low.
While the middle-aged man and the young man were bargaining, Zhang Wenyuan carefully sized up the Sick Osmanthus.
To be honest, this was indeed a good bonsai osmanthus tree. Just like what the young man had said earlier, it was worth 180,000 yuan just from the appearance. No wonder the middle-aged man didn't sell it.
This was a golden osmanthus tree. Its roots were split into three branches and pierced into the soil in the pot. Although it was not as profound and auspicious as the five-clawed golden long root, it was not bad. The branches were scattered in the garden, and it looked good. It could be put in a conspicuous place.
However, there were only branches left now and not many leaves. The seller must have tried his best to treat it before. Now that he was still selling it at a low price, it meant that the possibility of curing it was not high. If the price was high, it would be purely throwing money into the water. It was still possible to try his luck at a low price like the young man.
However, these were all for ordinary people. For Zhang Wenyuan, it was the opposite.
Because he had a small world and a spiritual spring! As long as the plants had not completely lost their vitality and still had a little bit of life, there was a possibility of being cured. Moreover, it was not impossible to make it surpass the past.
Therefore, this sick plant was a worthless item to the seller, but to Zhang Wenyuan, it was 70,000 to 80,000 yuan or more.
The middle-aged man waited for a while and saw that no one asked for a price. He guessed that there was no hope and was about to pack up and leave.
Zhang Wenyuan pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. He stopped the middle-aged man who was about to turn around and said,"Don't be in a hurry to leave. We'll discuss it later.”
The middle-aged man turned around to look at Zhang Wenyuan and replied,""It's still the same price as before. It's fine as long as it's okay. If not, I won't delay here.”
"The price just now was a little high. You can also understand that the possibility of saving this plant is not high. "Two thousand," Zhang Wenyuan said.
The middle-aged man was about to turn around when he stopped. He was a little tempted and hesitant.
"Two thousand yuan is already a big risk for me." Zhang Wenyuan quickly struck while the iron was hot. Moreover, if you bring it back, it will die of illness. I might be able to save it. You don't want the baby that you've painstakingly injected so much emotion into to suddenly die, right?”
The middle-aged man finally made up his mind." Alright, deal. Two thousand it is." He really couldn't bear to let it die just like that. However, I'll leave my phone number with you. If you can save him when you go back, contact me and let me see him again.”
"No problem!" Zhang Wenyuan agreed immediately.
Then, Zhang Wenyuan reached into his pocket and took out two thousand yuan from his pocket dimension. He counted it and handed it to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man took it and looked at it casually. He didn't count it again and put it in his bag. Then, he gave Zhang Wenyuan a business card.
Zhang Wenyuan took the business card and looked at it. The business card was very concise. There was only a name and a phone number on it. Xing Weiping, a rare surname.
Seeing Zhang Wenyuan put the name card into his pocket, Xing Wei stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Wenyuan's hand before leaving in a hurry.
Zhang Wenyuan's gaze followed Xing Weiping all the way until he got into a silver Mercedes. It turned out that he was a rich man who did not lack money at all. Perhaps he really wanted to find someone to cure this laurel tree.
Seeing that the matter was over, the onlookers dispersed. Most people did not think highly of Zhang Wenyuan. This osmanthus tree was obviously not going to survive unless there was a technique to revive the dead tree. However, Zhang Wenyuan did not take the comments of the onlookers to heart because he really had the ability to bring plants back to life.
Zhang Wenyuan carried the sick plant and found a bathroom to enter, putting the sick plant into his small world. After coming out, she went to the market as if nothing had happened.
Although there were also good things in the stalls outside, there were only a few of them. Just like today, if there was a problem or if they really couldn't sell them, they would bring them to the stalls to sell. Generally, the best items were sold in more formal shops, but the price was much higher. However, there was also a minimum guarantee that the difference would not be too big.
The prices of the stalls outside were cheaper, and the protection was relatively weaker. Some of them did not even have protection at all. The flow of people selling things was very large. Buying things wasn't as trustworthy as buying things in a store. It was purely based on one's personal skills and eyes. If one was lucky and had high skills, they could find good things. It wasn't impossible to earn tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands with a turn of hands. Just like what Zhang Wenyuan did today. After a period of time, the things that he bought for 2,000 yuan could be sold for more than 100,000 yuan. The price would increase by dozens of times. Earning money was easy!
Of course, this was only for Zhang Wenyuan. It was not so easy for others. At the very least, in today's situation, although the profits were huge, no one was confident that they could make this money.
During this period, he encountered many small toys. There were crafts and beautiful colorful plant specimens. Zhang Wenyuan saw a young man setting up a stall. The stall was filled with all kinds of wood carvings. Zhang Wenyuan was very curious. He didn't expect wood carvings to be used to make money. He stopped to observe for a while. Business was not bad.
Most of them were sold to young couples.
The young man's carving skills were not bad. The twelve zodiac signs carved were vivid, and there were cute pen holders, inkstones, characters from comics or cartoons, and so on.
The price of one varied from ten to two hundred, mainly depending on the quality of the wood and the difficulty of the object. The small pendants were only worth 20 to 30 yuan. The twelve zodiacs carved from red pine trees were a little more expensive but not more than 200 yuan.
Wood carvings were cute and not expensive, and were very popular among many girls. Couples could also ask the young sculptor to carve what they liked. Therefore, the young man's business was not bad.
Zhang Wenyuan squatted down and found a long in the Chinese zodiac. It was obviously a master-level item. It was not on the same level as the others. Comparing the two, this long was like a college student's work, while the other was like a primary school student's diary that had just started writing an essay. There was a huge difference.
Zhang Wenyuan used his hand to rub his long, polished body. Shen Long's expression was realistic and lifelike, as if he really had the momentum to soar into the sky.
Zhang Wenyuan couldn't help but sigh. At the very least, his current carving level was far inferior.
After the young man finished greeting the other guests, he turned around and saw Zhang Wenyuan looking at Shen Long. He said embarrassedly.
"I'm sorry, sir. This one is not for sale. You can choose another one.”
"Oh?" Zhang Wenyuan couldn't help but ask in confusion. Are there any that aren't for sale?"
"This was given to me by someone else. I usually rely on observing this to improve my carving ability.”
Zhang Wenyuan's hands were itching for a moment. He took the carving knife and found a piece of red pine wood. The knife flew up and down in his hand, and in a moment, a small figure was carved out. Naturally, it was still Yaya, who he was most familiar with.
Although the carving skills were not as good as the godly long, it was much better than the young man's. One was at the level of a high school student, and the other was at the level of a primary school student. The young man looked on awkwardly.
The people around him cheered after seeing this. Immediately, a few people asked to carve one for him.
Zhang Wenyuan sat down and satisfied these people's requests. Of course, he gave all the money to the young man and left under the young man's hesitant gaze.
He didn't expect that wood carvings could be sold for money, and the price wasn't bad. He could carve a few in a day. If they sold well, his monthly salary would exceed that of an ordinary white-collar worker. In the future, this would be a way to earn money. Even if the small world suddenly disappeared, he could still earn money to support himself without losing his ability.
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