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Chapter 8 Hundred Thousands and Millions

The sudden change in the family caught Yang Guoqing and his wife by surprise. When Yang Fan sent five hundred boxes of mosquito coils back to town, the old couple had a serious talk with their son.

"Yang Fan, your mother and I can't help you much. It's good to be able to make money now; if you have any ideas, you can let go and do it." It was Yang Guoqing who spoke, and witnessed this son's hard work. It's the harvest season , Yang Guoqing felt a lot of emotion, the facts are more convincing than anything else, besides, his son is walking the right path, doing things to make money, just like him working hard in the fields, relying on hard work to eat, this Yang Guoqing knows this feeling better than anyone else. He opposed him back to the countryside at the beginning based on the most basic considerations, so he let him turn over these things, and Yang Guoqing didn't plan to mention them.

Wang Sulan also said: "Fanfan, mom doesn't understand anything, your dad and I are both blind, uneducated, and didn't go to school, so we had no choice but to object to your going back to the countryside..."

Yang Fan interrupted his mother's words: "Mom, I'm not a three-year-old child, so don't mention the past." There are still many unsaid things that have been kept in his heart. He will make money so that the two elders can live a good life and enjoy their old age , no longer have to worry about it.

After talking about some heavy topics, everyone is relaxed, and the days are getting better and better, and they are motivated to do everything.

"I'm looking to see if I can ask someone to help me. I have mosquito coils, vegetable fields and orchards all day, so I must be too busy." Yang Fan asked the most realistic question.

The old couple thought about the same thing, Wang Sulan proposed a candidate for Yang Fan: "Do you think Wu Zhanjun can do it?"

Wu Zhanjun is a distant nephew of Wang Sulan's natal family. He graduated from high school and went out to work for a year or two.

Yang Fan understands what my mother means, if the fat and water don't flow into other people's fields, those who are related to relatives should think more about it; Yang Fan has seen this person before, so it's not a big problem. "Mom, Cheng, you call and ask him to come over, and the salary is two thousand!"

"Ah? Two thousand, he only got fifteen thousand when he worked outside and entered the factory." Wang Sulan was a little unhappy when she heard this. Did her son just have some money to burn?

Yang Fan smiled: "Mom, I will definitely have to recruit people in the future, and there must be a demonstration effect."

"Women's family." Yang Guoqing muttered, got up and walked out.

Wang Sulan rolled her eyes angrily, since her son said so, she has no objection.

The vegetable field and the orchard are temporarily guarded by my father. He also needs to take care of the business of the Taobao store. In the evening, he just washed his face and put on a clean vest, lighted the mosquito coils made by himself, turned on the computer, and checked the situation of the Taobao store. .

Unexpectedly, there were also orders in the evening, and they continued to increase. He even saw discussion posts about Yang family mosquito coils in various post bar forums. Some people posted posts, and others questioned them. People who used them kept saying yes, but it was useless. Those who have passed are just belittling and bragging, how can there be such a godly thing, betting on live broadcasts, eating a lot, and some replies have appeared.

Yang Fan laughed it off, it seems that the word of mouth is still fermenting, with the platform of the Internet these days, the aroma of wine is really not afraid of deep alleys.

After a while, the mobile phone on the table rang. Yang Fan, who was staring at the screen, picked it up and saw that it was Zhao Bin's phone. He almost spit it out as soon as he opened his mouth.

"My day, are you sincere or unintentional?" This was Zhao Bin's first sentence.

"What the hell? What is sincere and intentional?" Yang Fan was at a loss, and finally added: "You are a happy newlywed, I have met your wife before, such a beautiful girl can't make you vent your anger, anger Still this big?"

"Fuck off, don't talk useless, don't you really know that your two pots of Chinese roses are rare and rare species?"

Yang Fan listened to the scriptures again: "What stuff? That's the most common rose."

"You kid, you pretend, do you know how much these two potted flowers are worth?"

"How many."

"A pot starts at least [-]."

Yang Fan almost dropped his phone on the ground, is it funny? This is, the flower seedlings he bought for a potted flower at that time were only a few dollars, and even the mature potted flowers in the market were only tens or hundreds of dollars, [-]. Grab money: "Did you act too much on the night of your wedding, kid? You lost your head, [-], thanks to your thinking."

"Fuck your sister, labor and management are serious. I gave these two pots of flowers to my father-in-law. The next day he personally came to the door to thank my son-in-law. He almost bowed and said that he really didn't have such a valuable thing." Thinking about it, I also said that my daughter has found a good son-in-law... I was taken aback for what the good guy said, but I found out later that these two potted flowers can be said to be orphans, new varieties, and unique, not only that. Disease resistance, etc... Those a lot of professional terms, anyway, are the best of the best; the old man found a few senior flower friends of his own, studied it all afternoon, and finally came to the conclusion that the lowest 16, [-], my dear, there is a guy who offered [-], but he didn’t sell it; it’s not over yet, when I got home, my wife found out about it and gave me a night’s reward. Having said that, my flesh hurts, my heart is bleeding, [-], I gave it to my father-in-law, I have nothing but the reputation of a good husband and a good son-in-law; I said you are not Are you a shrewd person? You didn’t tell me when you gave such a valuable thing? Don’t tell me you don’t know the value of this thing, so you just gave it away in such a muddle?”

Yang Fan slapped his thigh, and he understood everything. Two raindrops, one blue and one red, made this rose flower mutate and became a new variety. It is an orphan. Rare things are expensive. If they can be sold at this price, they will not So unexpected.

"I really don't know." Yang Fan is sweating, 16, his flesh hurts, and he is bleeding.

"Forget it, don't say anything, my father-in-law is not unreasonable, he asked me to give you 10 yuan, and I will call you later."

Pfft, Yang Fan almost spat out: "This..."

"What's this, one hundred thousand is still low, he made money, and this old man is not short of money, so I'll take it for you."

Of course the money was collected, anyway, it was the money for selling my own things. "Nonsense, of course I'll keep it."

"By the way, how many potted flowers do you have?"

"Roses, peonies, just these two kinds, add up to twenty or thirty pots."

"Damn, you don't know anything about guarding 100 million, and you're convinced." Zhao Bin continued: "Okay, the old man let me tell you, he wants all these flowers. If the appearance and quality If they are all good, he will buy them all at the market price; I wanted to go, but I just got married and couldn’t leave, my sister-in-law will drive to your place in a few days, and you can entertain me.”

"No problem." Yang Fan replied with enthusiasm.

In the end, Zhao Bin reminded me solemnly: "My sister-in-law is a beautiful woman, so don't get any wrong thoughts."

"It's not nonsense, I'm not in the mood to think about these things now."

"Hahaha, don't hold back, I'm just kidding you, if you have the ability to take down my sister-in-law, I agree with it."

(End of this chapter)