Chapter 155 Selling Flowers at High Prices

Chapter 155 Selling Flowers at High Prices

In the afternoon, He's father returned with Sun Boming and the village chief.

When Sun Shan saw the empty donkey cart, he knew that the flowers were all sold out, so he asked anxiously, "Grandpa He, are all the flowers sold?"

Father He stroked his short beard and said with a smile, "They are sold out. Your flowers are selling well. Many people like them."

Sun Shan was happy when he heard that others liked it.

Just like it, it means you can make money.

The village chief said cheerfully: "Shanzi, your flowers are all thanks to Grandpa He, you have to thank Grandpa He."

Thank you, I definitely have to thank you.

Sun Shan initially wanted to ask his second cousin He Shuyu to help him sell the goods, but he did not expect the He family's trustee to personally take charge and help.

She said very sincerely, "Grandpa He, thank you. I told my second cousin that if he helps sell the flowers, I'll give him a share. Now that you're helping sell them, I'll give you a share. Don't despise it."

Sun Shan really didn't know whether 1% was too much or too little, but he also knew that the He family would not care about this 1% commission.

No matter how much or how little, you should always speak out and let others know what you think.

He's father laughed three times and patted Sun Shan's little head. "You know how to share, that's good. I don't want this share, I'll leave it to you for your studies. The teacher said that you are a good student, so you should study hard and become a scholar for the Sun family like your elder cousin did."

Sun Shan quickly shook his head and said, "If you want it, you have to give it. People should be honest."

He's father laughed even more happily: "You said it was for Yu Ge'er, not for me, hahaha, it doesn't count as breaking your promise. Yu Ge'er didn't buy it for you, so you don't have to give it to him. Shanzi, be good and keep it for your own studies."

He Shuyu said with a smile: "Shanzi, next time I help you sell, remember to give me a share of the profits, forget it this time."

The village chief and Sun Bomin smiled innocently.

Selling flowers today refreshed their outlook on life.

When they arrived at the flower market early in the morning with the embroidery ball, He's father did not go into every shop to ask people if they wanted flowers. Instead, he asked them to wait and went to a shop alone to find someone he knew.

After a while, He's father's friends came out to see the flowers.

Maybe there are no hydrangeas that bloom in winter, and the out-of-season blooms are particularly precious. Maybe the hydrangeas that Shanzi grows are so beautiful, colorful and varied that I like them as soon as I see them.

Especially when Chinese New Year is around the corner, large, bright flowers are the most popular.

The expressions of He's father's friends showed their liking without any concealment.

After some bargaining, He's father and his friend bought all of them, and each pot cost as much as 30 cents.

The price shocked the village chief and Sun Bomin.

A pot of flowers is more expensive than a pound of citrus. Flowers can only be seen, but citrus can be eaten. The inedible ones are more expensive than the edible ones. The two people are quite confused.

If you don’t understand, then don’t understand. Just keep silent.

There were 2000 pots in total, so I sold them for 60 taels.

After everyone handed over the flowers, He's father's friend said, "Brother He, if you still have flowers like this next year, please sell them to me."

He's father smiled and replied: "Don't worry, we have been friends for many years. If there is something good, you will definitely be the first one to come to mind."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries and chatted for a while.

As for the village chief and Sun Bomin, they served as the background wall, listening curiously to how businessmen chatted with each other, trying to learn some useful knowledge from them.

But they couldn't learn it, so they gave up.

When Sun Shan heard Father He's story about selling flowers, he was very grateful and said, "Grandpa He, thank you. If it weren't for you, it would have taken me a long time to sell my flowers."

Sun Shan understood that goods are important, but channels are more important. If goods cannot be sold, they are worth nothing.

He's father shook his head and said, "People only want your flowers because they are beautiful. If they are not beautiful, no matter what I say, no one will want them."

After a pause, he continued, "Shanzi, you are really good at growing flowers. I heard from your father that all these flowers were planted by you. You are really talented."

Sun Bomin was also happy to hear He's father praising Shanzi, and he said cheerfully: "Uncle, Shanzi is really good at growing things. Last time we bought a lot of vegetable seeds in the city, but all of them died when I planted them. Later, Shanzi planted them and all of them survived."

The village chief also echoed: "I think Shanzi is a farmer. He is very good at growing crops. In the future, he will be a good manager of the crops in the surrounding area."

He Shuyu said with a smile: "Grandpa, uncle, our Shanzi wants to take the exam for the title of scholar, how can he be a farmer who works on the land? Shanzi, am I right?"

Sun Shan quickly shook his head: "No. I can take the exam for the scholar and the top scholar, and at the same time I can be a good farmer."

When these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter.

He Shuyu was not convinced, so he grabbed Sun Shan again and poked him under the armpit.

It caused a huge panic.

After everyone left, Sun Bomin and Sun Shan counted the silver in the house.

In fact, we brought more than 2000 pots, and after the He family took a dozen pots, the rest were all sold.

He's father just sold them as 2000 pots, and gave the rest as a bonus to the flower vendor.

Sun Shan specifically instructed Sun Boming to carefully tell the flower vendors how to care for the flowers and what things to pay attention to, and he also wrote an instruction manual and gave it to the flower vendors.

The two of them counted it and found it was exactly 60 taels, no more, no less.

Sun Bomin sighed and said, "Shanzi, you make more money selling flowers than dad does selling oranges."

The Sun family transported 3000 kilograms of oranges, and at 25 wen per kilogram, they earned 75 taels. But this money had to be deducted from the cost of handling and shipping.

And it has to be divided into 4 parts.

Even with an income of 75 taels, Sun Boming only got 18/19 taels, which was much less than what Sun Shan earned from selling flowers.

That's why Sun Boming had such an exclamation.

It’s hard to believe that beautiful flowers can earn more money than delicious citrus fruits.

Sun Shan explained, "Dad, this is my income for two years, which is much less than what I earned from buying oranges. And the fact that they are selling so well is all thanks to Grandpa He. If I were to sell them, I would definitely not make that much."

Sun Bomin shook his head and said, "Even if you earn 2 taels in two years, you are better than many people. Shanzi, you are more successful than your father."

I thought to myself that although Shanzi was thin and weak and looked useless, he had a quick mind and was a good farmer, much better than other boys in the village.

Sun Boming thought that even if he was gone, Shanzi would be able to take care of the family and live a good life.

I couldn't help but feel relieved.

Then he said, "Shanzi, do you think we should plant more flowers next year?"

Growing flowers is hard work, but it doesn't cost much money. Sun Boming thinks that it's okay as long as it's hard work. There is no easy work, as long as he can make money.

Sun Shan shook his head in disapproval, "Father, we can't plant too many. If there are too many flowers, they won't be valuable. Our hydrangeas are precious because they are rare. If they were everywhere, they wouldn't be worth much.

Moreover, this year, some people saw that hydrangeas are expensive and easy to sell, so some flower farmers started to grow them.

We can only make a good profit from selling flowers for one or two years.”

Sun Shan is thinking of planting other varieties of flowers this year, but of course he will continue to plant hydrangeas.

After all, soil cuttings make flowers bloom faster, are low-cost, don't need to start from seeds, and take less time.

Sun Bomin didn't understand Sun Shan's meaning and couldn't understand why Duozhong couldn't make money.

If it sells well, I must plant more.

Sun Shan said bluntly: "Father, there is only one student in Zhengjia Village, Master Zheng, so everyone likes to ask him to preside over weddings. If there were more students in Zhengjia Village, Master Zheng would not be so valuable, and Zhengjia Village would have more choices. It's the same with our hydrangeas. If there are too many, they will be worthless."

Sun Bomin suddenly understood what Sun Shan meant.

He glanced at Sun Shan with a smile on his face and thought to himself: My Shanzi is so smart.