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Chapter 100: There Are Women Like Poems

At this time, Zhao Jingui asked again: "So, without the fibrous roots, only half of the main root is left. How did you save it?"

Zhang Taiping said: "This junior has his own way, but it's just not convenient for him to say it here."

It makes sense for Zhang Taiping to say this. There is no one in this industry who doesn’t have their own special skills. Of course, it is private and cannot be announced to everyone. I believe that everyone here has his or her own unique skills. It is not surprising.

There are no shortage of humane tips.

In fact, Zhang Taiping doesn't have any unique tricks or the like. This is entirely due to space and space spring water. However, this secret cannot be known by others, so he can only keep the previous part pretending to be mysterious and half-truthful.

Partly, it leaves people with some sense of mystery.

After listening to this, Mr. Tian Zhendong said: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. There are many talented people hidden in Xi'an. You will definitely have a place in the flower and bonsai world in the future." Teacher Song and Mr. Zhao nodded in agreement.

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Then Zhang Jingui said hurriedly: "Brother Taiping, you bought this golden osmanthus for two thousand, right? How about I give you fifty thousand now?"

Before Zhang Taiping could speak, Song Huiming, who was next to him, spoke first: "Old Zhao, are you crazy for wanting to pick up leaks? You can say this. Let's just follow the rules and do an appraisal in Xi'an to determine a rough price, and then you

If you want it, bid again."

Teacher Song and Zhao Jingui, Tian Zhendong have been friends for decades, and they know him very well. They understand that he just made an urgent quotation just to save this plant that he was helpless at the time but was saved by a young man.

Jin Gui didn't buy it because he wanted to save a mere ten or two hundred thousand. So Song Huiming was not polite when he spoke.

After hearing this, old man Zhao Jingui smiled, touched his nose and stopped talking.

Then several qualified people evaluated each other. When this golden osmanthus plant was in Xing Weiping's hands, someone offered it 180,000 yuan, but he had not yet sold it.

"Now this old golden osmanthus is still more vigorous than when it was in my hands before, and its shape has also gone up a notch, as if it has changed for several years at once." Xing Weiping said, looking at the vibrant old golden osmanthus.

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Teacher Song Huiming nodded and said, "That's true. It's changed a lot. If it weren't for the root shape and the flower pot, I wouldn't be able to recognize it."

Zhao Jingui smacked his lips and said, "I just don't know what method was used. Not only did he survive, but he also looks better than before. It's really hard to believe."

Mr. Tian Zhendong said: "Let's use Wei Ping's price at that time as the low price." Seeing that everyone agreed, he turned to Zhang Taiping and said, "Little brother, what do you think?"

Zhang Taiping thought for a while and realized that 180,000 yuan was indeed a lot. Although Lao Jingui had improved a lot in his own hands, this was just a base price. If someone wanted it, he could increase the price. It was reasonable, so he nodded.

Said: "Just follow what the old men said."

After Zhang Taiping agreed, Teacher Song Huiming said to everyone: "The price of this old golden osmanthus has been set at 180,000 yuan. Everyone here knows the origin and experience of this old golden osmanthus. It was in the hands of Mr. Xing before."

It was worth 180,000 yuan back then, but now compared to before, I believe everyone has an idea of ​​whether the quality is better or worse."

After finishing speaking, everyone around him dispersed and sat in their respective seats. Teacher Song gave the table to Zhang Taiping and stood aside.

Zhang Taiping stood in front of the table, looked at the people below and said, "I wonder if there is a friend who is interested in this old golden osmanthus. He can make an offer."

The people below all focused their attention on Zhang Taiping next to the table. It was really his nearly two-meter tall man standing there that had too much impact on people. His grace at this moment overshadowed Lao Jingui.

.In fact, he himself has been trying hard to control his aura, trying to be as ordinary as possible so as not to put pressure on others. However, the sharpness of his body can be concealed, but his stature cannot be shortened, and he can still affect people visually.

Seeing that no one quoted a price, Fan Ming became anxious when he arrived and asked Yang Wanli next to him: "Brother Yang, why doesn't anyone want it?"

Yang Wanli replied: "Well, it was always like this in the beginning. Everyone should observe for a while and see how others quoted their prices. This matter cannot be rushed. After all, more than ten or two hundred thousand is not a small amount. You will give it away when you open your mouth. Or

It should be considered carefully.”

"It's really troublesome. You can just bid for it if you want it, and you have to consider it carefully and slowly." Fan Ming saw that no one bought Zhang Taiping's Lao Jingui. Although he knew the reason, he couldn't help complaining.

"Hey, everyone is being reserved and won't quote, so I'll try again." The fat man said with a smile, "180,000!"

Not long after, someone quoted "185,000". When the fat man saw someone starting to quote, he shut up and stopped talking.

It's okay to do this kind of thing here. After all, it doesn't matter. No one will care. But deliberately raising prices won't work here. There are few people but there are unwritten rules, and no one will fall for it.

Doing this kind of thing. Although Fatty likes to joke, he also understands the occasion and distinguishes the seriousness, so he will not mess around in this matter.

Then someone else quoted "190,000".

"One hundred and ninety-two thousand"

...The final price stopped at 245,000.

Tian Zhendong asked Xing Weiping: "Aren't you going to increase the price by one?"

Xing Weiping said with a smile: "I don't plan on it anymore. Although it has no symptoms and is better than before, selling it at a low price is still a sale. A good horse will never look back."

Several old men all smiled and nodded. Indeed, selling it at a low price and then buying it back at a high price will cause more trouble in the home than appreciation. Everyone in the house can understand this feeling.

The person who bid 240,000 was an old man who was also an old man in the industry. Everyone knew him and had some prestige. Now that he had come out to bid, no one would raise the price with him, and the price was basically the top.

, there is no room for appreciation. This person probably bought it back just for appreciation.

People who knew the old man stopped bidding, but there were some who didn't know him.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" came a clear and melodious girl's voice, but it was the woman who had been sitting low-key in the corner, silent, and never called out the price.

The voice was nice, but everyone else was more curious about who was so clueless about bidding at this time. They all turned around and looked at the source of the voice, but it was a woman with a classical temperament, quiet and graceful, just like a lady in a painting, Jing

Sitting quietly in the corner, everyone's eyes lit up. The first reaction in their minds was that Li Qingzhao had walked out of the book?

The old man who made the last bid also looked at the woman, but whether it was because of her style or self-restraint, he didn't bid again.

Zhang Taiping also glanced at her. She was the woman who had been observing him. The voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't recall it. There was no trace of this woman in his mind, as if a memory had been deleted.

It seems that part of the memory was lost during the memory fusion?

It’s no wonder that Zhang Taiping is so suspicious. This area of ​​the brain is the most complicated and mysterious area of ​​the human body, and modern science can only explore a very small part. And a small shock can cause intermittent amnesia or simply pure

There are many cases of sexual amnesia, let alone severe shock. There are many examples of amnesia and even fools. I have never seen a situation like my own, but I know with my heels that amnesia in this situation is just a trivial matter.

, and I don’t have any big problem at all, it’s just that I seem to be unable to remember some things.

Zhang Taiping frowned and thought for a while, feeling that it was necessary for him to go back and make careful insinuations from others to find out if there was anything he didn't know or couldn't remember.

Everyone in the audience did not compete with the old man, and now they were even more embarrassed to bully a woman, let alone a beautiful woman with a fragrant beauty. The old man stopped bidding, and only this woman was left.

There is no one familiar with the woman next to her, and no one knows the origin of this woman who looks like she walked out of a painting. As for how she got here, only the host, Teacher Song, probably knows.

"What is the origin of this girl...girl?" Tian Zhendong hesitated and didn't know how to call this woman. After taking a last look, he still called her a girl and asked Song Huiming. The people next to him also pricked up their ears.

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Teacher Song smiled and shook his head. When Mr. Tian Zhendong saw this, he didn't ask any more questions. After decades of friendship, he wouldn't hide it if he could tell him. If he didn't speak now, it would definitely be inconvenient for the people next to him.

They were all a little disappointed when they didn't get the answer they wanted.

"What are Mr. Zhang thinking? Is it difficult to sell it to a little girl?" The sound of Ding Dong Ruquan sounded again. It was not just an illusion, but Zhang Taiping actually heard a hint of naughty joke in it.

Zhang Taiping turned around from his thoughts, looked at the poetic and picturesque woman, and felt dazed for a moment.

He calmed down and said, "Haha, this old golden osmanthus plant belongs to the girl."

The woman was unambiguous and took out a card to transfer 250,000 yuan. She knew a little about flowers and trees, but she didn't buy this one for herself. She was going to meet a stubborn old man but didn't know what it was.

As a gift, I finally chose this old golden osmanthus plant.

Fan Ming saw with sharp eyes that Zhang Taiping stared at the woman for a while, then pouted his lips unhappily and looked at her with some hostility. The woman felt Fan Ming's eyes and cast a kind look.

Her smile made Fan Ming feel embarrassed for her stinginess.

Cai Xiaomei saw all this with a slightly cold face, but said nothing.

ps: Okay, I’m not asking for flowers, I’m just updating silently. It bothers me and makes everyone unhappy. I won’t ask for flowers in the future either. If you’re in a good mood, you can send one to me. If you’re in a bad mood,

Forget it, it’s nothing, at least you can still get perfect attendance, haha.

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