Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

The Hongqi Street Flower Market will become the most popular flower market in Changchun City in two months.

During the rush hour, people crowded on the 100-meter-long roads of Hongqi Street, Wanbao Street and Qinghua Road. The banknotes in their hands seemed to be inferior to paper. Countless people generously took out these paper-like things to buy. A pot or a few pots of flowers, resell or go home to raise.

None of these people is a real consumer, and almost everyone understands that the flowers in their hands are not worth so much money no matter how expensive and beautiful the flowers are.

But no one told the truth, they all pretended to be ignorant, thinking that they were smart people who could find the next successor, and they all became fools in the end.

At this time, the only person who really understands here is Wan Feng. He wanders around the flower market, chatting with Li Yong and Yang Jianguo beside him.

"I didn't expect so many flower growers and sellers here in Changchun. I thought Clivia was something to see, but I didn't expect it to be traded." Li Yong muttered as he walked.

"You know now that this thing is worth money?"

"The pots of flowers here are all over a hundred yuan. I didn't believe you when you said that this thing could sell for money, but I still don't understand why a pot of flowers is worth hundreds of dollars?"

A few hundred yuan? It's not the time yet, and it will scare you to death in two months. The most valuable pot of Clivia sold for 140,000. What kind of concept is that?

"Commodity, when you think it is valuable, it is valuable, and you are willing to pay for it. When you think it is worthless, it is shabby, you don't want it for nothing, it's just you One person can't decide its value. But if everyone thinks this commodity is valuable, and when everyone pays for it, its price will inevitably rise. This is what Clivia is like now, so its price remains high. "

Li Yong thought for a while and questioned: "This doesn't seem right. If it is a necessity of life, your explanation may make sense, but what is the use of Clivia? Is it a necessity of life? In my opinion, it is a must. Dispensable things shouldn’t have the value they have now.”

"Yes, Clivia is not a necessity of life, it is indeed a dispensable thing, but now it is not just a flower in people's eyes, but a commodity that can appreciate in value, and a carrier that can earn profits , People here buy and sell it to make a profit, and if the soil is considered by all the people to appreciate in value one day, they will sell it at a sky-high price.”

Li Yong shook his head: "I don't understand, I don't understand, Changchun must be in a different world from our little Wu family."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand,

You just need to think that I also have a hundred pots of flower seedlings now, and it will turn into stacks of banknotes in a few days. "

After the purchase of flower seedlings this time, Wan Feng each gave a share of 100 flower seedlings, and promised to give them cash after selling them in the future.

According to the current price of a hundred flower seedlings, each of them now has five or six thousand assets.

Talking, I saw three people walking through Hongqi Street, and at the end of the street, Wanfeng saw two people bargaining with a young man.

Obviously, the two parties did not agree on the price, and the two buyers left.

There were three flower pots in front of the young man, and there were three Clivia plants in them, two of them were annuals with four or five leaves, and the other was a peacock orchid with eleven or twelve leaves.

This pot of peacock blooming blue is in good condition and has some value.

Originally, Wan Feng was planning to chat with the young man about the pot of orchids, but he accidentally saw the word Chang Ling on the young man's overalls.

Everspring Suzuki?

Looking back on the time, Changchun Gasoline Engine Factory introduced the Suzuki two-stroke engine production line in 1988, and started producing AX100 in 1988. So Changling has already built a factory?

"Brother, how much do you sell these potted flowers for?" Wan Feng squatted opposite the young man and flicked a cigarette over, then lit the young man on fire.

"Do you want to buy flowers?" The young man still had some discernment. A man who looked like a student who was obviously seventeen or eighteen years old asked him the price of the flowers. It didn't feel like that.

There are too many people inquiring about it all day long, but not many people buy it.

"If the price is right, I'll buy it."

"The two pots are one hundred and fifty."

"I'm asking about this pot of peacock orchid."

"You want to buy it?"

Wan Feng nodded.

The young man raised his hand and gestured for a pistol.

Eight hundred yuan!

The price is slightly higher, but after two months, Wan Feng dare not say that selling 3,500 is not a problem.

"Isn't the policy not to allow more than 200 yuan?"

The young man's eyes instantly became vigilant: "Do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, leave now, don't delay my business."

Wan Feng chuckled: "Brother, listen to my words and bring this potted flower home. In two months, I guarantee that it will sell for five thousand yuan."

The young man curled his lips: "If you can sell it for 5,000 yuan in two months, will you buy it and let me keep it? Why don't I believe it!"

"Brother, I'm not fooling you. If you don't listen to me, I'll buy it. Don't regret it then."

"I promise I won't regret it."

Wan Feng snapped his fingers behind him, and Li Yong took out a stack of money from his pocket, took out twenty bills from it, and threw them into the young man's hand.

"Uncle Yang, please send this potted flower back first, I will chat with this brother."

Yang Jianguo didn't say a word, took the flower pot and took a taxi back, leaving Li Yong and Wan Feng here.

"Brother, I also bought your flowers. Now I want to ask you something, which has nothing to do with flowers."

The young man put the money into his pocket with a smile, and finally sold a pot today.

"Ask what's the matter?"

"I see Chang Ling written on your overalls, what unit do you belong to?"

"It was the original Changchun Gasoline Engine Factory. Our factory introduced a production line from Riben to produce motorcycles, so we established this factory."

"So the production line has been pulled back?"

"The production line has been pulled back, but it's a pity that we can't get it started. The city is not very enthusiastic about this project, and our factory has changed a leader who did not agree with this project two days ago. It is hard to say now."

Is there such a thing?

Changchun City is not enthusiastic because it is now preparing to develop the Clivia economy. It is estimated that all the energy is spent on researching Clivia, and of course there is not much energy to manage other projects.

As for the change of the leader of the gasoline engine factory who opposed the project at the beginning, is this an opportunity for him?

"Brother, it's noon soon, how about going to have a light meal together?"

The young man looked at Wan Feng vigilantly again, met him by chance and invited him to dinner?

He doesn't think born to drop the pie very often.

"Let's be honest, I'm the buyer of Inahe Motorcycle Factory, Jiangwei 50, have you heard of motorcycles?"

The young man nodded: "Not only have I heard about it, but I have also seen it. We have people riding that thing in Changchun."

"That's the product of our factory, so I invited you to dinner mainly to inquire about the motorcycles of your factory. There is no other meaning. How can I show you?"

Hearing that it was about motorcycles, the young man had no hesitation.