Bai Shan looked at her, couldn't help but smile in his eyes, and said: "Don't be stupid, the high price is just for those shops. If he could really sell eight hundred taels, he wouldn't just leave it there without selling it.
Already."
Man Bao then remembered this and said angrily: "Oh no, I got carried away by the money."
Bai Erlang on the side was very happy and asked: "How much did you spend on these two pots of flowers? It's better not to lose money."
Zhou Lijun also looked at Man Bao worriedly.
Man Bao said: "It didn't cost much, but you reminded me that even if it's not worth 800 taels, the price won't be very cheap. Otherwise, would the store dare to price it at 800 taels?"
Bai Shan had a different point of view, "Didn't Brother Zhou say it? If you ask for a lot of money, you should pay it back on the spot, and things are rare and expensive, especially things like flowers and plants. Originally, there might only be one pot in Yizhou City.
White peony, but you took out two more pots at once, and now you have three pots, and the originally rare white peony becomes not so rare."
Upon hearing this, Man Bao thought for a moment, placed one of the pots in their study, and said, "We will keep this pot for ourselves and sell this one."
If they didn't take it out, who would have known that there were three pots of white peonies in Yizhou City?
Maximum of two pots.
Bai Shan asked: "What's the price?"
Man Bao hesitated and said: "Six hundred taels?"
Bai Shan was not familiar with the prices of flowers and plants, so he said, "You give it a try."
Then Manbao didn't sell, and a lot of people asked about the price. But when they heard the price, everyone looked at the flowers and left, and no one paid back the money on the spot.
Man Bao finally took the flower back, and Zhou Lang couldn't help but worry, "It can't be sold, Man Bao, how much did you spend to buy this flower? If you tell Fourth Brother, you will lose a lot."
I won’t scold you either.”
Man Bao glanced at him and said, "I'm not afraid of you scolding me."
She said: "I'm wondering how I can sell this thing quickly and at a high price."
Zhou Lang used himself to save others and said: "I'm afraid it's difficult. Who will buy this food that is neither food nor drink?"
Yes, who will buy it?
Man Bao pondered deeply and actually thought of someone who could buy it, "The Princess of Yizhou should be able to."
Zhou Lang looked around in fright, and then whispered: "You are crazy, that is our enemy."
Man Bao nodded solemnly and said with a bit of ferocity in his eyes: "That's right, so we have to earn their money and then use it to deal with them."
Zhou Lang: "What does your buying raw medicinal materials have to do with dealing with them?"
"Of course it does matter. The more powerful I am, the weaker they appear and the easier it is to deal with them."
Bai Erlang asked from the side, "When did you become enemies with the Prince of Yizhou?"
Bai Shandao: "No matter how powerful you are, you are still an imperial doctor, and no matter how weak he is, he is still a prince. You can't think of letting him die without treating him in the future, right?"
Bai Erlang: "Is it because of Ji Hao?"
Man Bao turned his head to the side and said: "In short, it is very relevant. You will know about it in a long, long time."
Tuesday Lang: "Why does it have to be a long, long time later?"
Bai Erlang: "You should answer me."
Man Bao: "I plan to write an autobiography and write down my whole life. When I die, you will know."
Bai Shan laughed and said: "You are only twelve years old and you are thinking of writing an autobiography. Are you ashamed?"
Can anyone write an autobiography casually?
No, Bai Shan asked, "Who did you ask to help you write it?"
"I said it was an autobiography, so of course I wrote it myself."
Bai Erlang couldn't help but said, "History has always been left by historians, but you, you want to write it yourself, are you ashamed?"
Man Bao, who has read autobiographies of various characters in encyclopedias since he was a child, said naturally: "Don't be ashamed, others can write autobiographies, why can't I?"
Bai Shan asked with a surprised look on his face, "Have you ever seen anyone write a biography for themselves? Aren't they all written in writing and poetry to express their aspirations?"
Man Bao was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing, and then he remembered that she had confused the book.
She scratched her head and said, "Okay, I misremembered, so I'll set a precedent."
Bai Erlang: "Sir, you won't be happy for you to set such a precedent."
Bai Shan thought for a while and asked, "If you write your own autobiography, wouldn't it mean that you can praise yourself as much as you want?"
Man Bao hesitated and said: "Praise must be given, but it must also be fair. For example, I should also write down some of my bad thoughts, so that future generations can know what I think."
Bai Erlang: "Why do future generations need to know what you think, since you are not famous?"
Bai Shan asked, "If you write something bad, aren't you afraid that future generations will scold you?"
"Don't be afraid, no one is perfect in the world. If I portray myself too well, it will appear hypocritical," Man Bao said, "Besides, I was dead at that time, so I couldn't hear them scolding me."
Bai Shan nodded thoughtfully. He took a careful look at the study. Seeing that he had not disturbed his husband, he approached Man Bao and asked in a low voice, "How do you plan to write your autobiography?"
"I have a notebook in which I have written down many, many things. I dare not say one note a day, but on average I should write one note every three days. When I get older, I will sort out these notes and it will naturally become an autobiography.
Already."
Bai Shan thought this method was good and planned to give it a try tonight.
Bai Shan: "But such a private book, what if someone sees it?"
Bai Erlang, who was thinking deeply on the side, nodded quickly and asked: "Yes, yes, it contains a lot of our secrets, both good and bad."
Man Bao scratched his head and said: "Anyway, the things I hide will not be found. What do you think... How about you try to invent a word that only you can understand? Some are very important and must not be let.
Let those words record the things that people know."
Bai Erlang glanced at her and said, "The sage Cangjie spent his entire life creating Chinese characters. You actually want to create Chinese characters yourself? Are you ashamed?"
Bai Shan already had an idea. He and Man Bao shook their heads and said, "No, no shame."
Bai Shandao: "Of course we can't compare with Cangjie, but it's okay to be inferior. Can we delete some words or combine them?"
Man Bao nodded, "I thought so too."
The two looked at each other, reached a consensus, and decided to find time to discuss it together.
Zhou Lang couldn't keep up with this topic. He could only listen silently. When they finished discussing, he asked, "So we really want to sell flowers to the Yizhou Prince's Palace?"
Manbao nodded.
Bai Shan waved his hand and said indifferently: "Sell it, sell it, it's not a big deal. They just sell it as long as they buy it. It's better to make their money than to make other people's money. By the way, how much did you spend to buy this?"
?”
Man Bao said: "It's very cheap."
Bai Shan: "Then the price will be a little more expensive. Brother Zhou, early tomorrow morning you will take the flowers and wait outside the side door of Yizhou Palace. Generally speaking, the buyers in the palace will go out to buy things at that time. Yizhou
Since Princess Zhou likes peonies, the servants will definitely like her."