In the evening, after everyone washed up, Bai Shan and Man Bao couldn't help but run to the study to find a book "Shuowen Jiezi" to ponder. Bai Erlang also came quietly.
The three of them gathered together to whisper. Both Bai Shan and Bai Erlang felt that it was very impressive to write a text that only they could understand. Man Bao felt the same way, so even if she didn't have to worry about others peeking into her notepad, she still
Come and study together.
While Bai Erlang was thinking with them about how to turn a word into a word that only they could understand, he asked them, "You haven't told me yet, when did you become enemies with the Prince of Yizhou?"
Bai Shandao: "It's just a feud anyway. You should stay away from their home in the future."
Bai Erlang said speechlessly: "It's as if I can get closer to their family if I want to. My family has no power and power, and we can't compete with the palace."
Bai Shan and Man Bao agreed and stopped worrying about him.
The three of them flipped through "Shuowen Jiezi" for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution that they all thought was good, so they decided to go back to the house and go to sleep... Of course, it was impossible.
Man Bao hid in the system and went to class. She took a look at the newly earned points. She counted them and found that there were still three plants without entries. The last time she went into the mountains, she earned 1,238 points.
, Keke only takes a 5% commission.
Man Bao sighed, "It's too little. Why don't you take a little more? I don't mind if you take 50% at a time."
Keke ignored her. When it drew points from her for the first time, who sat on the stool and was sad for a long time before she recovered? It felt that the host was good at everything, but it was impatient, except for reading and learning skills.
, I want to do everything else in one go, but I can’t do it slowly.
Man Bao was really not willing to take his time, so he got up early in the morning and urged Zhou Lang to take the flowers out to sell.
When Zhou Lang thought that he was going to sell the flowers to his enemy, and that enemy was a prince, he couldn't help but feel guilty and short of breath, and was unwilling to leave.
When Zhou Lijun saw him, he couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and go out, "I'll come."
Man Bao gave Zhou Lijun a thumbs up and said, "I'll go with you."
Yaomei and niece both went, so of course Zhou Lang had to follow them. He could only follow them with a sigh.
Man Bao said to him as he walked: "Fourth brother, what are you guilty of? You have to think about it. He is our enemy. He sells flowers that are of no use to them. If we make money, we can buy delicious ones."
Yes, buy a shop and buy all kinds of things to pass the time. When the enemy finds out later, will he be mad to death?"
Zhou Lang said: "I don't know if he will be angry to death, but I think we may be killed by him in a fit of anger."
Zhou Lijun said to Man Bao: "Sister-in-law, the fourth uncle is too timid. In the future, you should go to the sixth uncle for such matters."
Man Bao then remembered Zhou Langlai and asked, "I haven't seen Sixth Brother for several days. Isn't he going home now?"
"Where are you staying? He is very busy right now," Zhou Lang suddenly remembered, "By the way Man Bao, Li Jun and I are going home to work on the farm in a few days. You have to be careful here alone. Don't go there if you have nothing to do.
If you provoke enemies, go to Lao Liu if you have any trouble, you know?"
"Now that we know about Fourth Brother, don't worry."
Zhou Lang was not at all reassured, because he suddenly discovered that Man Bao's courage was not ordinary, but extremely courageous.
When they arrived at the side door of Yizhou Palace, Zhou Lang wanted to put down the flowerpot in his arms farther away, but Man Bao didn't. She stood opposite the side door of the Palace, staring blankly.
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The servants of the palace who were guarding and patrolling outside the side door glanced at them, and when they saw that they had not left, they stared at them again. Even Zhou Lijun lowered his head with a guilty conscience, and Man Bao stared at them blankly.
The servant couldn't help but glance at Man Bao again, and then looked at the flower pot held in Zhou Lang's arms.
He thought for a while, talked to the servant next to him for a while, and then opened the door and went in.
After a while, a man who looked like a steward came out and walked to Manbao and the others. He looked down at the peonies in their arms and asked, "Why are you staying outside our palace for..."
Zhou Lang quickly took a step to block in front of Man Bao and Zhou Lijun, and said with an apologetic smile: "This is a good steward. We heard that the princess loves peonies, so we had some beautiful peonies in our hands and wanted to sell them to the princess. We didn't
I know whether the princess likes it or not."
The steward frowned, "Sell?"
"Yes," Zhou Lang didn't think there was anything wrong with this. After the first sentence was spoken, the rest became easier to say. He bowed and introduced with a smile, "We have spent a lot of effort cultivating this white peony.
There is only one pot in the whole city of Yizhou. It is noble and pure, and is most suitable for a princess."
The words sounded nice, but there was no smile on the steward's face. He looked at the peonies in their hands again and asked expressionlessly, "Are they selling them, not offering them?"
"Ah?" Zhou Lang was stunned and looked back at Man Bao in confusion.
Man Bao coughed lightly and came out from behind Zhou Lang and said: "Sir, our family is just a commoner. How can we be qualified to offer things to the princess? We dare to sell things to people like adults, and then the adults will give them away.
"
They have nothing to do to beg the princess, so what should they offer?
Giving flowers to the princess is like beating a dog with a meat bun, and you will never come back.
The steward, who was like a human spirit, naturally heard what Man Bao meant. He glanced at Man Bao in surprise, and when he saw that she was wearing simple cotton clothes, he withdrew his gaze and stared at Bai Mudan again.
He thought for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, give me the flowers."
After saying that, she took out a purse from her sleeve and threw it to Man Bao, waving her hand to ask someone to pick up the flowers in her hand.
Man Bao was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to hold the flower pot, looked up into his eyes and said with a smile: "Sir, this pot of flowers is priced at eight hundred taels at the flower market. Today we are in love with you, so we will choose an auspicious number. Sir
I’ll give you six hundred taels.”
The steward didn't expect that Manbao would dare to ask him for a price. He became very angry and said with a smile: "Six hundred taels? Are you crazy about money?"
Manbao returned the money bag to him and said with a smile: "It seems that you have no fate with this potted flower."
The steward threw away the money bag in his hand and sneered: "Whether you have fate or not is not up to you."
After saying that, he nodded slightly, and the servants following him stepped forward to surround the three of them.
Zhou Lang protected Man Bao and Zhou Lijun behind him and almost threw the flower pot in his hand away. However, thinking that it might be worth six hundred taels, he was a little reluctant to part with it. His legs were shaking a little. He knew that he shouldn't
Come.
What's the point of making money from enemies? Is it easy to make money from enemies who can kill people without blinking an eye?