I Have A Space For Planting

Chapter 29, chance encounter

"Uncle Yan, you ran out of ginseng you bought last time?" Zhang Cheng asked with some doubts.

Although I don't know how many times a single ginseng can be soaked in wine, I think three or four times should be effective.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it will disappear so soon.

Yan Xu, Mr. Yan laughed when he heard the words.

"I still have quite a few here. It's an old friend of mine, and I'm old. I'm thinking about buying some ginseng from you to recuperate."

Opposite Mr. Yan Xuyan, there is a spirited old man in his 60s. At this moment, he is enjoying a small mouthful of wine made by Mr. Yan Xuyan with the ginseng he bought from Zhang Cheng.

"Don't worry, my friend is very rich. You can sell him 100,000 for 50,000 ginseng, and 1 million for 600,000. You can guarantee that he will not bring any counter-offer." road.

For people like them, money is just a number.

In other words, for them, hundreds of thousands are not much different from the 10 yuan and 8 yuan in the hands of ordinary people, or dozens of yuan.

Zhang Cheng heard the words with a wry smile: "Not now, I'm afraid it will take a few days."

Mr. Yan Xu didn't ask any more questions when he heard the words.

"Then I gave him the phone. You are happy to call him Uncle Guan, but you are not happy to call him Guan Old Man."

Saying that, Yan Xu handed the phone to the old man opposite.

"Hello, I'm Guan Daqiang, may I ask you, young man, where do you have ginseng with such good effects?" After the old man introduced himself, he couldn't wait to ask about ginseng.

"Yes, hello Uncle Guan." Zhang Cheng respectfully said.

If nothing else, be polite first.

Of course, if you come across something that is disrespectful to the old man, go to him. Zhang Cheng is not used to it.

"Xiaoyan also said just now that I still have some money on hand. If you have ginseng, please think of me as an old man." Guan Daqiang, the old man, laughed.

"Yes, I will keep it for you." Zhang Cheng assured.

After chatting a few more words and hanging up, Zhang Cheng took Xiangxiang to the private kitchen.

Although selling ginseng is Zhang Cheng's main source of income, he did not mean to supply it directly and in unlimited quantities.

One is that the ginseng collected in the storage space is in a static state, what is put in, what is taken out, and there is no worry about any loss if it is not sold.

In addition, the amount of ginseng needs to be controlled within a certain amount, take your time.

Although the flood irrigation method can quickly accumulate a large amount of funds, it will also attract a lot of unnecessary attention.

Besides, for now, the money is enough for Zhang Cheng.

What's the hurry, what will happen in the future?

Came to the private kitchen with Xiang Xiang.

The manager of the private kitchen quickly greeted him.

For this young man, Zhang Cheng, who has spent a lot of money with them, and who has been more diligent recently, even if they are not low-level here, they must be respected accordingly.

"Mr. Zhang, please, the Chunxiu Pavilion on the second floor is ready." The manager, who was about forty years old, said with a kind smile.

"Thank you." When others greeted him with a smile, Zhang Cheng naturally wouldn't be arrogant and self-righteous, he returned the salute, and then went to Chunxiu Pavilion under the leadership of the manager.

The room is not big.

A fiery red landscape painting hangs on the south wall.

Zhang Cheng didn't ask for any more food and drink, a can of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall was just enough for the two of them.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang for your support, what kind of drinks do you want? This is from Nanji." The manager ordered the dishes and said at the same time.

"Coke will do." Zhang Cheng said.

The manager was delighted to hear the words: "Okay."

No longer an eyesore here, and left.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Cheng leaned back on the chair and stroked his bulging belly.

Abalone, sea cucumber, fish lips, king oyster mushrooms and other kinds of meat and vegetables were carefully cooked and boiled, and they were very delicious, making Zhang Cheng very happy to eat.

Although Xiangxiang is not as casual as Zhang Cheng, she still eats very well.

After all, it was delicious too.

In the past, the two of them were only under ordinary conditions, so naturally they couldn't help their mouths. If they ate more in the future, they would naturally be better.

After resting for a while, Zhang Cheng and Xiangxiang went home together. While walking to the subway, they were just digesting food.

"Xiangxiang?"

The two were walking hand in hand side by side, and a greeting sounded from not far away.

Xiangxiang turned her head to look, with surprise in her eyes.

"Wei Wei." It was Yang Wei, a good friend from the previous live broadcast of the union who called her.

"Why are you here?" Yang Wei trotted over, holding a bowl of Mala Tang in her hand, and her face was also filled with the joy of meeting a friend.

"I ate there just now." Xiangxiang was also happy when she saw her friend.

Seeing this, Zhang Cheng looked left and right: "If it's all right, let's go to the teahouse over there?" After all, this roadside doesn't look like a place to talk.

Yang Wei heard the words and looked at Zhang Cheng.

The other party was wearing ordinary sports clothes, so he didn't look like a rich man.

So is that the big brother who pays for his good friend?

Or was this silly girl Xiangxiang deceived?

As for the invitation to go to the teahouse, I thought about the live broadcast tonight, and then thought about the possible consequences of this silly girl, Xiangxiang, if she was deceived. It is still more important for Xiangxiang.

Immediately nodded and said, "Okay."

The three came to the tea house. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

As an international metropolis S City, although it cannot be said that there are tea houses everywhere, there are not many.

After all, whether it is a gathering of friends, or discussing some business cooperation, etc.

The best choices outside the dining table are these teahouses and teahouses.

A pot of clear tea, three or five kinds of refreshments, chatting with friends in an elegant environment, or discussing affairs with others, if nothing else, the grade will go up in an instant.

After ordering a pot of clear tea, asking Xiangxiang, and her friend, this woman named Weiwei, Zhang Cheng ordered two more kinds of refreshments.

One is a platter composed of pistachios, raisins, dried dates, almonds, dried mulberries and other snacks.

One is eight small pieces consisting of hawthorn cake, red date cake, mung bean cake, shaqima, and jujube flowers.

This made Yang Wei look at Zhang Cheng involuntarily.

Don't look at these things inconspicuous, but they are not cheap at all.

Especially that pot of tea, if she read it right, it should be a high-quality purple clay pot. How could tea brewed in such a teapot be cheap.

So there are thousands of things right in front of you.

Did she look away?

Yang Wei is not so sure.

"Weiwei, how are you now?" Xiangxiang looked at her friend worriedly.

She and Yang Wei signed a contract to join the trade union, so the two of them are naturally two points closer than others, especially after contact, they get along better, so even if the two have known each other for less than a year, they can talk about everything. 's good friend.

Recently, Xiangxiang also occasionally goes to her best friend's live broadcast room to see it, but the eldest brother on the list is only over 1,000, and the fifth place is only a few bucks away.

It's actually a little worrying.

Yang Wei shrugged and said, "Just like that."