The next morning, Liu Qingshan and his group arrived in Chuncheng.

The fastest this time is mainly because Li Tie can drive, and the two of them drive in a different way, so the speed will of course be improved.

Although Li Tie was taciturn, he was very wild when he drove a jeep. The other people in the car were almost vomited.

Just went to Erdaohezi first and entered Guangrong Village. Liu Qingshan quickly found Lao Hou's house.

Because that white greenhouse is the only one in the village and is particularly eye-catching.

"That's it. You three brothers probably have to live here for a year and a half."

Liu Qingshan got off the bus first, and he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Brother Hou and San were very quick and all the greenhouses were built.

"Don't worry, senior brother, you must be fine. No matter how difficult the conditions are, they can be more painful than cats' ear piercings."

Hu Wei followed him off the car carelessly, and what he said was not unreasonable. In their eyes, are there still difficulties in the battlefield where life, death, blood and fire?

When he entered the yard, the big black dog inside began to bark. It was not until Hou San's father Hou Xilu came out that the guy began to shake his head and tail.

When Hou Xilu saw Liu Qingshan, he was stunned at first, and soon recognized him, and immediately smiled: "Yeah, it's Qingshan's nephew, come into the house quickly!"

The intimacy he showed was indeed from the heart. After the plastic greenhouse was built, Hou Xilu realized the benefits of this thing.

Now this month, the gardens and fields outside have not started sowing, and they are bare.

But in the greenhouse, the cabbage and radish vegetables he planted in the corners were already tender green, which was very gratifying.

Think about it, after a year, I could get two plastic greenhouses for free. How could Hou Xilu not be happy?

He kicked the big black dog into the doghouse, and then he diligently gave Liu Qingshan and others to the garden. Hou Xilu still said:

"The third son went to the city to buy seeds and seedlings. The eldest and second brother were serving the seedlings in the greenhouse. Qingshan, let's go into the house first. After running so far, are you tired?"

Liu Qingshan smiled and waved his hand: "Uncle, I'll go to the greenhouse first."

After saying that, he introduced Zhang Long and the others behind him to Hou Xilu: "They will take care of you here from now on, and it will cause trouble for you uncle."

Hou Xilu looked at the three great men. Although he couldn't see what it was, he could still feel the faint evil aura on the three of them.

Especially Zhang Long with one arm, he saw Old Man Hou and felt heartbroken:

Nowadays, those who have broken arms have either been on the battlefield or have mixed up. It is best not to provoke any of them.

So he nodded repeatedly: "No trouble, no trouble, I will live at home from now on, and I will be a family."

Hu Wei talked a lot, looked at the greenhouse and said with a smile: "Senior Brother, let's keep this in the future, don't worry, I guarantee that I can't even fly in."

Li Tie said nothing, moved his body and went to the greenhouse, circled around him, and whispered a few words from time to time with Zhang Long beside him.

Liu Qingshan glared at Zheng Wei: "Tell me less and do more, you are becoming more and more like the second senior brother."

After saying that, under the guidance of Hou Xilu, he went in through the small door of the greenhouse and into the shed.

The temperature inside is still much higher than that outside, and several vents are open, so it doesn't look stuffy.

Liu Qingshan saw Hou San's two brothers at a glance, and there was an old man next to him holding a small watering can and watering a piece of land carefully.

"Big brother, second brother."

Liu Qingshan greeted him, and Hou Dahou Er remembered who this young man was, and immediately came up happily, looking very intimate.

After chatting for a few words, Hou Da pointed to the old man and said, "Brother Qingshan, this is Master He, a master who grows flowers. He retired from the Chaoyang Park Gardening Team and was invited by the third brother."

Liu Qingshan didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly stretched out his hand with a smile: "Master He, thank you for your hard work."

The old man looked about sixty years old, wearing labor clothes and trousers, spreading his hands with a smile, and said with some restraint: "It's all earth, so there's no need to shake hands."

"Haha, just like that, I also farm at home."

Liu Qingshan didn't care about this and enthusiastically grabbed the old man's hand and shook it, which immediately narrowed the distance a lot.

After getting familiar with each other, Master He led Liu Qingshan and the others to wander around the greenhouse.

Liu Qingshan also basically understands the current scale. It has to be said that Hou San is really working hard. In just over a month, he acquired more than 200 small flower seedlings.

And it seems that Master He has taken good care of him, and he is very strong in every tree.

There are also more than a dozen large pots, and several are blooming. The trumpet-shaped Clivia flowers are really pleasant to watch.

Finally, there are several newly budding seedlings. Master He said that these are all flower seedlings cultivated with flower seeds.

After a month or two, you can divide the pot and detergent the plant.

“How many seedlings are there?”

Liu Qingshan was also full of joy when he looked at the flower seedlings that only revealed two little girls: These are all money.

Green gold bars are not for nothing.

Master He is a very honest old man with a silly smile on his face, looking at the tender green buds, his eyes full of love, as if he was looking at his own children:

"There are 368 germination trees in total, one after another, and the three sons will collect some."

After saying that, he smacked his lips: "The germination rate is a bit low, and it just reached half of it. Xiao Liu, your investment is quite large. The average price of these seedlings is almost ten yuan per plant."

The cost of a small seedling with two small buds has reached ten yuan.

This is not a flower seedling. It’s like a small bud with a steelmaking worker hanging, it’s all money.

When taking care of these seedlings, Master He is always careful, for fear of any mistakes, and I am sorry for the monthly salary of 100 yuan.

One hundred yuan, how much is his retirement salary?

"Master He, don't worry, just take care of these seedlings, you can't lose money."

Liu Qingshan smiled and comforted him. The data could accurately pop out of the old man's mouth, which shows that he really put his heart into it.

As the few people were talking, they heard Hou San's voice coming from outside:

"It's the boss, the boss..."

Just the boss, don’t look at Liu Qingshan, who is now a 17-year-old young man, is mentally mature and always called by others by “brothers”. It feels really awkward.

When the time is right, you must set up a company or something, so it’s better to standardize the name.

"Boss? Senior Brother, then do we also call you boss in the future?"

Hu Wei asked with a smile, and Liu Qingshan was too lazy to pay attention to him. When he walked out of the greenhouse, he saw Hou San pushing a 28-bar and rushing into the yard excitedly.

There are two large bamboo baskets tied to both sides of the bicycle's load shelves.

Hou San had a torn straw hat on his head, and his face was sweating. With his small body, he was really struggling to ride a 28-large bar.

"boss!"

Hou San put up his bicycle and quickly came up. After not seeing him for more than a month, this guy seemed to have lost weight again, but he was in great spirits.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Hou."

Seeing his dusty appearance, Liu Qingshan must have been like this every day these days, otherwise he would not have been able to get so many flower seeds and seeds.

Hou San waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, boss, this Clivia has a price per day, rising every day, making people a little scared."

As he said, he lifted the lid of the bamboo basket in his hand, carefully moved out a few pots of small flower seedlings from it, placed them on the ground, and then said with a painful face:

"These pots of flowery faces are one hundred and five, which scares me to death."

After saying that, he blinked a few more times: "Boss, you spent all the money you gave me, and I still have more than 200 yuan left on my hand."

"It's been spent so soon?"

Liu Qingshan was also a little surprised. Ten thousand yuan is a skill to spend this ten thousand yuan in this era of per capita monthly income of several dozen yuan.

"Boss, I swear to God..."

Hou San thought Liu Qingshan felt sorry for money, and he really didn't embezzle a penny.

"Haha, you can spend it well, and you can only earn it back after spending it."

Liu Qingshan laughed for a while, and reached out to pat Hou San on the shoulder.

Only then did Hou San turn worries into joy and wipe the sweat off his face:

"Boss, you still have a vision. You can see that Clivia is about to rise. These days, I have been wandering around the city every day and found that many big bosses from other places have begun to enter this industry. This is a hot rhythm."

As a veteran, Liu Qingshan is certainly aware of this. Merchants are pursuing profits and have fired the Clivia market to the sky.

When the song ends and the value of Clivia plummets by more than 90%. Only then will it return to the true value of the flowers themselves.

Some people make a fortune, while others lose all their money.

But all this has nothing to do with Clivia, and it is caused by human greed.

Hou San was also interested, and looked around with his eyes, and then he whispered to Liu Qingshan:

"Boss, I conservatively estimate that these large and small seedlings in our greenhouse can be worth 30,000 to 50,000 yuan. Why don't we consider shipping?"

Hou San was really a little scared. He was worried that the price of Clivia would plummet, and he ended up making a bamboo basket and wasted all the money.

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "We will not ship the goods until winter begins. Now we just need to wait quietly for the seedlings to grow."

Hou San kept nodding. He was almost blindly admiring Liu Qingshan and was extremely convinced.

"As long, boss, you have the final say."
To be continued...