In the evening, Ye Xiaofan woke up and felt refreshed.

After two or three hours of cultivation, Qingmu's aura recovered and grew a little stronger.

There was a movement from the kitchen downstairs.

The middle-aged woman in an apron was cooking, and the smoke was lingering around her.

"Mom."

"Wait a little longer and you can have a meal. Call your dad and ask when he will be back."

"Oh, OK."

Ye Xiaofan took out his cell phone.

"Where did you get the plants in the yard? They look pretty good." Jiang He said casually, "Wangcai doesn't allow me to get close."

"Get out quickly. I'm so lonely, I'll step on you if I'm not careful."

As he was talking, Wangcai happily ran away from the kitchen, acted coquettishly with Jiang He, and was driven out.

Not long after, a burly middle-aged man wearing dark blue work clothes had an ordinary appearance.

He brought a cigarette in his mouth and brought the tool bag into the house.

Wangcai wagged his tail enthusiastically and greeted him.

"I'm so angry that the fat woman in Lijia Village is about to rot. It took me two or three hours to repair her."

"As a result, I regretted it again. I cut 200 yuan to 150 yuan. Next time I asked me to carry the sedan chair for eight, I wouldn't help her."

Ye Tiezhu threw the bag, picked up Wangcai, and sat on the chair, very annoyed.

But Wangcai was too healed, and his little tongue kept licking Ye Tiezhu's face, and he felt much better.

At that time, he was still opposed to Ye Xiaofan's prosperity.

Now he treats his own son.

Ye Xiaofan's eyes were strange. Just now... Wangcai seemed to have eaten a stinky fart bug and licked around. God knew what he had licked.

Do you want to tell my dad and ask him to wash his face?

"Xiaofan, are you going fishing again today?"

"It seems that there is no harvest. I said it a long time ago that I went to Qinghexi Reservoir where there are more fish."

"Next time, the distance is too far." Ye Xiaofan shrugged, not caring.

“…”

The family of three is having a happy time.

Jiang He brought out the meal.

Ye Xiaofan pretended to eat and put on chopsticks.

The family took the seat one after another.

Jiang He put the eggs and ham bibimbap in the corner.

Wangcai's tail swayed like a fan, and he was eating happily.

"Don't play with your phone while eating!"

"Oh, OK."

Ye Xiaofan agreed perfunctorily, holding the phone and ticking his fingers quickly on the screen.

The smile is about to overflow.

Ye Tiezhu and Jiang He looked at each other. My son is in love. Chatting with the girl?

The situation is special, so I won’t take the example.

Jiang He smiled and wondered when his son would take his girlfriend home.

Ye Xiaofan was focused on the software and did not notice his parents' deep smile.

Because there were many people on Hongyin who sent him private messages.

User [Drunk and Dreaming]: "Brother, you didn't sell the little leaf red sandalwood? 30,000 yuan, I want it."

30,000!

Ye Xiaofan was overjoyed. The price had met his expectations.

What other bicycle is needed if you pick up the junk at will be sold for this price?

Just as he was about to reply.

Suddenly retreated.

There are more than one person who chatted with him privately.

Check out other people's responses.

User [King Chujiang]: "This small-leaf red sandalwood plant is good, but unfortunately, the small cracks in the trunk greatly affect the beauty.

"If you want to sell it, the price will not be high, 15,000 yuan, will you sell it?"

User [Little Old Man]: "The cracks on the roots and trunks are a failure. What a pity. How many are you willing to sell them?"

User [My largest in Nanxian]: "Broken stuff, priced at one price, free shipping for 50 yuan!"

...

There are more than ten people in a row, most of whom are senior enthusiasts of potted plants, and they are quite knowledgeable about small-leafed red sandalwood.

They had similar opinions and pointed out the flaws of the small-leafed red sandalwood. The seven or eight cracks greatly affected the quality.

However, Ye Xiaofan was helpless. These traces were originally the cracks of the small-leaf red sandalwood, but it was about to break the two halves at that time.

It is already a miracle to be able to restore to this level.

There are also a few people who are scoundrels who want to buy it for dozens or hundreds of dollars.

Ye Xiaofan ignored him.

When I was about to find [Drunk and Death] to talk about the price again.

Suddenly, a message jumped out.

[Zhong Jianjun]: "Friend, I've collected it for 60,000 yuan."

Ye Xiaofan was surprised and unexpectedly another rich man came.

"70,000 yuan?" Ye Xiaofan sent a tentative message.

"60,000 yuan is the limit, its flaws are too obvious. The pattern-like cracks are too abrupt, affecting the overall impression and artistic conception."

"No one can pay 60,000 yuan except me."

Zhong Jianjun quickly sent a reply.

However, Ye Xiaofan only wanted to sell it to the highest price.

To be uncautionary, he sent messages to the intention buyers of [Drunk and Dreaming] and [King of Chujiang], "Now there are buyers who pay 60,000 yuan to buy. Do you want to pay a higher price?"

"Damn, 60,000 yuan...Who is the local rich man, don't want it, I will only buy it at most 50,000 yuan." [Drunk and Death] refuses.

"60,000 yuan? Haha, this thing can't reach this price. 20,000 yuan is the limit. My friend, don't be cheated."

[King of Chujiang] replied.

Is that true? Ye Xiaofan is suspicious.

But Zui Sheng Meng Di spoke for 30,000 yuan. Is it a lie?

He didn't really believe what King Chu Jiang said.

“I will pay attention.”

Ye Xiaofan did not continue chatting with [King of Chujiang].

"60,000 yuan is 60,000 yuan. How should I trade it?" Ye Xiaofan asked Zhong Jianjun, "I haven't had time to go far these two days."

"You should be from Chu Jiang too, right?" Zhong Jianjun asked after seeing Ye Xiaofan's personal information.

"right."

"I'll collect it at any place."

"Taoyuan Village, Nanxian."

"Nan County? Not far from Chujiang City. I have never heard of Taoyuan Village. I will come here tomorrow and tell me your phone number and name first."

Zhong Jianjun was not very relieved, "Will this happen, I will pay you a deposit of 8,000 yuan first, don't turn around and sell it to others."

After saying that, he sent a transfer of 8,000 yuan.

Ye Xiaofan was quite surprised. Which rich man is this?

"Aren't you afraid that I'll block you if I accept it?" Ye Xiaofan clicked on the transfer information.
To be continued...