The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 184 Sending Flowers

Old Wang drove his donkey cart over and asked, "Brother, where did you come from? Where did you get these flowers?"

The burly man only said, "It's that far!"

He slammed his hand on the cart, shouting, "Buy it or not? It's super cheap! Two carts for a tael of silver!"

One tael of silver could buy two large cartloads of flowers. Under normal circumstances, Old Wang would absolutely disagree.

The new donkey cart that Old Wang's family bought has a carriage, and Xiao Ayu and Liu Shi are inside it.

Liu pulled back the carriage curtain and, mustering her courage, said, "These flowers you brought from so far away aren't really that fresh. They just look like wildflowers. We have plenty of wildflowers here; where else can you sell so many?"

Actually, what Liu said was not wrong. Those wildflowers sold in town only cost two coins a bunch. Even if you worked hard for most of the day to pick them, you wouldn't make much money.

If you bought a tael or two of silver worth of wildflowers, you could probably cover the entire yard with them.

The man seemed a little annoyed: "Why are you saying so much?"

"50 coins, any more is not acceptable."

Before the man could react, Old Wang hissed.

That's a huge cut; how could they possibly agree to that?
Man: "Okay! 50 it is!"

Old Wang: ? ? ?

The difference between 50 coins and one tael of silver is too great!

After receiving the 50 coins, the man rudely threw the flowers on the ground.

Suddenly, another man appeared out of nowhere. The two of them divided the 50 coins in front of them, then quickly climbed up a hillside and started picking wildflowers.

Old Wang's eyes twitched at the sight.

What is this doing?
The man grinned: "These flowers are beautiful! Bringing them back to sell is a good deal!"

Old Wang: "..." He was truly speechless.

Although the man spoke with a very heavy accent, strangely enough, he could understand what the man was saying.

He thought to himself that these two men probably just picked wildflowers everywhere and sold them from here to there.

Moreover, judging from their accents, they are definitely not locals. They will probably leave soon, and who knows where they will go next.

In that case, wouldn't they be able to use this incident as a cover for their own plan to secretly use the flowers?
If anyone asks them in the future about where the flowers in their yard came from, they can say that they met two men from out of town on the road and bought them on a whim.

The two men quickly filled two large carts with flowers and then hurried away.

After they left, Liu looked at the flowers scattered on the ground and asked, "Father, what should we do with these?"

Old Wang called Xiao Ayu out and pointed to the flowers, saying, "Can you take these flowers with you?"

If it were left where it was and lost, it would become a major point of suspicion later on.

But if they transported them all to town, their trucks wouldn't be enough to hold them all, and if others saw them, it would be difficult to explain later.

Little Ayu nodded: "Sure!"

She walked up to the flowers and plants, gently touched them, and all the flowers vanished from their sight.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Old Wang still couldn't help but take a step back.

Even after watching it a few more times, he will still be frightened.

Isn't it only gods and immortals who can retrieve things from a distance?
Old Wang patted his chest silently, trying to reassure himself: "Don't panic, don't panic, just treat Ayu like a goddess going through a tribulation."

Liu was actually a little flustered, but she quickly calmed down.

Because Xiao Ayu released all the flowers in the space again.

These flowers truly exceeded their expectations. Each flower stalk stood tall and straight, and the leaves were crystal clear, a sight to behold. Not to mention the flower shape, which was a radical upgrade from the local wildflowers, even more beautiful than the local wildflowers, and the fragrance was intoxicating.

After smelling it for a while, I even felt refreshed.

Old Wang and Liu, no longer surprised, quickly got to work, carefully loading the flowers into the donkey cart.

While they were busy decorating the flower cart, the two men who were driving the cart away also wiped the sweat from their faces.

"Oh dear, luckily I traveled all over the country when I was young and learned some local dialects, otherwise I might not have been able to keep it from them."

Another man said, "What are we going to do with these flowers? Are we really going to take them to sell in other places?"

The man said, "That's right. Chief Chi said that we have to go all out with our act. We can't just disappear. We have to travel to at least four or five cities to complete the mission."

"But what's the point? Who's going to buy these tattered flowers we're transporting?"

"Don't worry about whether they sell or not. Anyway, it's the young master's order, so we'll just do as he says."

So the two men picked local flowers and went to other places to sell them. They randomly quoted prices, sometimes selling a whole cartload for ten coins, and sometimes charging one coin for a small bunch.

When selling flowers, they would exaggerate their abilities, making up stories that seemed impossible, and gradually they even developed the skill of making things up.

If you're lucky, you might actually make some money selling them.

On one occasion, they even picked a rare herb from the mountains, mistaking it for a beautiful flower. When they arrived in the city, a pharmacy there bought it for a high price.

The two men were dumbfounded: "Could it be that young master truly has foresight and knows of such a path to wealth?"

So the two men were really enjoying it, and even learned some knowledge about medicinal herbs. Using their superb martial arts skills, they went to places where it was difficult to pick herbs, and after several months, they returned with a fortune.

Of course, this is a story for another day.

Meanwhile, Old Wang and the others took Little Ayu's flowers back to town. Because they needed enough to plant in two large courtyards at once, Little Ayu brought out quite a few flowers.

These wildflowers in the space can be processed in about two days, from flower to seed. Tuanzi often helps take care of them, and these flowers have become of exceptionally high quality, and a lot of flower seeds have been collected.

When they drove the flower-decorated cart back to Old Wang's house, the entire cart was already filled with flowers, and Old Wang and Liu had already gotten off and were walking.

Little Ayu sat on the lamb's back.

"Hey, Grandpa Wang, where did you get so many flowers?" a familiar neighbor quickly came over to ask.

Old Wang chuckled and said, "I was lucky. On the way back, I ran into two flower sellers. The flowers looked nice, and since we didn't have many in our yard yet, I bought them all from them."

Someone looked on with envy: "I must say, your flowers are of very good quality. I wonder where they came from; they must be quite valuable."

Of course, some people made sarcastic remarks: "Come on, look closely, aren't these just wildflowers that grow all over the mountains? Speaking of which, the Wang family loves to look for these wild things. Aren't their candied hawthorns also wild fruits? Maybe they didn't even buy them, they just picked them from the mountain, the cheapest ones."

Old Wang simply ignored such remarks.

"Uncle Wang, my granddaughter also likes flowers. Could you spare one for us? We'll pay you the price."

Old Wang was looking after Little Ayu.

Little Ayu jumped off the sheep's back and pulled out a bright red flower: "Grandma Wen, please give this flower to Sister Wenwen!"

"Oh dear, I can't accept that. Here, Ayu, we just made some brown sugar glutinous rice cakes at home. Take some home and eat them."

"Hey!"

Everyone else shook their heads upon seeing this.

What's so great about giving me just a wildflower?

They're everywhere, you can't have as many as you want.
Trading brown sugar glutinous rice cakes for it would be a complete waste of food.

As expected of a woman, she lacks knowledge. In their opinion, she'll regret it sooner or later.

(End of this chapter)