Chapter 838

Man Bao looked at Bai Shan in puzzlement.

Bai Shan looked at her, couldn't help showing a smile in his eyes, and said: "Don't be stupid, the high price is just hanging in those shops. If he can really sell 800 taels, he won't just put it there and not sell it. gone."

Only then did Man Bao think of this, and said angrily, "Oh no, I've been dazzled by money."

Bai Erlang on the side was very happy, and asked: "How much did you spend on these two potted flowers? It's better not to lose money."

Zhou Lijun also looked at Man Bao worriedly.

Man Bao said: "It didn't cost much, but you reminded me that even if it's not worth 800 taels, the price won't be very cheap, otherwise would the store dare to offer 800 taels?"

Bai Shan has a different point of view, "Didn't Brother Zhou say that? Asking prices, paying back the money on the spot, and rare things are more expensive, especially flowers and plants. Originally, there might only be one pot in Yizhou city. White peony, but you took out two more pots at once, and now you have three pots, the rare white peony is no longer rare."

When Man Bao heard this, he thought for a while, put one of the pots in their study, and said: "We will keep this pot for ourselves, and we will sell this pot."

If they don't take it out, who knows that there are three pots of white peonies in Yizhou City?

Up to two pots.

Bai Shan asked, "What is the price?"

Man Bao hesitated and said, "Six hundred taels?"

Bai Shan was not familiar with the prices of flowers and plants, so he said, "You have a try."

Then Manbao was not sold, and there were quite a lot of people who asked for the price, but when they heard the price, everyone looked at the flowers and left, and no one paid back the money on the spot.

Man Bao finally took the flowers back, and Zhou Zhou Lang couldn't help but worry, "I can't sell it, Man Bao, how much did you spend on these flowers? You tell the fourth brother, it's a big loss. Brother doesn't scold you either."

Man Bao glanced at him and said, "I'm not afraid of you scolding me."

She said: "I'm thinking about how to sell this thing quickly and at a high price."

Zhou Zhou Lang judged others by himself, and said: "I'm afraid it will be difficult. This is not suitable for eating or drinking. Who will buy it?"

Yeah, who buys it?

Man Bao pondered, and really thought of someone who would buy it, "Princess Yizhou should be able to."

Zhou Zhou Lang was so scared that he looked around, and then whispered: "You are crazy, that is our enemy."

Man Bao nodded solemnly, and said with a bit of ferocity in his eyes: "That's right, so I want to earn their money and use it to deal with them."

Zhou Zhoulang: "What does it have to do with dealing with them when you buy raw medicinal materials?"

"Of course it does matter. The stronger I am, the weaker they will appear, and it will be easier to deal with them."

Bai Erlang asked from the side, "Since when did you become enemies with the Yizhou Palace?"

Bai Shandao: "No matter how powerful you are, you are still an imperial doctor, and no matter how weak he is, he is still a prince. You can't think about not treating him and letting him die of illness, right?"

Bai Erlang: "Is it because of Ji Hao?"

Man Bao turned his head to the side, and said: "In short, it is very related, and you will find out after a long, long time."

Bai Erlang: "Why does it take so long?"

Bai Erlang: "You guys should answer me."

Man Bao: "I plan to write an autobiography and write down my whole life. When I die, you will know."

Bai Shan laughed and said, "You're only twelve years old and you've already thought about writing your autobiography. Are you ashamed?"

Can anyone write an autobiography?

No, Bai Shan asked, "Who do you ask to write for you?"

"It's already said that it's an autobiography, of course I wrote it myself."

Bai Erlang couldn't help but say, "The biographies are always left by historians, you, you want to write it yourself, are you ashamed?"

Man Bao, who has been reading the autobiographies of various characters in the Encyclopedia since childhood, said as a matter of course: "Don't be ashamed, others can write autobiographies, why can't I write?"

Bai Shan asked with a look of surprise, "Have you ever seen anyone who wrote a biography for himself? Aren't they all using words and poems to express their ambitions?"

Man Bao was stunned for a moment before realizing that she had misread the book.

She scratched her head and said, "Okay, my memory is wrong, so I'll set a precedent."

Bai Erlang: "Sir, I won't be happy that you set such a precedent."

But Bai Shan thought for a while and asked, "When you write your own autobiography, don't you praise yourself as much as you want?"

Man Bao hesitated and said: "Praise is definitely to be praised, but it must also be fair. For example, I should write down some bad thoughts of mine, so that future generations can know what I think."

Bai Erlang: "Why do future generations want to know what you think, and you are not famous?"

But Bai Shan asked, "Aren't you afraid that future generations will scold you if you write something bad?"

"Don't be afraid, there is no perfect person in the world. If I shape myself too well, it will appear hypocritical," Man Bao said, "And I will die at that time, and I won't hear them scolding me."

Bai Shan nodded thoughtfully, and carefully glanced at the study room. Seeing that he hadn't been alarmed, he approached Man Bao and asked in a low voice, "How do you plan to write your autobiography?"

"I have a notebook, and I wrote down a lot of things. I dare not say that I write them down once a day, but on average, I should write them down every three days. When I am old, I will sort out these notes, and it will naturally become an autobiography. gone."

Bai Shan thinks this method is good, and he plans to try it at night.

Bai Shan: "But such a private notebook, what if someone sees it?"

Bai Erlang, who was thinking at the side, nodded quickly, and asked: "Yes, yes, there are good and bad things in it that remember a lot of our secrets."

Man Bao scratched his head and said: "Anyway, the things I hide will not be found by anyone. What about you... why don't you try to invent a word that only you can understand? Some are very important and must not be let Let those words remember what people know."

Bai Erlang glanced at her and said, "The sage Cang Jie spent his whole life creating characters, and you guys want to create characters yourself? Are you ashamed?"

Bai Shan already had an idea, shook his head with Man Bao and said, "Don't be ashamed, don't be ashamed."

Bai Shandao: "Of course we can't compare with Cangjie, but it's okay to be inferior. We can delete some words and use them, or use them in combination?"

Man Bao nodded, "I think so too."

The two looked at each other, reached a consensus, and decided to find time to discuss and discuss together.

Zhou Lang couldn't keep up with this topic, so he could only listen silently, and after they finished discussing, he asked, "So we really want to sell flowers to the Yizhou Palace?"

Man Bao nodded.

Bai Shan waved his hand indifferently and said: "Sell it, sell it, it's not a big deal, they sell it as long as they buy it, and earning their money is better than earning other people's money, by the way, how much did you spend on this flower?" ?”

Man Bao said: "It's very cheap."

Bai Shan: "Then sell it a little more expensive, Brother Zhou, early tomorrow morning you will take flowers and wait outside the side door of the Yizhou Palace. Since Concubine Zhou likes peonies, the servants will definitely do what she likes."

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