Spring Thunder Chapter 0211 Ergazi, Human Heart
The fat waiter quickly bought the dumplings back, and Nan Yi and the other four ate them with relish. When they were almost done eating, Nan Yi called the fat waiter over again;
He no longer pretended to be an old customer and said directly, "Sister, we just came from Beijing. Can you help introduce someone to take us around tomorrow?"
"As for this person, my elder sister really has such a person, but..." the fat waiter said in embarrassment.
"Sister, what do you mean?"
After Nan Yi's further questioning, the fat waiter said, "This guy is a bit unreliable. He's a street urchin."
"It's okay for a street urchin. I'll provide him with food and drink, and at the end I'll give him twenty dollars as a reward for his hard work."
"Then I'll help you figure it out. Where can I find you guys tomorrow?"
"Chunyi Hotel, wait in the hotel lobby at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. If no one is there, tell the front desk of the hotel to ask for Comrade Nan in Room 305. I will leave a message for the front desk."
"Okay, he will definitely arrive early tomorrow morning."
"Thank you, sis."
After leaving Dingfengzhen and returning to Chunyi Hotel, Liuzi came again after a while.
"Today I sent a few pots of Clivia, some good and some bad, but most of them were Grade A, except for one that was Grade B. When I left, I sold the Grade B pot for 28,000.
Zhang Yunshui said that pot of flowers was useless, but I didn’t expect it could still be sold at this price. This price for Clivia is really crazy.”
"Today, we also saw it outside. I saw people poking at those who were collecting flowers from behind. Do you know who they are?" Nan Yi asked.
"It's quite a mix. Some come from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, some from Guangdong Province, some from Xianggang, Lijiaopo, and Japan. There are also many from other parts of the country. Many Clivias come from the Dabie Mountains. After selling the Clivias they brought, they stay here to continue trading.
In the beginning, the locals simply sent their Clivias to the flower market to sell them in exchange for some money, but later, seeing that the price kept rising, some of them simply stopped raising them and just sold them in the flower market.
Especially after the Third Master ordered those few performances, the price has skyrocketed, but just hearing the price, not many people are willing to buy, so those who are still waiting are holding back, hoping to get a sky-high price."
“At what price is the most frequently traded?”
"When the price is between 10,000 and 20,000, there are the most transactions, with hundreds of pots traded every day. People who had sold their orchids before came back to buy orchids, turning from orchid farmers into orchid dealers.
When the price exceeded 20,000, there were many people bidding but few selling, and everyone started to hold back.
At that time, I sold most of the inferior orchids I had. When the price exceeded 30,000, I sold most of the remaining ones. So I was left with only about 200 high-quality pots.
The second-class pot I bought today was from a farmer, and I spent 6,500 yuan on it. "
After listening to this, Nan Yi was silent for a while and said, "While the Flower King Competition is at its peak, sell all the flowers you have. Don't sell them at the market price. Give them a discount and sell them quickly. When you are done, go back to the capital and rest for two months."
"Okay, Master Nan, what about the water transport chapter?"
"Give him another 300,000 and tell him that the cooperation is over."
"Okay, got it."
After Liuzi left, Nan Yi said to Men Saner quietly, "Tell me how much money you received each time."
"The first time was 550,000, the second time was 720,000, the third time was 930,000, the fourth time was 2.06 million..."
"Stop, how long was the gap between the third and fourth time?"
"The third time was at the end of last year, and the fourth time was after we met at Lijiapo. He came to arrange the hype and took the money. It took about three months."
"If we act now, the speculation on Clivia will be exposed, and there will be no handle to catch. Last year, I heard that Jinling was speculating on Koi, and Zhejiang Province was speculating on Pinus serrulata. I wanted to get involved, but now I have given up.
When you divide the money, give Liuzi another half, and we'll divide the rest. If Liuzi comes to you for money again within six months, you can still use him on guard. If he doesn't come to you on his own initiative, don't use him anymore."
"Master Nan, are you saying that Liuzi cheated us out of our money?"
"Money can be a temptation. It doesn't matter if it's more or less. This is within my expected loss. He is a decent person for not running away with all the money."
"He has to take it away. He can only take a small amount at most. I put Kang Xian here, and he is responsible for keeping an eye on Liu Zi. Kang Xian also informed me privately when he came to get the money several times before. Master Nan, I also want to avoid leaving too much money in Liu Zi's hands."
"Whether Liuzi cheated us or not , the matter is over. Just like what I said before, it's up to you to decide whether to use him or not. It's also possible that he has made enough money and is going home to live a comfortable life."
The idea for the Clivia stir-frying project was given by Nan Yi, who also came up with the technical ideas; the management was done by Men Saner, and the money was jointly provided by Nan Yi and Men Saner; and Liu Zi was the one who fought on the front line for the final implementation and execution of the project.
If we step out of it and look at this issue rationally, it is only natural for Nan Yi and Men Saner to get the lion's share.
Without creativity, technical ideas and start-up capital, this project would never be able to start. These three points are the cornerstone .
But the executors often don’t think so. They only see that they are fighting on the front line and working hard day and night to turn the project from “nothing” to “a commanding view”.
Liuzi must have thought that he had worked hard and made the greatest contributions, and with millions of cash scratching around under his bed, it would be strange if he wasn't upset.
"Damn it, I did all the work, and I can only take 10% of the money. No one knows about it anyway, so it's okay for me to just pick up a little bit from the pile of money and put it in my own pocket."
At some point in time, Nan Yi believed that Liuzi must have had such a psychological struggle. Greed and indignation at injustice would prompt him to take what he shouldn't have taken.
Of course, there are also reports received every once in a while. Nan Yi can roughly calculate the amount of money by deducing it, and it does not conform to the income and expenditure rules of this project.
But he only had to confirm two things: one, that it was within his bottom line; two, how much money he had taken less.
That’s all, it’s impossible to pursue it.
That doesn't make much sense!
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The next day, at eight o'clock.
Nan Yi and Men Saner arrived at the hotel lobby on time.
I saw a man wearing a yellow leather jacket and a felt hat on his head sitting on the sofa in the lobby, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, shivering all over, and his eyes still looking around.
"Were you introduced by Fat Sister?" Nan Yi asked.
"Yes, yes, I'm Ergazi, and you must be Comrade Nan." Ergazi said as he took out cigarettes from his pocket and wanted to share them with the two.
Nan Yi glanced at his cigarette box. It was wrinkled and limp. At the opening of the box, one could only see a hint of white tobacco wrapped in a circle of earth-colored tobacco. It was all alone, with no one around it.
I guess there is only this one cigarette in the box, and the owner has no real intention of giving out cigarettes, he is just doing it for show.
Nan Yi was quite curious about this cigarette. It was not any of the common ones here, such as Changbai Ginseng, Winter Jasmine, Bat, Golden Gourd, Chungui, Hailan, and Shentong, but Maotai.
"The cigarette is good, Maotai."
Ergazi took the only cigarette out of the cigarette box, put it between his ears, and put the cigarette box on the coffee table. "Not good, bad cigarettes, just make do. A few years ago, a few country bumpkins came from the south, saying they wanted to do some flower business, and even asked me to invest.
Each of them paid a thousand, but what can they do with that little money? They are so stingy, I don't even look at them."
Nan Yi chuckled, reached into his pocket, took out two boxes of Huazi and placed them on the coffee table, "Brother Ergazi, take these two boxes of cigarettes. I'm sorry to bother you today."
"Hua Zi, Comrade Nan is pretty good at smoking."
"Not good, not good, it's just for show. I used to smoke Guangxi, but later I found that it cost too much money, so I quit. After I quit, my family can have three more meals of meat every month."
"Comrade Nan, you are such a jerk. I usually take a stick to the forest to kill a silly roe deer, have a big meal of meat, and then open a bottle of Moutai. Drinking Moutai, smoking Moutai, and eating roe deer, is this life?"
The sound of Ergazi's words was still ringing in my ears, but the two packs of Huazi on the coffee table were gone, leaving only an empty box of Maotai cigarettes.
He 's really a street smart guy, his skills are perfect.
"Brother Ergazi, thank you for taking us around."
"Okay, there's no place in Spring City that I'm not familiar with. I'll definitely take you around."
"Well, let's go."
"Comrade Nan, have you had breakfast? If not, I'll take you to have breakfast first." Ergazi, who was walking in front, turned around and said as they walked out of Chunyi Hotel.
"I really haven't eaten yet, so let's go get some first."
Ergazi took Nan Yi and the others and turned left and right on the street. After a while, they arrived at Hui Baozhen Dumpling Restaurant in Xinmin Hutong.
"Forty years ago, Xinmin Hutong was the city center of Spring City and the most prosperous place in the entire city. Travelers and businessmen from all over the country had to come here to eat a plate of dumplings and half a pound of Shaodaozi."
Nan Yi actually didn't want to eat dumplings so early in the morning, but he didn't say anything. He ordered four taels of mutton and winter melon dumplings for himself. Men San'er did the same.
Ergazi didn't hesitate to order eight ounces of beef and celery dumplings for himself, as well as sweet and sour pork, beef strips, and beef intestines, with half a pound of roast pork.
Nan Yi was puzzled. He had never heard of the habit of drinking early in the morning in Northeast China.
Fortunately, Ergazi still knew what he was doing. While eating and drinking, he did not forget to tell Nan Yi and the others the story of Hui Baozhen.
"I heard from the old people that in 1924, Hui Baozhen's brother who opened a stir-fry restaurant in the small theater on Yongchun Road suddenly passed away, and Baozhen was forced to come from Bingcheng to take over his brother's business.
But when he came, he didn't set up the stir-fry restaurant.
The next year, he closed the stir-fry restaurant and moved the shop to its current location, opening a Huiji Dumpling Restaurant. This Huiji Dumpling Restaurant, with its moderate prices, emphasis on affordability and credibility, soon became famous in Spring City and spread far and wide.
After shutting down four other halal dumpling restaurants, Hui Baozhen brought the employees from the four bankrupt dumpling restaurants, Tai Laiqing, Xue Baoshun, Sun Zhenming and Fu Lianyu, to his own dumpling restaurant to find a way to make a living for them.
This time, Baozhen's reputation is as well-known here as Huiji Dumpling Restaurant."
Nan Yi listened and nodded, but this time Baozhen probably had nothing to do with going home.
Ergazi is a street slicker who is quite responsible as a guide and tour guide. He always takes us to good places in Spring City, such as the Puppet Manchukuo Imperial Palace Museum, Jingyuetan National Forest Park, Spring City Film Studio...
Ergazi took them to visit all the places worth visiting in Chuncheng.
Nan Yi also took care of Ergaizi's three meals. Well, it was estimated that Ergaizi planned to use these three meals to take care of him for the next six months. He was not shy about ordering delicious dishes and stuffing a lot into his stomach.
And throughout the whole day, I didn't even go to the toilet.
After dinner, Nan Yi took out twenty yuan and two packs of Huazi, and sent Ergazi away.
Ergazi was quite happy. He thought it was rare to meet a fool like Nan Yi who was so generous .
As a street urchin, he must be unpopular, and it is difficult for him to get good food and cigarettes. On this day, I don’t know how many versions of the story about a fool he will make up, and I don’t know how many people he will tell it to.
