Volume 202【Little White】

Qingshi Bridge, Flower and Bird Market.

"Run slower, run slower!" Lin Wanzi chased after the crowd and shouted.

Xiao Doudou swung her two long braids, turned around and waved: "Mom, aunt, uncle, hurry up!"

This is the largest flower and bird market in Rongcheng, with everything from flowers and plants, kittens and dogs, to goldfish thrushes. There is also an antique street near the Minshan Hotel next door. These two places are must-see places for foreigners who came to Rongcheng in the 1990s.

As for the cheating Kuanzhai Alley, it still basically maintains its original appearance, but it is also facing great commercial development. In fact, Kuanzhai Alley is very common in the old city of Rong. Since other old streets were demolished, this place was lucky enough to be preserved, and it was upgraded to a traditional cultural symbol of the whole city at once.

Xiaodoudou ran past several bird shops, squatted in front of the pet shop, pointed to the puppy in the cage and said, "Mom, I want this poodle."

In the mid-1990s, cats and dogs became popular pets, but the breeds were relatively single. Teddy, Golden Retriever, and Erha are relatively rare in the future, and the domestic Jingba in China belongs to the existence that dominates the pet market.

"How much?" Lin Wanzi asked.

The shopkeeper glanced at the clothes of several people, said with a cigarette in his mouth, "5000."

The bamboo stick was too heavy, Lin Wanzi said angrily: "There is a bank over there, you just go and grab it."

The shopkeeper lifted the cage cover, stroked the dog's head and said, "See, the nose is wide and black, the eyes are big and black, the beard grows smooth, the ears are good-looking, and the fur is as white as snow. Now purebred It’s very rare, and you can’t even buy it if you want to, but mine is purebred, and 5,000 yuan is really not expensive.”

Lin Wanzi said: "With another 5,000 yuan, I can buy a house in the suburbs."

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "There are houses in the suburbs everywhere, and purebred poodles are rare."

"Too expensive." Lin Wanzi shook her head.

"You make an offer," said the shopkeeper.

Lin Wanzi thought for a while: "Sell it for 50 yuan?"

The shopkeeper immediately closed the cage cover, pointed to another cage and said, "These are earthen dogs. I can sell you ten of them for 50 yuan."

Fried dogs, fried flowers, fried buildings, fried garlic, anything can be fried.

As early as more than ten years ago, orchids were speculated in Jichun City, and a pot of Clivia sold for a high price of 150,000 yuan, while the salary of cadres at that time was only 65 yuan per month. Such a crazy price has caused many enterprises to embezzle public funds to invest in Clivia, and the local government had to introduce a price limit policy to cool down. After two years of speculation, the bubble burst, and the city’s economy was in chaos. The city government quickly designated Clivia as the city flower, calling on citizens: “Every household should plant at least three or five Clivia plants. If you don’t plant Clivia, you are ashamed to be a Jichun person!”

This is the government's bottom line, but no one cares about Clivia.

During the same period of time, five-needle pine was being speculated in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and a pot of pine trees could fetch a high price of 200,000 yuan.

The Pekingese was probably created in the late 1980s. A purebred Pekingese can range from three to five thousand to as many as three to fifty thousand. At the craziest moment, a bitch in the house gave birth, and dozens of people outside the house lined up with money to buy it. In the mid-1990s, although the bubble was burst, purebreds could still sell for one or two thousand.

Lin Wanzi pouted, pulled her daughter and said, "Let's go ahead and have a look."

Xiao Doudou was very obedient, and walked away with her mother without crying or fussing, but turned around every step of the way, with reluctance written in her eyes.

Song Weiyang walked to the door of the pet store and said with a smile, "1000 yuan, I can buy it with peace of mind."

"No, it's 5,000 yuan, and I won't sell it for a penny less." The shopkeeper shook his head.

Song Weiyang said: "Brother, the poodle has been fired, which idiot are you going to sell it to for 5,000 yuan? This dog is almost two months old, and in two or three months, you won't be able to sell it even if you want to. "

Seeing that the shop owner knew how to do it, he immediately said: "3000, no less, I used 2500 for all the purchases."

"2500 purchase, are you stupid or am I?" Song Weiyang laughed.

"1800, if you want to buy it, take it away, if you don't buy it, then don't talk nonsense." The shopkeeper is still a bit angry.

Lin Wanzi had already led her daughter to walk more than ten meters away, turned around and found Song Weiyang was taking out money, and immediately went back and said, "Xiao Song, don't be fooled, this dog dealer is just trying to scam you."

The shop owner is happy counting the money and doesn't bother to deal with this kind of "slander".

Song Weiyang picked up the puppy and said, "It's okay, it's a purebred poodle. Doudou, come here, the puppy is yours now."

"Thank you uncle." Xiaodoudou was overjoyed.

Lin Wanzi still wanted to refuse, but Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "Sister, don't talk about it anymore, just treat it as a greeting to your brother-in-law."

Lin Wanzi hesitated to speak, but after thinking about Song Weiyang's identity and background, she finally accepted the "heavy gift".

Xiaodoudou held the dog in her arms, and while teasing it, she leaned towards Song Weiyang's side. She felt that this uncle was very kind.

After buying some dog leashes, dog food and other things, everyone left the flower and bird market together, and arrived at the antique street before they knew it. Old man Lin likes calligraphy and painting, purely for the sake of collection, not for collection. According to Lin Zhuoyun, it is enough to just buy a pair of modern works, and a few hundred dollars can make the old man happy.

Song Weiyang didn't understand these things, and he never thought about picking up leaks in the antique street. He pointed to a calligraphy work in a calligraphy and painting shop and said, "How much is this?"

"Qi Gong authentic product, 30,000 yuan." The owner said.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "It doesn't cost 30,000 yuan to invite Qigong to write on the spot, right? Give me a price."

"5000." The shopkeeper said.

"Okay, I'd better just buy the Four Treasures of the Study, it's too bad to buy fake calligraphy and paintings." Song Weiyang felt very cheated.

Carrying a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones to leave, the next step is to go to the department store to buy clothes for Lin's mother. The son-in-law must make up for the gifts when he comes to the door for the first time.

Walking to the end of the antique street, Song Weiyang actually found a roadside bookstall selling ancient and old books alongside newly released pirated books. "China Can Say No" and "The Future Belongs to China" accounted for nearly one-third of the total. stalls.

"Is this book easy to sell?" Song Weiyang bent down and picked up a copy of "The Future Belongs to China".

"It sells well, of course it sells well. It can sell twenty or thirty copies a day," the stall owner said with a smile. "This book was written by Song Weiyang, the boss of our Xikang province. Song Weiyang, do you know that the richest man in Xikang is Liu Xianhe?" , the second richest is Mou Zhong, and the third richest is Song Weiyang. Young man, let me tell you, Song Weiyang's business secrets are in this book, as long as you read it through, you are guaranteed to make a fortune!"

Xiaodoudou pulled Song Weiyang's sleeve and said to the stall owner solemnly: "My uncle is Song Weiyang."

"You are Boss Song?" The stall owner actually took it seriously, and suddenly shouted, "Come and see, Song Weiyang bought my books, Song Weiyang came to my bookstall to buy books!"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "If I'm really Song Weiyang, I'll call the police and arrest you. All you sell are pirated goods."

The passers-by next to him were watching the excitement, but when they heard this, they immediately burst into laughter.

Ma Liu took a taxi and left, Xiao Doudou hugged Song Weiyang next to the dog, and asked, "Uncle, did you write those books?"

"Yes." Song Weiyang said.

"You are amazing!" Xiaodoudou admired.

Lin Wanzi took the opportunity to educate her daughter: "So Doudou should also study hard, like uncle, and try to grow up to be a writer."

Xiaodoudou said: "I want to be a scientist!"

"Haha, you have ambition." Song Weiyang laughed and thought to himself: With your level of retaking high mathematics twice before getting a diploma, it's a hell of a scientist to be a scientist.

Xiao Doudou asked again: "Uncle, will you spend the New Year with me? Let's watch sketches together, shall we?"

Lin Wanzi said: "Uncle has something else to do, so I can't accompany you."

"Oh," Xiaodoudou pouted, and said again, "Uncle, can you give the puppy a name?"

Song Weiyang said: "This is your puppy, you should name it yourself."

"Then call it Xiaobai, okay?" Xiaodoudou said along the dog's fur.

"It's a nice name." Song Weiyang couldn't help laughing.

Still incapable of naming, Xiaohua, Xiaohei, Xiaobai... all the pets in the family are juniors.