After a few days, the amount of yams that can be dug has taken a sharp turn for the worse.

From being able to dig more than 400 kilograms a day and a half to being able to dig only 400 kilograms a day and a half, then slowly drop to more than 300 kilograms and 300 kilograms.

In less than a week, after Liu Qingshan came back from the county town, he went into the mountain to dig yam in the afternoon, and dug another day for another day. In one day and a half, he could only dig about 200 kilograms of yam.

This is a bit unusual!

After all, the gap is too big. When I was digging for one and a half days, I dug a full 400 kilograms, but now I can only dig more than 200 kilograms. The gap is not ordinary, and it is directly doubled.

However, if you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong. After all, no matter how many yams there are in the mountains, it cannot withstand such cruel digging by Liu Qingshan.

Although the number of yams is small, you have to continue digging when you should dig, and you have to continue selling when you should sell. It is better to make money than to make money without money.

After arriving in the county early in the morning and wholesale of yam to the vendors, Liu Qingshan discovered that he had not seen the fat uncle today.

The aunt next to him said, "I heard him say yesterday that if you have something to do today, you can't open a stall."

"What can I do? It's more important than making money." Liu Qingshan couldn't help but mutter when he remembered the fat uncle's usual happy and helpful appearance.

The aunt smiled and said, "I don't know this. He didn't say it, but it probably wasn't a big deal. Moreover, his son is an official, and he can solve anything even if there is anything. You don't have to worry."

"Yes." Liu Qingshan nodded and didn't think about it any more.

He packed his things and was about to go home.

But not long after the car left the central vegetable market, I saw the fat uncle in an open space on the other side of the central square.

The fat uncle was sitting on a cement pier on the side of the road, holding a straw hat in his hand, and was fanning himself.

Although winter is coming, the sun is really poisonous. Even wearing an ordinary autumn clothes can make people sweat.

Next to the uncle, there is a pickup truck.

Liu Qingshan quickly braked and shouted to the fat uncle: "Uncle, why are you here?"

When the fat uncle heard this, he looked up at Liu Qingshan, and then he realized that the person who came was actually a young man selling yam.

He hurriedly stood up, walked up, and asked with a smile: "Have you sold out your yam?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" Liu Qingshan smiled, "It's sold out as soon as it is taken out. Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Liu Qingshan turned his head and looked at the pickup truck next to him. Seeing that the truck was loaded with fruits and vegetables, but a bunch of flower pots, he was even more confused: "Are these flower pots yours?"

"Yes." The fat uncle smiled and took a photo of the pickup truck. "These flower pots are all from my house. See if you like them or if you like them, just pick a few of them back. Uncle will give them to you."

Liu Qingshan likes flowers and plants, but he really can't do it.

He parked the car and walked to the pickup truck. He looked at the full cargo of flower pots, and was quite puzzled: "Uncle, where did you get so many flower pots? Don't you sell vegetables? Didn't you say that your business has been good recently and you can earn a few hundred yuan a day? Why did you suddenly change your career and sell these things?"

The fat uncle waved his hand: "No, no, I haven't changed careers. After I sold these flower pots, I will continue to sell vegetables. These flower pots are all from my daughter-in-law. My son is promoted and wants to go to the provincial capital. My daughter-in-law has to follow him. As a couple, they can't separate the two places. So my daughter-in-law's flower shop is about to close, and all the things in the flower shop are sold, and then rent the store to a boss who makes buns. These flower pots are all from her store, and they are all defective, either because of the prints on it, or there are some peanut-sized holes on the wall of the flower pot. She originally said she wanted to throw them away, but I saw that they could still be used, so I pulled them out and sold them to see if they could be sold."

The old people are basically like this. When young people say they want to throw away things, they always weigh them repeatedly and are reluctant to leave.

Liu Qingshan looked at the flower pots in the car and said in surprise: "Uncle, you must have hundreds of flower pots here. When will it be sold?"

The fat uncle laughed twice: "Not many, there are only more than 500 in total. I tell you that if these flower pots are bought online, the cheapest one is more than three yuan per. But now because they are all defective products and are in a hurry to sell them, I only sell them for one yuan."

The fat uncle seemed to be afraid that Liu Qingshan would not believe it, so he took out his mobile phone, opened Taobao, and showed it to Liu Qingshan: "Look, this kind of flower pot is called a gallon pot. The smallest flower pot here is two gallons. Look at this two gallon, the cheapest one is more than three yuan, and this three gallon is more than five yuan, and this five gallon is more than seven yuan."

Liu Qingshan looked at the flower pot in his mobile phone, then looked at the flower pot in his uncle's car, and suddenly had an idea in his mind: "Uncle, then how much would it cost if you bought all the flower pots in your car?"

The uncle said, "If I really meet such a big boss and buy all these flower pots in one go, I will have a purchase price of 600 yuan. My daughter-in-law took the goods from the manufacturer, and they are defective products, so the price is cheap. She said that the purchase price of this car of flower pots is only 500 yuan in size."

Liu Qingshan nodded thoughtfully, then looked at the fat uncle and said seriously: "Uncle, then you sell it to me."

He thought that the yard would definitely be renovated in the future, and some flower pots would inevitably be used. Moreover, even if the yard was not renovated, he wanted to buy these flower pots.

After all, these flower pots are really cheap.

He has liked plants such as flowers and plants since he was a child. If he had these cheap but useful flower pots, he could learn from others to grow flowers and cultivate his sentiment and other emotions when he had time in the future.

Although I dare not expect to grow any name, I just need to be happy when I am born and live, and there is no need to link everything with money.

I used to have no time and no money to do some things, but now I have time and although I don’t have much money, he feels that it’s time to do something he likes.

If you have to wait until you have money and time to do anything, life will be too boring.

"Sell it to you?" The fat uncle was a little confused, and felt a little funny, "Don't tease me, you can't even dig yams, why are you buying so many flower pots?"

"Of course it is used to grow flowers." Liu Qingshan said with some longing, "Uncle, don't look like I don't seem to be very educated, have little knowledge, and don't even have much money, but I also like flowers and plants. These things may not necessarily be something that requires cultural people to like. I plan to plant some flowers when I have free time and enjoy them."

"Not it, I don't think you are not educated and cannot grow flowers if you don't have a wide range of knowledge. I just think you are tired of digging yam every day, so you shouldn't have time to tinker with these things anymore."

"If you have time," Liu Qingshan grinned, "You can't go into the mountain when it rains, so you can stay at home and plant flowers."

Seeing the boy speaking seriously and laughing seriously, the uncle thought about it and said, "Okay, I'll sell it to you."

Originally, when he pulled these flower pots out early this morning, he had no hope. After all, these flower pots are all defective products, and this is a small county town, so it is difficult to sell so many flower pots.

He has been here for more than an hour, and no one has even asked questions, let alone bought them. Liu Qingshan was the first customer to come to see the flower pot.

Liu Qingshan said he wanted to buy all these flower pots. The uncle was very happy, but he was also a very honest person. Looking at Liu Qingshan, he said seriously: "Qingshan, let me tell you, these flower pots of mine are not genuine gallon flower pots, they are pirated, and they are defective products. You have to think about it."

"Haha, I know." Liu Qingshan didn't dare to expect that such cheap flower pots were genuine. As for the defective products, the uncle said it at the beginning, so he didn't care. As long as he could plant flowers, it would be fine.

"Are you sure you want it?" The uncle was still a little worried, so he reminded Liu Qingshan again, "Although I can guarantee you that the quality of these flower pots is very good, there are problems when they leave the factory, resulting in some finger-sized holes on the wall of the flower pot. These holes may affect the watering and cause the water to not reach the bottom of the pot. When you water the flowers in the pot, you may not be able to water the water thoroughly. You really have to think clearly, and take it back then and send it out to return the goods will be useless."
Chapter completed!