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He cast a greedy glance at the Orchids on the ground, gritted his teeth, and added another ten thousand. Old Zhao did not hesitate to add another ten thousand as well. His extravagant display drew gasps from the onlookers around him.
Someone recognized Old Zhao and whispered in surprise, "That's Old Zhao from Jiang Lan Pavilion! I've heard he is a renowned Orchid Master in Jianghe."
It's him! I saw his report on television before! Old Zhao's expertise in Orchids is truly remarkable!
The crowd began to point and murmur about Old Zhao. Chen Xuan also glanced at Old Zhao but quickly shifted his focus back to the Orchids in front of him. The pots of Orchids appeared to have their own unique qualities.
Chen Xuan felt a stir of interest and secretly activated his Perception Technique. His eyes glimmered with light.
Focusing intently, he noticed that the Orchids before him were all distinct. However, to Chen Xuan's surprise, the most vibrant ones were not the two pots that Old Zhao was about to acquire, but rather the other three pots. Each of these three was enveloped in a fierce glow.
What is this? Chen Xuan was taken aback, a thoughtful expression crossing his face.
At that moment, a middle-aged man chose to give up, hanging his head in deep disappointment.
Old Zhao cheerfully patted the middle-aged man on the back and said with a smile, "Xiao Xu, don’t be sad. Perhaps those two Orchids won’t yield anything special after all."
I know Old Zhao's taste all too well, the middle-aged man replied with a bitter smile of flattery.
Hahaha! Old Zhao chuckled proudly, seemingly pleased with the man's compliments. He paid without hesitation, and the middle-aged man quickly lifted the two pots of Orchids for him.
"Old man, if you find any more good Orchids next time, come to Jianghe's Jiang Lan Pavilion to look for me."
After finishing his words, Old Zhao turned and left with the middle-aged man. Once they were gone, Lan Nong was left with only three ordinary Orchids in front of him.
The onlookers, seeing this, hurriedly gathered around, eager to ask Lan Nong how much he was selling the three pots of Orchids for.
With a cheerful smile, Lan Nong raised a hand and said, "One hundred each, just like the two I sold earlier; they were all dug from the same patch."
One hundred seemed a bit pricey! A few people surrounding Lan Nong murmured among themselves, clearly dissatisfied with the price he had quoted.
However, Lan Nong stood firm, unwilling to lower his price by even a cent. Just then, Chen Xuan squeezed his way to the front of the crowd.
"Old man, I’ll take all these Orchids. Can you give me a discount?"
Lan Nong chuckled as he took a puff from his pipe. He glanced at Chen Xuan, recalling that Chen Xuan had spoken to him in the local dialect of Changfeng County just moments ago, which gave him a sense of familiarity.
After thinking for a moment, Lan Nong extended a hand and said, "Thirteen hundred."
"Deal!" Chen Xuan replied with a grin.
He didn’t have much time to waste here; he quickly pulled out thirteen hundred yuan and handed it to Lan Nong before picking up the Orchids and leaving.
As the tricycle roared to life, Chen Xuan soon arrived at Chen Family Village. Before long, several trucks arrived carrying the fences and chicks that Chen Xuan had purchased.
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