Reborn on top of football

November 11th was a memorable day. In the morning, Ai Xiaoqing called Boss Liu of Nanzhonghua Flower Shop in Anshan, and said that her own flowers were ready, about 30 flowers.Boss Liu was overjoyed when he heard it. Although the quantity is not large, this is the first local flower. It is much easier than competing with a bunch of flower shops in Shenyang and Dalian for airfreight flowers. This logistics base must be cultivated well.Although it was the first transaction, but the other party saw the money, he could expand the planting without his own supervision, and the supply of goods in the future would be stable!

Boss Liu enthusiastically explained how to prune the branches and how to keep warm, and agreed to deliver the goods to the store the next morning.Ai Xiaoqing happily returned home from get off work with Wang Bin.When I got home, I didn't have time to cook, so I went to the shed to look at the flowers in full bloom, just like looking at a stack of money. It wasn't until Wang Ai shouted that he was hungry that he woke up and looked at each other with a smile.

The next morning, the couple got up before dawn, shoveled out the soil with a small shovel and put it in a small medicine bottle, cut a flower with scissors and put one in the mud, and put it in a cardboard box covered with cotton wool. The flowers are packed in layers, and each flower is wrapped in a large plastic bag. The thirty or so flowers do not take up much space in total, but this thing is delicate, and it is already very cold at the end of November, so most of the cartons It's all warm cotton wool and quilts.

After tidying up, Wang Bin took a few mouthfuls of food in a hurry, drank a bowl of porridge, and then, like a hero going out to war, gently hugged the cardboard box and went out righteously.

This morning, Ai Xiaoqing was restless, and Wang Ai, who was sitting in the school classroom, was also a little nervous.After school at noon, Wang Ai cheered when she saw her mother who couldn't hide her smile at the school gate, and it was done!

Sure enough, when he got home, Wang Bin was humming and cooking. Wang Bin rarely cooks.

At the dinner table, Wang Bin specially poured a glass of wine for Wang Ai, but before Wang Ai brought the glass, he was bored by Wang Bin.The angry Wang Ai stared straight.The couple laughed.

Wang Bin said: "Son, you are the first to get back 285 yuan from this business trip! You have caught up with me and your mother's two-month salary, but you are too young to give you a drink, but I will remember this wine for you." , count together when you grow up."

Wang Ai rolled his eyes, ate and ignored him.Ai Xiaoqing patted Wang Ai's head: "Son, why did you run into that shop?"

Wang Ai said: "I just looked at the flower seller and wanted to go in and have a look."

"My son not only studies well, but also has vision, which is amazing!" Ai Xiaoqing hurriedly praised Wang Ai to appease him.

Wang Ai curled her lips. Anyway, there is no need to spend money now, so there is no need for money, but there is one thing to say in advance: "Mom and Dad, I plan to skip a grade after finishing next semester."

"Skip a grade? Have you finished reading all your third grade books?"

"I finished reading the third grade book early, and now I am reading the fourth grade book. Next semester, I can read the fifth grade book, and I will also read some of the sixth grade book."

The couple didn't eat anymore. They dug out Wang Ai's three-year elementary school textbook and started to take the exam. After asking and answering dozens of questions, they answered fluently. This is really a child prodigy!The couple were overjoyed.

The flower business is moving forward smoothly, and Wang Ai's studies are going well.Although some people in the village were curious about what Wang Ai and his wife were doing, it was not easy to break into the house.During the Chinese New Year, relatives asked a few times, and they didn’t take it seriously when they heard that they were planting and selling flowers. Wang Ai’s grandfather, Wang Cheng, was quite unhappy and taught Wang Bin a lesson.Wang Bin didn't dare to tell the difference, but Ai Xiaoqing was afraid that the high income from selling flowers would be heard by others, so she pretended to be honest and kept silent, so the matter was fooled.Fortunately, everyone in the village knew that the couple were high-achieving students. If they were so ungrounded, they would treat them as scholars who went crazy, and the joke would pass once.

In the past year, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. In May of 94, after half a year of exploration, the couple's flower planting technology has gradually matured, and the control of flowering in batches has been done well. Now they can produce nearly five flowers per month Baizhi made a net profit of 5 yuan. Not only did the house have a greenhouse in the backyard, but also an ugly, inconspicuous plastic shed in the front yard.Most of the supply of Anshan Nanzhonghua flower shop is supplied by Wang Ai's family.For a small number of those who don't have any flowers, young lady Liu of the florist has promised to find seeds for them.

After half a year, the couple had already accumulated more than 2 yuan in bank deposits, and quietly became the richest man in the village.Fortunately, both of them read