Chapter 567： Coca Cola

Chapter 567 Coca-Cola

In September, the Clivia raised in Jiang Xiaobai's family bloomed again.

Why do you say it again, because it has already bloomed once during the Spring Festival.

Generally speaking, Clivia blooms around the Spring Festival every year. It rarely blooms twice, and of course it blooms three times.

This was raised by Jiang Xiaobai from elsewhere last year. There are five pots of flowers in total. Jiang Xiaobai doesn't know what kind of flowers.

It is strange to say that this Clivia was said to have never bloomed once by his original owner, but when he came to his own home, he actually bloomed twice in a row.

"Boom boom boom." Someone knocked on the courtyard door.

Jiang Xiaobai just got up, he didn't go home during the summer vacation, so he stayed in Beijing.

"Who is it." Jiang Xiaobai asked as he walked to the gate.

"I," Zhao Xinyi's crisp voice sounded from outside the gate.

"Sister Xinyi," Jiang Xiaobai opened the door, and Zhao Xinyi, wearing a white dress, put her casual ponytail behind her head, and stood outside the door.

The jeans on the legs wrap the two pairs of long legs tightly.

The only fly in the ointment is to carry an old-fashioned suitcase in his hand.

"Quickly, come in, did you just get out of the car?" Jiang Xiaobai asked Zhao Xinyi in while letting Zhao Xinyi in.

Calculating the time, it should be time to start school.

"Well," Zhao Xinyi replied, and followed Jiang Xiaobai into the room, the same as before.

"Hey, this is Clivia, how come it has bloomed?" Zhao Xinyi looked at the five pots of Clivia that Jiang Xiaobai placed on the window sill in the house and was immediately attracted.

"I think this is the laughing Clivia." Zhao Xinyi stared at it for a long time and then said.

"You still understand this." Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"How can I not understand, it has been published in the newspapers. Every household in Changchun raises Clivia. A foreign businessman has given a pot of Clivia for 10,000 US dollars. There are also Hong Kong companies who want to exchange cars for cars and steal flowers."

Zhao Xinyi said, she actually didn’t understand why a pot of flowers was so valuable.

"Ten thousand dollars,"

According to the historical process, Jiang Xiaobai knew that a pot of 10,000 US dollars was far from the best level in the history of Changchun.

In fact, at this time, not only the Clivia in Changchun, but also the five-needle pine in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the level has doubled and increased.

The increase in    makes people unbelievable. It is so high that ordinary people are crazy. No one has ever thought that money can still be made like this.

Obviously, apart from watching, there is no other value. How can it rise to several thousand, tens of thousands of dollars.

A box symbolizing "Pandora" has really been opened.

Tell the people for the first time that there are other ways to make money.

"How much do you think I can buy for a few pots of flowers?" Jiang Xiaobai asked with a smile.

"I don't know, and I don't understand. How can anyone spend so much money on flowers." Zhao Xinyi shook her head and said.

"They are all copied. As long as the hype method is good, I said he is worth 50,000 if he is worth 50,000, and if it is worth 100,000, it is worth 100,000."

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

"Fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, are you crazy, how can you sell one hundred thousand." Zhao Xinyi was shocked.

"Haha, let's not talk about it, let's go out for dinner." Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and smiled.

If he had just traveled back, maybe he would take the five pots of Clivia to Changchun for a speculation and earn the first pot of gold.

Simply start a Kao contest and so on, you can make a lot of money.

"Okay," Zhao Xinyi nodded.

Jiang Xiaobai locked the door, and the two of them strolled out without riding a bicycle.

"Girl Zhao is here, Xiao Bai, it's not the uncle. I said you, you have to hurry up, otherwise Xiao Zhao, such a good girl, may marry someone else."

The elder of the Hutongkou said hehe, Zhao Xinyi did not come too often, and got acquainted with the people in the hutong.

"If you are in full bloom, the breeze will come." Jiang Xiaobai was so proud, Zhao Xinyi was so angry that she used the girl's cute fist and punched Jiang Xiaobai twice in the chest.

When passing a shopping mall, Jiang Xiaobai stopped unexpectedly.

I saw the staff in Coca-Cola uniforms. A small booth was set up at the door with a bunch of colorful balloons flying in the wind.

Buy a bottle of Coca-Cola and get a balloon.

There were many people onlookers who were buying cola to drink. In fact, the people of our country did not like the taste of cough syrup at this time.

There is a saying that Coke is boiled with **** juice and coughed. In the previous life, Jiang Xiaobai’s mother kept doing this.

It is said that the predecessor of Coke was coca-cola, a refreshing drink without gas. Later, it was accidentally added to soda and turned into Coke.

At this time, the people still like the sweet soda from the Arctic Ocean.

But Coca-Cola's marketing is great. Buy Coke and get balloons and colorful chopsticks.

For a time, people who entered and exited the mall lined up in front of the stall.

"Let's go, let's buy two bottles too." Jiang Xiaobai pulled Zhao Xinyi forward and squeezed.

"I want two bottles of Coke." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Five cents for a bottle of Coca-Cola, give away colorful balloons or a pair of colorful chopsticks."

"Here," Jiang Xiaobai handed out a dollar, took two bottles of Coke, and picked two more colorful balloons.

Pass the colorful balloons to Zhao Xinyi, unscrew a bottle for Zhao Xinyi.

Then I opened my cola and drank it, it still tasted like this.

Zhao Xinyi also sipped Coke. Feeling happy.

Not because Coca-Cola is sweet, but because Jiang Xiaobai unscrewed the bottle cap for himself.

In fact, Jiang Xiaobai is really good, except that he has not confessed to himself, he is really good.

However, thinking about this time, everyone is not good at expressing, and they are not used to talking about love and love. It is normal.

But Zhao Xinyi always feels that Jiang Xiaobai is so good at coaxing girls and playing romance.

That song, the most romantic thing I wrote for myself, I secretly sang it countless times.

How can a person like him be so dull that he is not good at expressing feelings.

"Lend me the pen and use it." Jiang Xiaobai ran back and borrowed the pen. On the two balloons, under Zhao Xinyi's gaze, they wrote their names under the two balloons.

"Let's go." Jiang Xiaobai's little finger hooked, Zhao Xinyi, who was swayed by Jiang Xiaobai's spring heart, actively reached in and let Jiang Xiaobai hold it.

Then with the other hand, he held the rope of the balloon tightly.

As for the Coke in his hand, Jiang Xiaobai is already holding it.

(End of this chapter)