Zhang Cheng knew this, and so did Old Master Yan. Of course, Old Master Fang knew, and so did the other good friends of Old Master Yan.
This was also the reason why Old Master Yan had opened up negotiations with such an exuberant gift before they discussed the purchase.
Because the price was too high, it wasn't very appropriate. However, the price was too low, and he was afraid that Zhang Cheng wouldn't sell him anything in the future, so he simply softened him up with some huge gifts first.
A moment later, he received a transfer message.
Three million?
Zhang Cheng was a little surprised. He thought that Elder Yan had priced the two sticks together for 1.5 million. So it was one stick?
If it was one stick for 1.5 million, then it was still acceptable.
Without saying anything else, Zhang Cheng prepared to get up and leave.
Elder Yan spoke up. "Don't go. How about we have a meal together?"
Zhang Cheng naturally did not have any objections.
The group drove to a private restaurant.
The food was delicious, which broadened Zhang Cheng's horizons.
"Young man, do you still have more of those ginseng?" Although he did not say anything and did not compete with Old Master Yan when it came to buying it, some of Old Master Yan's good friends were still somewhat tempted and raised the question at the dining table.
They had all drunk the wine made from ginseng and the effect had been top-notch. Nothing told the truth better than their own bodies. Moreover, after some checks, it wasn't anything bad, such as synthetic stimulants.
So they all wanted to buy some.
Zhang Cheng replied. "I'd love to help, but there's no more. For now, I've only got two and three-year-old ginseng left, yet to be harvested."
If he kept bringing them such good stuff, he would never be able to sell it for the price he had projected in his mind. It would also attract the wrong kind of attention. Therefore, after thinking about it, Zhang Cheng decided to sell only 1-day and 10-day ginseng. The 10-day ginseng was technically 10-year-old. He could part with those without much loss. As for better ginseng, he would keep it to a custom-order only basis, and only if they were offered at a price that befitted the ginseng.
When they heard this, their eyes lit up, and they took out their business cards and handed them over. The wine they drank seemed to be made from 20-year-old ginseng.
"Please contact us if you have any ginseng in the future."
Zhang Cheng took it.
Yang Shu.
Below the name was a phone number. It was very simple.
The other two handed him similar namecards. At most, there were some differences in the shape and material.
After taking the business cards, Zhang Cheng nodded. "Don't worry, good sirs. The next time there's ginseng, I'll definitely give it priority to you guys."
"Haha, then thank you." The elders chuckled.
They were all old, but they kept themselves in relatively good shape. There weren't any major health problems, but the typical ailments that came with old age bothered them, so they paid special attention to maintenance.
Now that they had good ginseng, of course, they wouldn't miss this opportunity.
After dinner, everyone left.
Zhang Cheng opened his phone to check his bank balance. After thinking for a while, he transferred 100,000 yuan to Xiang Xiang.
Xiang Xiang was stunned.
"Brother Cheng."
Zhang Cheng naturally wouldn't be stingy towards Xiang Xiang, who had been a truly obedient, amicable companion. Moreover, he also planned to get along with her for a long time. Although marriage did not seem to be in the picture at the moment, he definitely wouldn't mistreat her.
"Keep it," Zhang Cheng said.
After Xiang Xiang thought about it, she nodded. Although she could return it, she now knew that Zhang Cheng was more than a little interested in her, so she didn't pretend to be polite.
After all, wasn't money fragrant?
Money could even make life-and-death enemies reconcile.
When he took a look at the time, Zhang Cheng didn't bring Xiang Xiang back to the dance classroom.
Xiang Xiang had been practicing dancing for the past few days, so Zhang Cheng felt that she could do with a break now and then.
So he went back to the hotel to rest.
He took a shower with Xiang Xiang, watched TV, and chatted with her. The afternoon passed quickly.
The lunch was good, but it was just a simple lunch. So Zhang Cheng thought about eating something good. He thought about the private dishes at noon, and his mind drifted over to "Buddha jumps over the wall."
In the past, Zhang Cheng would occasionally go to a buffet with his ex-girlfriend, and he had eaten small bowls of it. That was it.
But he hadn't tried the authentic "Buddha jumps over the wall" yet.
Just as Zhang Cheng was about to make room order, a phone call came.
"Mr. Zhang, are you going to start a dance class in the dance classroom you rented?"
Zhang Cheng listened for a while before he realized that it was the dance school. He had lent the classroom to those girls.
Those girls were all students of the dance school. However, they had not paid their tuition fees recently, so they could not practice in the dance school. However, they did not expect to be able to borrow a dance classroom from Zhang Cheng.
"Those girls borrowed it today. What's wrong?" Zhang Cheng asked.
"Then, Mr. Zhang, can you not lend them the classrooms in the future?" The other party asked resignedly. After all, their school made a profit by charging tuition fees.
Zhang Cheng said, "Sure." Firstly, he had nothing to do with the girls who borrowed the classrooms. Secondly, the classrooms were in the dance school that the other party had opened. Moreover, cutting off one's income was like killing one's parents. If he refused to lend the classrooms, he would be able to get rid of some problems. Naturally, Zhang Cheng had no qualms about it.
Zhang Cheng didn't take this matter seriously. He took Xiang Xiang over for some "Buddha jumps over the wall" soup.
The two of them were lucky. It had not been sold out yet.
Abalone, sea cucumber, fish lips, and hoof tendons in a rich broth. It was a delicacy.
Zhang Cheng couldn't stop eating at all.
It was too beautiful.
Of course, the price was just as beautiful. A jar for two was 23,888 yuan.
Xiang Xiang looked at the bottom of the jar. When the dishes were served, she thought that the two of them wouldn't be able to finish the jar.
However, she didn't expect to finish it in the end. Not only did she finish it, but she also wanted more. Obviously, she was also a foodie.
"Let's talk about it next time?" Zhang Cheng asked. It was not a big deal to order another serving. However, the two of them had eaten quite a lot today. If they continued to eat, they would probably be too full. Therefore, it was better to save the good stuff for later. There was no need to eat it all at once.
"Okay." Xiang Xiang nodded and smiled.
They took the subway back to the hotel and went to the indoor swimming pool for a while. Then, the two of them rested.
The next day, Zhang Cheng and Xiang Xiang went to the dance classroom and continued her lessons.
As he watched Xiang Xiang stretch her body, Zhang Cheng was very happy. After all, apart from being a little short, Xiangxiang still had a good figure.
Otherwise, Zhang Cheng wouldn't have taken a fancy to her.
While Zhang Cheng was playing games, he would occasionally read novels. When his eyes were tired, he would look up at Xiang Xiang and watch her dance. It was blissful.
Then, a few girls pushed open the door of the dance classroom.
They were the girls who had borrowed the classroom yesterday.
They looked to be about 20, a few years younger than Zhang Cheng.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Cheng asked.
The girl who had talked to Zhang Cheng yesterday walked over with a big smile on her face and a cup of milk tea in her hand.
"Handsome, can we borrow the dance classroom today?"
Zhang Cheng took the milk tea and took a sip, then said, "No."
"Well, handsome, why are you like this? You've already drunk my milk tea," the girl said coquettishly.
"That was yesterday." Zhang Cheng shook the milk tea and said. Yesterday, he had lent the studio to the other party.
"Then I'll go and buy another one for you." The girl's eyes lit up when she heard that, and she prepared to turn around and buy another cup of milk tea.
"No need. They're already complaining about me lending you the classroom yesterday. I've gotta stop doing that," Zhang Cheng said with a smile.
This girl was pretty. Otherwise, Zhang Cheng wouldn't be teasing her.