Has the grandpa collapsed today?

Chapter 240 Impersonation
Half of the wheat in the field was mysteriously missing, which was puzzling.

Not to mention that the guests felt strange, even the staff of the program group were a little dumbfounded.

After one night, how come...

"Could it be someone from the village who cut it?"

Ding Yanlun asked.

The director picked up his mobile phone and called the village head, and soon there was news.

"No, the village head asked, but no one cut it."

So what's going on?
Could it be that Maizi ran away with his long legs?

Gu Qingluo pointed to the granary in the wing room of the small courtyard: "Let's go and have a look."

Han Rui entered the wing room with her.

When I entered the door, I saw, good guy, the landlord of the wing room piled up a lot of wheat.

This is the wheat that has been harvested and threshed.

"Come and see."

Han Rui called out.

The other three ran over to watch.

"Who helped us?"

"Which kind-hearted one?"

"There are still many good people in the world."

"It would be great if we could cut them all."

Gu Qingluo went to the director: "Let's weigh it and see how much material we can exchange."

director:……

How to say this?

Say it doesn't count?The wheat has been harvested, so if it doesn't count, where can they find the harvested wheat for them?
But if it counts, no matter how I think about it, I feel a little aggrieved.

In the end, the director had to pinch his nose and admit it.

He sent for the wheat to be bagged and weighed.

One scale was weighed, adding up to a total of more than 3000 catties.

Gu Qingluo settled the accounts with the director: "I asked about the market, and the price of wheat this year is 580 yuan per catty. These are 720 catties, and the total is 6000 yuan, rounded up, it is [-] yuan."

"what?"

The director widened his eyes and looked Gu Qingluo up and down: "How come you are so smart and still alive?"

"Look at what you said, I've only heard of stupid people, but I haven't heard of smart people." Gu Qingluo smiled and stretched out her hand: "Where is the money, bring it."

The director waved his hand: "Wait, that's not how we calculate. We can't follow the market conditions, we have to follow the rules of the show. These wheats can give you a total of 300 yuan."

Gu Qingluo turned around and left.

The director chased after him: "Do you want more?"

Gu Qingluo glared at him: "I'm not stupid, I'll find a wheat harvester right away, so much wheat, it's not for sale to anyone, why do you have to sell it to you?"

Wei Shengrong came over when he heard the quarrel.

He heard a few words vaguely, but roughly understood what was going on.

"Guard, this is your fault. We worked so hard to cut the wheat and threshed it, but you treated us like this. You only paid 3000 yuan for more than 300 catties of wheat, and you only paid [-] cents per catty. Qian, you go out and ask, how can there be such a thing, even if it is jumped off a building for a big sale, there is no such thing as a cheap sale."

Gu Qingluo added: "Jumping off a building and vomiting blood can't be like this."

The director rubbed his chin: "Well, let's add another two hundred, for a total of five hundred, and I'll give you a gas stove."

Gu Qingluo smiled and leaned forward: "Do you have gas?"

Tong Mai ran over: "Don't fool us, it's impossible without gas."

The director glared at Gu Qingluo: "Take it, definitely take it."

"Deal." Gu Qingluo and the director clapped their hands together.

500 yuan in hand.

Gu Qingluo looked for Han Rui: "Mr. Han, do you want to go to the market?"

Tong Mai originally wanted to come here to cut the wheat, but with such a thing, he also avoided it.

"Yes, I'm going to the market."

Ding Yanlun also raised his hands high.

Today there is a market in the town, and many vendors come to sell things.

When Gu Qingluo and the others passed by, the market was already full of people, and it looked particularly lively.

There are stalls one by one, many of which sell snacks.

What kind of grilled sausages, deep-fried skewers, spicy soup, and those selling dumplings, dim sum, and lo-mei.

Walking from here to there, you can smell the aroma of all kinds of food along the way.

Gu Qingluo pointed to the snacks on the booth: "Mr. Han, let's order this."

After buying some snacks, she wanted to eat sausage again.

With money in hand, Han Rui was quite generous. He bought a grilled sausage by himself, and bought Gu Qingluo a Mala Tang.

Of course, money cannot be spent on snacks and snacks, the bulk of which is to purchase supplies.

There are also some grain, oil and vegetable stores in the town, butcher stores and the like.

Several people split up and quickly bought the ingredients.

The price here is not high. I bought a few catties of meat, a chicken, a fish, and rice and noodles. I haven’t spent all the money, and there are still about [-] yuan left.

After shopping, Han Rui drove everyone back.

Back in the courtyard, Wei Shengrong changed his clothes and went to cook.

Gu Qingluo took some dried fruit and hid it while no one was looking.

In the evening, she went out and called Uncle Song again, took a bag of dried fruit and handed it to Uncle Song: "Hurry up and eat, and work after eating."

Uncle Song wronged Bala and took the dried fruit. He gnawed on the dried fruit and said, "I was exhausted last night, can I take a day off?"

"What do you think?" Gu Qingluo looked at Uncle Song with a half-smile.

Uncle Song was terrified: "I can still do it, I will do it in a while, and I promise to finish it tonight."

Gu Qingluo nodded: "Less wordy, more work."

After she left, Uncle Song went down to the ground with a sickle listlessly after eating the dried fruit.

After twelve o'clock, Gu Qingluo heard some movement.

She pinched an invisibility weapon and came out of the house.

I saw the director, Han Rui and Tong Mai in the yard.

"Come on, let's go to the field to see what's going on? I really don't believe that I can't catch someone."

"What if there is no one to help with work today?"

"Let's go and have a look, and see if you don't suffer a loss, in case you can catch that person."

"Go quickly."

Gu Qingluo was in a daze when she heard these conversations, and then she dodged into the wheat field.

At this time, Uncle Song was working hard to cut the wheat.

Besides him, he also brought in the dogs and cats from the village. The dogs helped to carry the wheat out, but the cats were forced to cut the wheat.

In addition, some gophers were called out to help step on the threshing machine to beat the wheat.

A little demon led these small animals to work in full swing, and saw that more than half of the remaining half had been cut off.

Gu Qingluo hurried over to take the sickle in Uncle Song's hand: "Take these of yours... Hurry up, hurry up."

Uncle Song immediately yelled, and the little animals began to scatter and run away.

Uncle Song also retreated quickly.

As soon as he left, he heard footsteps.

Gu Qingluo bent over to work.

Ding Yanlun held the flashlight, and the light shone on Gu Qingluo.

"There."

Ding Yanlun pointed to Gu Qingluo.

Han Rui ran over: "Why are you?"

Gu Qingluo got up, forced to sweat, panted and said: "I just wanted to take advantage of the coolness of the night to work for a while, who knew that last night I worked hard and did half of it, anyway, I can do it, so I will do it all tonight Come on, it will save everyone a lot of work."

Tong Mai looked at Gu Qingluo's back drenched in sweat, and his eye circles were red with emotion: "That can't be like this, how tired are you?"

Wei Shengrong finally came over: "Everyone is here, let's do it together."

Uncle Song hid aside and watched Gu Qingluo shamelessly claiming his credit, and gritted his teeth angrily.

How can this human being be so despicable and shameless?
Sure enough, what the big monsters said was right, human beings are too cunning, and it is absolutely unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)