Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 31

A group of villagers gathered around the gate of Shitou's house, most of them were people who didn't buy seeds yesterday, and there were a few prickly heads. They clamored for Sanjin to sell sweet potatoes quickly.

Wen Xiang took a few glances at the sweet potatoes, yams, and jade piled up in the yard, and saw that the size was far worse than his own, probably only about two stones.

She was a little strange: why only two stones?According to the scope of their planting, there should be three stones harvested, what's going on?

Chun'er, Shitou, and Aunt Xie stood in front of the sweet potatoes, guarding their harvest from left to right; Dahei, Shitou's dog, barked at the side to help.

Wen Sanjin and his brothers stood in the middle of the yard and said, "It's okay to sell sweet potatoes, they are all from my own village, so I have to take care of everyone; but I only have a small harvest, and I can't sell much. I can only sell half of it, and I have to save the rest, right?"

"Then why don't you hurry up and open the door!" the villagers said anxiously.

"Don't worry, everyone. I'll weigh you how much anyone wants. You can just give the money. But as I said earlier, my sweet potatoes are sold at the government's price."

"What?" Everyone was stunned by Wen Sanjin's brazenness.

"Wen Sanjin, are you out of your mind?"

"You little melon, you pick up the seeds that others have heard about for nothing, and you get it for nothing, and you sell it at the government price!"

"That's it. People heard that the price they sell is cheaper than the official price. How dare you sell it at a high price."

"Don't even think about it!"

"I think you're a jerk!"

"Bullshit, open the door for me!"

The surrounding villagers immediately exploded, cursing, criticizing, and slamming on the wooden door. The spittle was almost sprayed on Wen Sanjin's face.

It's not good, Wenxiang brothers and sisters hurriedly slipped down the wall.

"Brother, hurry up and call the patriarch."

"No, I'm going out, I don't worry about you being at home by yourself."

"It's okay, I'll lock the door."

"No, no, let's go together."

"How can I do that! No one is watching, what if we break into our house and rob us?"

"Then you can't let yourself be at home." Wen Dao insisted.

Wen Xiang was so anxious that he jumped up and down. The elder brother, this stupefied young man, refused to give in. If the situation was out of control, Shitou and his family would not be able to hold back a group of thugs.

"Then I'll go by myself. Let's open the door gently. Brother, you must lock the door tightly and don't open it."

"Go by yourself? Can you do that?" Wen Dao was also anxious.

"No problem, I run fast, brother, you must keep an eye on our house, don't come out, you know? Don't come out."

Wen Xiang confirmed with Wen Dao again and again to make sure that the eldest brother had listened to it. Taking advantage of the noise of the people next door, he slipped out of the house and went straight to the patriarch's house. After beating the door, he was panting and reported to the patriarch. new situation.

"Wen Sanjin, this son of a bitch, is going to die. Hurry up, boss, you hurry up and call the head of the security and the head of the village. My second child and I will go there first." The patriarch immediately rushed to the scene without hesitation.

Wen Xiang didn't follow, but turned around and ran to the uncle's house to report Wen Sanjin's murder.

Although the thugs may not dare to loot big households, they are afraid of anything if they are not afraid of [-].

The harvest of the one-acre land of the uncle's house has been harvested and dug overnight, and it is being piled up in the yard to dry. Although it is not as large as my own, the six stones must be indispensable.

After hearing Wen Xiang's report, the uncle hurriedly directed everyone to transfer most of the crops to the back room, leaving only a small part in the front yard; Wen Xin hurriedly went to inform the dozen or so big households in the village to come and pick up the goods , just in case.

Fearing that the eldest brother was worried, he hurried home after smelling the notification, and the people who surrounded Shitou's house at the door disappeared all the way away.

She was startled, maybe something serious happened, and suddenly there was wind under her feet, and she walked like flying; when she ran closer, it turned out that the door of Shitou's house was opened, and people had already poured into the yard, making noise.

Wen Xiang immediately stopped, walked back to her home quietly, and whispered "Big brother, big brother, open the door", the door opened a small crack, she slipped in like a fish, and immediately closed the door with her backhand, and then opened the door again. Take a deep breath: Huh, it's safe for now.

Behind her, Brother Wen Dao also tiptoed, calling Wen Xiang to go up to the wall to watch the battle.

So the two quietly climbed up the wall again, and hid behind the grass on the wall to spy: the patriarch had arrived at the battlefield. Although the scene was noisy, there was no chaos. At present, four people on the stone side were fighting with each other.

Um?four people?What about another one?Wen Xiang poked out half of her head and took a closer look: oh, there are actually two women lying down in the middle of the crowd, and after a closer look, aren't these Aunt Xie and Widow Li?
"Brother, what's the matter? Is Mrs. Xie injured?" Wen Xiang quickly asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, the two of them just messed around for a couple of times, and then they went to lie down."

Oh, it turned out that they were touching each other, as long as Aunt Xie is fine.

Wen Xiang took a closer look at the other people. Chun'er and Shitou were fine, but Wen Sanjin and his brother were disheartened. One sleeve was torn off in half, and the other had a new gash on the face. There was a fight.

Now that the patriarch is overwhelmed by the crowd, everyone has changed back to Wendou, but there are only a few curse words in the fight, and it quickly rises from bargaining to personal attacks, and impolite greetings to the other party's three generations of ancestors.

"Wen Sanjin, you fucking are a duck in July and a half, you don't know how to live or die!"

"Who do you call a duck?"

"I think you are blind, what are you blind, and I will cut you."

"Come on, come and hit me, whoever doesn't come here is a dog!"

"Who are you calling a dog?"

"Whoever is a dog, I will call him a dog! Calling a dog, can you control it?"

"I x you MB!"

What followed was such meaningless and unnutritious scolding. A group of people quarreled with each other all morning. Everyone was dry mouthed, flushed, upset, and wanted to roll up their sleeves and start working again.

Seeing that they were almost fighting, the patriarch cleared his throat and began to speak: "Cough—cough——, I think you are almost fighting, so listen to me."

"Sanjin, it stands to reason that it is up to you to sell your own things at what price you want to sell them. However, you should also look at the neighbors and neighbors around here. Not to mention that they are living in poverty."

"They are all members of our Wen family. If you count down the generations, you will be a family. Sanjin, if you have the conditions to give everyone a hand, then let's do it. I gave it to you, but you sell it at a high price, how can this be justified?"

"Patriarch, that's not the way to say it. Although it's true that the seeds were given to me by Wen Dao, the harvest is also obtained by our family working hard in the dark. The whole family is counting on it to live. Don’t hear the truth, I’m the only one who has nothing but four walls.”

Wen Sanjin was not moved at all, instead he sat on the ground and patted his thigh like a woman, crying.

From this point of view, Wen Sanjin is a hob meat, he will not give in without some blood.

Without waiting for everyone to laugh and despise, the patriarch dragged Wen Sanjin into the house for a secret deal.

(End of this chapter)