The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 10 Problem Seed
Although she was transparent, she just smiled, but she didn't intend to leave.

"It's okay, since you're here, why don't you give it a try."

Just as he was talking, a series of laughing and laughing voices suddenly came to his ears.

"Hey, isn't this Feng'er? Why are you selling peaches here?"

Zhan Jinfeng frowned upon hearing this, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

When he turned his head, he had to put on a smiling face, and he saw Chen's smiling face as if he had eaten honey.

Chen looked at the big and red peaches on the calico in surprise, the alluring fragrance went down the basket and penetrated into the eyes of her nose, the corners of her eyes drooped slightly, she smiled and stretched out her hand to pick up a peach, She rubbed her body: "Feng'er, Auntie is leaving in a hurry, and I'm thirsty, so I'll eat one first!"

Before Zhan Jinfeng could react, the peach took a big bite, and the soft skin was bitten open, revealing the juicy and tender flesh inside, and the rich peach fragrance also wafted out.

The juice splashed on her face, Chen was startled, looked down at her body, and then burst out laughing.

"This peach is not only delicious, look at the juice, it sprayed me all over!"

Laughing out of this voice caused the spectators around to laugh too, and then some people gathered around again and asked tentatively: "Little girl, can you sell one?"

Zhan Jinfeng nodded again and again: "Sell it, sell it!"

He took out the scale and weighed a peach, which weighed a full catty. The peach buyer gasped when he saw it, but obediently paid for it.

From the moment the twenty cents were exposed in the air, Chen stopped smiling and stared at them without blinking. It wasn't until Zhan Jinfeng put the twenty cents into the purse that she looked away in embarrassment. , lowered his head and coughed.

Can these peaches be sold for twenty cents a catty?
The corners of his slightly drooping eyes flicked, his peripheral vision was full of calculations.

Chen rolled her eyes with a grunt, then smiled and said: "Feng'er, you sell the embroidery first, my aunt is going to sell the embroidery, and I will come to find you later, and my aunt will take you to dinner at noon!"

Zhan Jinfeng raised his head, smiled elegantly, and nodded slightly.

The pretty little face in the sun looked pretty. Chen looked her up and down, smiled with satisfaction, turned around and squeezed into the crowd again.

It was not until Zhan Jinfeng could no longer be seen that Mrs. Chen smiled proudly and said to herself: "Earn more, earn more, the more you earn, the more dowry you will get when you marry! Don't try to hide it." Tuck it in, your aunt and my eyes, but the eyes are so golden!"

As he spoke, he reached out to touch the embroidery in his pocket, and contentedly pushed forward with the flow of people.

Zhan Jinfeng watched the person leave, then reached out and took out another peach from the basket, and placed it on the basket again.

There were a lot of people selling in the market, but she saw that the old man around her was not selling. Many people still came to buy his peaches. After all, they were on the stall, so they knew it without shouting, so Zhan Jinfeng didn't sell it either, and only answered when someone asked. .

However, it didn't take long before there was a shout of hawking in front, and then a strong man in a short jacket pushed a wooden wheelbarrow and slowly squeezed out from the flow of people going to the market.

"Selling seeds, selling seeds! It's cheap, I won't grow them next year, I'll replace them with fruit seedlings, I'm selling them cheap, fifty cents a stone, good wheat seeds, come and see them all!"

Hearing that the crowded bazaar became more and more crowded.

Wheat is the food that every family in the country grows. There are two seasons a year, and the spring wheat has only been harvested for a short time. Generally, the family will keep the wheat seeds for the outside, but there are also some people who specialize in growing wheat and selling seeds, because good seeds can increase the yield of wheat. , while the output is related to the living conditions of the farmers in the coming year.

"Don't be afraid to look at it, it's absolutely good seeds, look, how plump and bright it is!" The strong man picked up the wheat seeds and held them in front of the onlookers.

People curiously stretched their heads to look, and they saw that the wheat seeds were full and shiny, much better than the ones grown by themselves.

I don't know who shouted in the crowd first: "Such a good seed, give me a stone!"

Then someone shouted from the other side: "Give me a stone too, don't be robbed when it's too late!"

These two voices were like a stone blasting into the water, causing a whole splash of water.

Zhan Jinfeng, who had been watching from the sidelines, was curious about this good seed at first, and she smiled helplessly until someone shouted.

"Everyone, don't be fooled, there is a problem with this kind of seed." An old but very calm voice sounded beside him, and the old man who was selling peaches beside him just now stood up slowly, stopping everyone from rushing to buy.

The strong man who sold the seeds was anxious when he saw it. He pushed away from the crowd and walked over to ask: "You old man, you didn't even see the seeds, why do you say there is a problem?"

The old man pinched his beard and smiled elegantly, which seemed to be a bit of Zhuge Kongming's wisdom.

He pointed at Zhan Jinfeng: "Even this little kid can see clearly, why don't we just let this little kid talk about it?"

Why? ?The passers-by were taken aback for a while, stretched their necks and looked around, it seemed that she was the only "little baby" with black hair besides those who were over fifty years old...

Zhan Jinfeng looked up at the old man, but saw that he was still smiling and pinching his beard, looking at her kindly, while the big man next to him raised his eyebrows.

It seemed that Zhan Jinfeng was just a little girl easy to bully, so the strong man couldn't help but rolled up his sleeves and raised his fist to coax her: "Little girl, can you tell the things in the field? How dare you talk nonsense! Be careful I beat you!" "

Zhan Jinfeng looked at the strong man in front of him with a smile, pointed at the crowd and asked, "Since this strong man has asked Feng'er about me, Feng'er also wants to ask everyone, can you see clearly what's in this bag?"

"This..." There was a slight commotion in the crowd, people looked at each other, but no one really went over the things on the car.

"I'm selling really good seeds, and I'm not afraid of being seen!" the strong man couldn't help shouting.

"Okay, Feng'er will go and have a look now." The person who was speaking had already walked slowly to the side of the small wooden cart, and stretched his head to look at the sacks on the cart.

Some people in the crowd couldn't help laughing: "Will the young lady know? Look at those hands, I'm afraid they haven't even held a kitchen knife!"

The crowd couldn't help laughing.

Zhan Jinfeng didn't take it seriously, she stretched out her hands to fiddle with the wheat seeds on the upper layer of the sack, each one was solid and plump, bright in color and lustrous, and the grains were about the same size, but they were good quality seeds.

Thinking about it, he turned around with a smile, walked to the old man just now, and bowed: "Old man, can I borrow your peach-cutting knife?"

The old man squeezed his beard and smiled, then handed over the knife on the stall.

Zhan Jinfeng walked back to the wheelbarrow with the knife in her hand, but people watched curiously until she pointed the knife at the bottom of the sack containing seeds.

The big man who sold the seeds was startled when he saw this, he rushed to Zhan Jinfeng in a few steps, grabbed her thin arm, and held it tightly.

There was a piercing pain in her arm, and Zhan Jinfeng was about to shed tears from the pain.

"Smelly girl, are you trying to make trouble with a knife? Can you afford to pay for my seeds being spilled?"

Gritting her teeth, Zhan Jinfeng became more and more sure that there must be something wrong with the seeds below.

"This strong man, didn't you say that you are not afraid of seeing? Why did you backtrack again?" The old man behind him, who suddenly stayed out of the matter, pinched his beard and looked very calm.

The strong man spat: "Old man, I think you are here to make trouble! See if I can let you off today!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and raised that brick-like slap, covering most of the sunlight.

Zhan Jinfeng was startled, and stared closely at the slap that roared towards him, but the expected pain did not come. Zhan Jinfeng stabilized his trembling heart, and moved his eyeballs slightly, only then did he see the slap in the air. A hand came in and firmly held the strong man's arm.

Under the sun, there was a handsome and indifferent face, with slender eyebrows and eyes, dotted with bright light in the darkness. His eyes were staring at the strong man coldly, and his thin lips were slightly parted. It was the familiar low-pitched bell-like voice. sound.

"It's obvious that you have a ghost in your heart! There is a problem with this car seed!"

(End of this chapter)