Don’t Mess with Shennong

Qin Xiaoyu put the phone in front of Wang Pingan and asked braggingly: "Boss, do you think I can respond like this? Hey, this statement will definitely help you soar the price of tea to 2.5 million a catty. "

"The tone is too exaggerated, and the acting skills need to be strengthened." Wang Ping'an glanced at the content of the reply and commented seriously.

"But there are many fools in the forum, so they just believe it." Qin Xiaoyu triumphantly, looking at the following thread, thinks he is a master of speculation.

However, no matter how many fools there are, there are clever ones. Some people have checked Qin Xiaoyu's forum information and replies.

They are all compliments to Wang Ping An and attacking those black fans who are absolutely loyal and wholehearted.

Digging deeper and spending money to identify the real information left by the forum, it was finally determined that this person was Qin Xiaoyu, who had been living in the Shennong Orchard, and was a worker or a follower in the Wang Pingan Orchard.

So this person couldn't help it, and exposed this bad hype.

"Look, everyone. The person who bought the tea industry at a high price just now is a worker in Wang Pingan’s orchard. They are a liar. Don’t be fooled! A catty of tea is one million a catty, which is a black-hearted sky-high price, and you want to sell it for two hundred Five hundred thousand a catty is hardly a human being."

It's just that as soon as the news came out, it was immediately scolded by everyone.

"Don't talk, you are a liar, your whole family is a liar! I paid a high price for two catties of tea for real money, are you jealous?"

"This is a rabbit. I am jealous. People have made money. I think Huaxi Lingcha is delicious. Why don't you pay a high price for two catties? I only have money left for the poor, so you can care about me? Buy them all too!"

"Haha, the old man has finally been promoted. Once he enters the concentration period, his whole spirit is different. I feel that my life span will increase by at least 20 years. Money is nothing, as long as I live, everything is possible. I also ordered two catties. , How much is not a problem."

Qin Xiaoyu was dumbfounded, thinking that he was going to go offline and flee for his life, but there were more fools in the forum than he thought.

Some fools attacked him, but more fools scolded him.

Wang Ping'an looked at his private mailbox, and felt very refreshed by the constant quotes.

It turned out that I was worried that the price could not be fried for a month, but the power of Lingcha was unexpected, and the price was naturally easy to fried.

Just now someone quoted 2.5 million a catty, but in a blink of an eye someone quoted 3 million. They were afraid of not being able to grab it, and their tone was full of anxiety and pleading.

In just a few minutes, more than 30 catties have been ordered, and the net profit is close to 100 million.

"There are too many local tyrants in this world. As a small farmer in the village, I only feel poor and helpless. Alas, one hundred million will sell one hundred million in a few minutes. This world is really not suitable for the poor to survive."

At this time, Xu Qing rushed and ran over with the phone and shouted: "Erbao, I just begged my grandfather to buy two catties of tea, so that he can taste it and sell it in the rich circle. There will definitely be some in the future. The rich come to us to buy tea."

"How much did you sell for a catty?" Wang Ping'an asked.

"A million a catty, I was scolded by my grandfather with my elbows facing outwards. The female congress couldn't help you. Grandpa scolded me badly."

"It's okay, tomorrow he will praise you for being filial."

"Ah, will it?"

"Because the current market price has reached three million a catty."

"Erbao, we sell tea, we can't cheat."

"..." Wang Ping'an was tired and didn't want to explain.

Just as Xu Qing was comforted here, Gu Qingcheng held his mobile phone again and ran over to ask for credit.

"Second Treasure Two Treasures, I sold my tea to Grandpa, one million a catty, I sold you a full ten catties, am I good?"

"Great, great! Just don't sell it anymore, our tea is sold out." Wang Ping'an replied distressedly.

"Huh? So fast? I'm just worried that you can't sell it, so I sold tea to my grandpa, and I was almost driven out of the house by him... Why do so many fools buy our high-priced tea?"

"Didn't your grandpa buy it too?"

"Second treasure, you can't speak, can we stop talking?"

"Your grandpa must have just visited the Jianghu forum, so he bought ten catties of tea. He sold it and made at least three times."

"Erbao...I just bought a set of underwear, but I don't know how to wear it. Come and help me, okay?" Gu Qingcheng suddenly changed the subject, a bit stiff, but every man likes it so stiff.

It's just that Wang Ping'an is an immortal, not an ordinary man, so he asked Xu Qing to help her and didn't bother to go back to the room with her.

Because he understands that once he returns to the room, he will not get out for a long time.

In broad daylight, waste time.

When you have this time, you can read more novels and play more games. Isn't it fragrant?

Gu Qingcheng gave him a white look, twisted his slender waist, and went upstairs angrily. How did such a man of steel find two wives?

True evil.

If he wasn't too handsome, I really didn't want to talk to him.

Another day passed after the tea was mailed with letter symbols.

When it was dark, the monsters howled in the mountains, extremely lively, scared timid people, hiding in the quilt, afraid to speak.

The ghosts who only danced in the cemetery yesterday were finally bold today and rushed out of the cemetery and came to the village.

The howling of ghosts and wolves is extremely lively.

As a result of the day's growth, the ghost's body became more solid, and the ugly and terrifying face became more and more real.

A nasty smell of corpses wafted in the village, drilling through the cracks in the door into the nostrils of people.

"Boss, I can't make it anymore. There are so many ghosts in the village. Can I kill them?"

Laiwang was too loud to sleep in the middle of the night, so he called Wang Ping'an and asked about countermeasures.

"Then kill, don't you keep it for the New Year?" Wang Ping'an was still playing games for a long time, and he was a little impatient when he received the call, because he must have been abused in the game.

"You can hear the old people in the village say that these ghosts are the elders in the village, and they have killed unfilial piety!"

"It's so ugly, who knows who it is, don't kill it and keep it for the New Year? Moreover, after so long, either souls are scattered or reincarnated. How many real ancestors are there? Don't talk, I'm busy. "

"Okay, I listen to the boss." Laiwang answered the phone, put on his clothes, and jumped out of the yard.

After practicing for so long, it was the first time he really did it.

Before doing it, I just played with Qin Xiaoyu in the orchard.

To be honest, he was still a little nervous when he saw the ghost.

"Laiwang, don't go out, you don't want to die? It's such a ghost outside, it's going to die..." In the room behind him, his parents shouted in horror, not letting Laiwang go out.

"It's okay, these things don't have any powerful means. It is easy to clean them up." Laiwang said, already rushing to the nearest ghost.

It was an old woman with disheveled hair, waist-to-waist, nibbling on the ground.

"The sound of your bone chewing is too noisy and it affects my sleep. Isn't it good for you to be in the cemetery honestly? Why did you run out?"

Laiwang yelled loudly, emboldened himself, the spiritual energy in his hand gushed away and patted it.

The old woman suddenly turned her head and looked at Laiwang, her face was full of blood, and there was a pile of chicken feathers on her mouth.

Her horrible face was covered with steady, unspeakable strangeness, but at this moment she laughed.

"Grandson Laiwang, I'm your grandmother, come, eat chicken for you!" The ghost said, raising the headless chicken in his hand, and blood was still gushing around the broken neck.