At the entrance of the granary, a middle-aged man in a smoky grey gown with an abacus in his hand, with a sharp and thin face, a bright eyes and a calculating smile.

"Harvesting the ripe new wheat ahead of time is the above meaning. I'm just a grain collector. I can't do business at a loss. This year's rice grain is too small and too thin, so the price can't be compared with previous years."

Before he said anything, the crowd was in an uproar: "how can you do this? You forced the harvest of grain, and now you think it's too small and too small to press the price. It's too bullying!"

The man in the smoky grey brocade coat still sat down like Mount Tai in front of the crowd and looked at him with a flattering smile, which seemed more treacherous: "if you are not satisfied with anything, you can go to the Yamen and tell me that I only collect grain here, but I can't manage anything else. That's what it means..."

The word "Shangshang" in his mouth is full of mystery and evil spirits, which makes people reverie.

The common people who sell grain for a living are all honest people who face the Loess and face the sky. They don't know any big people and have never seen any big scenes. They are scared by his words and dare not say anything more.

Dumb eat Huanglian, there are bitter can not say!

Seeing this, Zhao Wanxi turned red with anger. These farmers have been relying on these grains all year round. Now they can't sell them at a good price. Isn't it obvious that they have been cheated?

"In my opinion, don't sell the big guy's grain to him. Let's sell it to us. We'll give you a reasonable price!"

The melodious voice of a silver bell in the air immediately attracted everyone's attention. All the farmers who lined up to deliver food were looking in the direction of Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao.

All of a sudden by so many eyes staring at, Zhao Wanxi cheek a hot, some can't fit.

At this time, the ear came the man's extremely low voice of ridicule: "my good son, you open your mouth to collect food, there are so many silver bills in your pocket?"

Reminded by the man's banter, Zhao Wanxi suddenly realized that she really ignored the key point. She had no money in her pocket. How could she collect food?

However, the next moment she would react, black eyelashes flicker, eyes Baba looked at him: "I am not, but you have it!"

With that, he did not forget to wink at him twice, with a playful smile.

What's more, he didn't mention that he wanted to help the people raise the price of food. Isn't she doing what he meant?

Leng junao stares at her lovely and playful appearance. Her lips are raised, but she is silent. As a spectator, she quietly looks at how things are going to develop.

The farmers in the long line responded that their eyes were shining. Of course, they hoped to get a good price.

"Our requirements are not high, just hope to be the same as in previous years, 20 Wen a Dou of rice..."

"That is, if you can't even sell it for 20 Wen, you won't want to pay the rent this year, and the family's livelihood will be a problem..."

There was a din of voices. Farmers, you said a word to me. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao. They were like the last straw before they fell into the water.

Just now, the man in the smoky brocade coat with a smirk on his face was immediately flustered. He quickly threw down his abacus and got up from his chair. He rushed into the crowd and faced a pair of men and women with high head and big horse.

"Who are you? Do you know where the grain is going? If you don't want to get into trouble, get out of it

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