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What are you afraid of!
Shen Mingzhu's eyelids jumped when he heard what the villagers said.

However, Pei Yang reacted faster than her. He took out a cigarette and handed one to the other party. He smiled and said, "Uncle, are you from the same village as Uncle Guo?"

The other party took the cigarette and put it under his nose lovingly.

People in rural areas smoke leaf cigarettes they grow themselves. It is rare to smoke one of these cigarettes in the city all year round.

While sniffing the cigarette, the other party replied to Pei Yang's words, "Yes, I am also from Hongxing Village. My apples are no worse than those from Uncle Guo's. If you don't believe me, why don't you come with me to have a look now?"

"Not urgent."

Pei Yang used a lighter to light the cigarette for the other party, and then asked the other party what price the dealer in front of him charged.

The man curled his lips while smoking, "The boss is only willing to give five points."

Pei Yang laughed after hearing this, "To be honest, we also received five points."

"What? You also charge five cents? Didn't Uncle Guo say you charge eight cents this morning?"

"Uncle Guo made a mistake. When I bought his apples last night, I agreed that the price would be five cents."

The man looked at Pei Yang and then at Uncle Guo, "Isn't it eight points?"

Uncle Guo nodded honestly, "It's not eight points. I'm old, hard of hearing, and my hearing is wrong."

"If it's five points, I won't sell it."

Having said that, he turned and walked away.

When the man walked away, Uncle Guo hurriedly asked Pei Yang: "Young man, that apple..."

"It's still the same price as last night, but to others you just say five cents."

"Hey, good!" Uncle Guo was overjoyed.

Seeing that the fruit seller's car would not leave for a while, Pei Yang asked Lao Zhu to lock the door and go to Uncle Guo to look at apples and have lunch by the way.

Uncle Guo's home is at the end of the village. It is a mud house similar to Shen Mingzhu's mother's house, but it is more dilapidated and has a thatched roof.

These days, rural families with better conditions all use kapok tiles or gray tiles to build their roofs.

Those who still use thatch for their roofs are families with special difficulties.

The Guo family has a large population, with two sons, daughter-in-law and grandchildren, a total of about ten people.

Plus the four of them, Pei Yang, can't even sit at a table.

The two daughters-in-law can only lead a few children to eat in the kitchen.

Among the Guo family's children, the youngest is still in elementary school. It's no wonder that Uncle Guo works tirelessly to go to the city to make money.

The staple food is yellow noodle steamed buns, and the dish is a large pot of pork stewed with vermicelli.

There are mostly vermicelli and pickled cabbage, and only a few slices of pork. However, given the economic situation of the Guo family, it is rare to have these few slices of pork on the dinner table.

Shen Mingzhu was not very hungry, so she ate half of the steamed bun with pickled cabbage and put down her chopsticks.

After the meal, the women of the Guo family cleared away the dishes, and Uncle Guo and his two sons led Shen Mingzhu and others to the cellar to look at apples.

The cellar was built about two meters underground, covering an area of ​​about ten square meters, with twenty or thirty baskets of apples neatly arranged.

There are about twenty baskets of red and plump fruits, and the rest are secondary fruits of different sizes or with defects on the skin.

After seeing the good fruits, Shen Mingzhu picked several fruits with his backhand and held them in his hands.

Uncle Guo thought she wanted to eat, so he immediately said he would give her a basket.

Just give it away, but he still said, "It's all for the animals anyway."

Shen Mingzhu: "..."

thank you.

……

Back at Guo's house, Shen Mingzhu asked Pei Yang to wash several fruits and cut them into small pieces with a knife to taste.

Except for some small fruits, the taste of most secondary fruits is the same as that of good fruits, and some even have higher sugar content than good fruits. "Are the secondary fruits for sale?"

Uncle Guo was stunned when he was asked, but his eldest son responded quickly, "Sell it, boss. You give me a price and we'll sell it."

Shen Mingzhu was not familiar with the market, so she thought about it and said, "You guys can agree on a price. If it's suitable, I'll take it together."

Uncle Guo took his two sons and murmured in the corner for a long time, and finally gave Shen Mingzhu a number.

"Two points."

Shen Mingzhu agreed without any hesitation in her heart, but on the surface she followed Uncle Guo's example and took Pei Yang to the side and muttered for a long time before giving the right answer.

"Okay, I'll take both points."

A thousand kilograms of fruit only costs 20 yuan, but it is a windfall for Uncle Guo and his family, enough to pay the tuition for the youngest grandson next year.

Uncle Guo was so happy that he immediately asked Aunt Guo to borrow some tea leaves and give Shen Mingzhu some water to drink.

The person who Aunt Guo went to borrow tea from was the villager who had chatted with Pei Yang before, named Li Tiedan.

Knowing that Aunt Guo lent tea leaves to Pei Yang and the others, Li Tiedan couldn't help but bury her: "It's just those gangster bosses, you make tea for them, why don't you waste my tea leaves!"

Aunt Guo was grateful to Shen Mingzhu in her heart. After hearing this, she couldn't help but defend her, "Nonsense, they took [-]% of my apples and even the second fruit, how could you be so evil?"

Li Tiedan sneered, "Aunt Guo, are you dreaming? I asked them when they came here and they said it was five points. Your old man heard it wrong."

Hearing this, Aunt Guo stopped borrowing tea leaves, turned around and ran home.

……

Shen Mingzhu didn't eat much at noon. She couldn't stop eating the sweet, sour, juicy apple.

Pei Yang saw that she was eating happily, so he also took a piece to eat.

He Tao and Shen Chaobei were standing in a group chatting with Uncle Guo and the two Guo brothers.

Aunt Guo hurriedly ran in the door, stopped, looked at Shen Mingzhu and the other four, and walked up to Uncle Guo with a cold face.

"Old man, let me ask you, what is the price of our apples?"

Uncle Guo replied: "Eight points."

Aunt Guo was stunned, "Why do you think the iron egg is worth five points?"

"Oh, I fooled him..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Tiedan's loud voice came from the door——

"Uncle Guo, you are not kind. You usually come to your door to borrow things and money. How come I haven't borrowed money from you? You just hide your benefits and don't tell them. Is there anyone like you?"

Looking at the sullen Li Tiedan, Uncle Guo's old face turned blood red.

"Tiedan, calm down, it's my fault, I'll apologize to you..."

Li Tiedan's anger could not be calmed down by Uncle Guo's few words, "Huh, come on. If anything happens to your family in the future, don't come to me again!"

After saying that, he left angrily.

At this time, Aunt Guo also thought about it. She regretted that she had caused trouble, but she couldn't help complaining about her wife, "You are serious, why did you lie to him? Is there anything you can't say?"

Boss Guo is a sensible person and stepped forward to persuade: "The dealers outside charge five cents, and our family charges eight cents. When the people in the village know about it, they all come over. What do you want the two bosses to do?"

Aunt Guo glanced at Shen Mingzhu and his wife and fell silent.

Worried about the long nights and heavy dreams, Pei Yang made an immediate decision and asked the Guo family to move the apples to the truck outside the village entrance and load them into the truck.

……

With Uncle Guo leading the way, the group had just crossed the threshold of Guo's house and were going to move apples to the cellar. Li Tiedan led several villagers towards this direction.

Pei Yang immediately pushed Shen Mingzhu back to Guo's house and closed the door with his backhand.

Shen Mingzhu looked at the closed wooden door. Before she could recover, she heard a strange question coming from outside the door: "Uncle Guo, I heard that your boss harvests apples at eighty percent. Is this the case?"

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