Looking at Liu Xiuying's excited expression, Fang Chen suddenly sighed lightly.

Dongou has left a strong mark in history.

But in people's hearts, it is just like a breeze blowing gently, the wind passes without a trace, and the same madness as Dongou will continue to be staged in later generations, and people's memories seem to be like goldfish, only a short seven seconds!

"Mom, I have this money useful, I can't save it. Fang Chen said lightly, but there was a sense of firmness in it.

Liu Xiuying's excited smile came to an abrupt end in an instant.

She was a little dazed and at a loss, and her eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist, not only because of the interest of 20,000 yuan per year, nor because of the 130,000 yuan, but more importantly, for the first time, she felt that Fang Chen was detached from her palm.

The son who has been following her ass since he was a child and never leaving an inch, crying and calling his mother whenever something happens, suddenly became so strange.

Fang Chen held Liu Xiuying's hand a little apologetically, no way, really no way! In this matter, he really couldn't listen to his mother.

"It's okay if you don't save it, the foundation can only have a few dollars in interest, otherwise, Xiaochen, you give the money to your second uncle, and if your uncle doesn't borrow much, he will borrow 100,000 yuan, and when the time comes, he will return 200,000 yuan with interest!300,000!" Fang Aijun said suddenly, his eyes were scarlet, revealing a taste of madness.

If Fang Chen had 100,000 yuan, he would soon be able to make a fortune and become a millionaire!

That's the real rich man, surrounded by the stars and the moon, and becomes the focus of everyone!

He can be regarded as seeing through those so-called fellow villagers, and if he is rich, he is a master!

Hearing this, Fang Chen immediately smiled, he earned a total of 130,000 yuan, and the second uncle could actually say that he would borrow 100,000 yuan.

"Second uncle, I lent you the money, how can you pay me back 200,000, 300,000?" Fang Chen said with a smile.

"With this!"

As he spoke, Fang Aijun excitedly grabbed the clothes on the ground and trembled.

"The purchase price of these clothes is only eight or ten yuan for one piece, and if I sell them, they will only sell for forty or fifty yuan, which is at least one-third cheaper than their clothes for seventy or eighty yuan each! Everyone will definitely come to buy my clothes!"

"How many people are in Luozhou, there are more than six million people, even if only one of the hundred people buys my clothes, I can earn one or two million, and my clothes can be sold in Greentown, Chang'an and even far!" Fang Aijun waved his hand, his expression was hideous and distorted, his eyes were shining, and he was full of desire for wealth.

He knew that this was his only chance to become a millionaire in the future!

The corners of Fang Chen's mouth curled slightly, he was too familiar with this kind of look, he had set up so many stalls, and he had seen more than money, it was the person who had this kind of look, this was the gambler's eyes!

For the sake of wealth, they dare to sell everything!

The house, the wife and children, and even themselves, what is the promise!

But this is not the point, Fang Chen is now concerned about the price of Fang Aijun's clothes.

"How can your clothes be so cheap?" Fang Chen asked in surprise.

From the nineties and even the 10s, in the past thirty years, the price of clothes has not changed much, and even in the Internet era, after the emergence of a certain treasure, it has become cheaper.

However, what a treasure has reduced is only the price increase of the intermediate channel dealer, and the factory price or the price of the general distributor has been very stable.

There will never be a situation where the purchase price of a piece of clothing is only ten yuan or eight yuan, and the quality and style of the clothes that Fang Aijun brought look very good.

Fang Yongnian, Fang Aiguo, and Liu Xiuying all looked at Fang Aijun and his wife with a peculiar gaze.

Fang Aijun was dumbfounded, his mouth moved twice, but he didn't know what to say, Zhou Cuifang pinched Fang Aijun fiercely before he shut up.

Wu Maocai secretly pulled the corner of Xia Chen's clothes and said softly: "Ninth Master, these are foreign garbage, exactly the same as what I am wearing!"

I didn't care about Wu Maocai's careful thoughts, if I really said it secretly, as for being so loud, Fang Chen said in surprise: "Foreign garbage?"

All of a sudden, Liu Xiuying and the others' complexions changed instantly, although they didn't know what foreign garbage was, but the meaning of the word garbage was still very clear, and it was definitely not a good thing to be described like this.

And Fang Aijun and Zhou Cuifang's faces turned pale all of a sudden, and they said in fear: "This is not foreign garbage!"

Fang Chen sneered, "Such a cheap price, what is it if it's not foreign garbage." ”

Wu Maocai didn't mention this, he didn't think about it in this way, but now, if it's not foreign garbage, how can it be so cheap.

After the reform and opening up, after the windows were opened, there was sunshine, fresh breeze, and naturally flies.

And foreign garbage is a fly that comes in, and it is also a kind of harm, some unscrupulous traders will re-clean some old clothes abroad, and sell them as new clothes to China.

The source of these clothes is usually foreign garbage dumps and morgues, and the clothes are stained with a large number of bacteria, such as: tuberculosis bacillus, plague, cholera and other infectious sources of various diseases. After wearing, people will be infected with various skin diseases or other diseases, and some germs have caused serious harm to large-scale epidemics and endangered human health.

This foreign garbage has been present for a long time, especially in the vast rural areas.

In his previous life, Fang Chen had always wondered, how did Fang Aijun make money, and he made money selling clothes like this?

Now that the mystery has been revealed, it turned out to be foreign garbage sold, no wonder there is such a high profit.

"What is foreign garbage?" asked Liu Xiuying.

Fang Chen explained to everyone what is called foreign garbage.

All of a sudden, even Wu Maocai's face changed, he originally thought that foreign garbage was just old clothes, but he really didn't expect that there were so many germs on it, and they were worn by dead people, he suddenly felt a little itchy and panicked all over his body!

"You two, you two, you actually gave the dead man's clothes to Dad! What are you two trying to do?" Liu Xiuying shouted in horror.

As soon as she thought that the clothes Fang Aijun gave them were actually picked up from the garbage heap, picked from the dead people, and covered with all kinds of germs, she was a little hairy, her scalp was numb, and she had goosebumps all over her body.

Even the eyes that looked at the pile of clothes on the ground changed, and the body couldn't help but take two steps back, as if looking at the source of the plague.

Fang Aijun and Zhou Cuifang hurriedly explained: "There is no disease in this clothes, they are all sterilized by high temperatures, I saw it with my own eyes, it is not sick!

"Either you get out now!Or you throw these clothes out for me!" Fang Yongnian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Fang Aijun and Zhou Cuifang hung their heads, packed up the clothes in the baggage one by one, and put them at the gate.