Bian Rui went over to take a look and found that at the gate of the first house at the entrance of the village, that is, at the gate of the courtyard of his eldest nephew's house, a man about thirty years old who was tied his arms behind his back was squatting on the ground.

As for whether he was beaten or not, it goes without saying, how can it be possible if he doesn't get beaten if he steals a dog, now he can see that the person is already interesting enough for him.

Bian Rui looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt that this person was a little familiar?

"Guys, I'm really not stealing dogs, I'm here to buy ginseng, you misunderstood me, everyone listens to me......" The man whispered to defend himself.

Bian Rui knew that this person had been beaten and scared when he saw it, and the normal reaction of ordinary people should be loud at this time, but this person was careful when he explained, obviously afraid.

"More quibbles?!"

One of Bian Rui's nephews stretched out his finger and pointed at the man, and then went up and kicked the man directly to the ground.

"Dude, it's really not me! I just saw a bag on the side of the road, I thought it was strange, it was actually a bag of buns, I was about to find the lost owner here, you came here, I said brother, it's really not me! I have nothing to do with your dog. I said that I came here to collect ginseng, and I am not going to make money with others...... Hey, don't fight, don't hit ......".

Bian Rui looked at the man, and his brain was in a hurry, and he finally understood why this person felt familiar, isn't this the guy who asked Bian Rui in the toilet with the rental company last time Yan Lan gave birth.

"Where are you?" asked Bian Rui.

"I am from Linfu and now work in Mingzhu. Brother, I'm really not a medicine dog, we have no grievances in the past and no enemies in the near future, what am I doing with medicine your dogs?......".

This person hasn't recognized Bian Ruilai yet, and he doesn't seem to think that Bian Rui is anything familiar.

"Why are you here?" asked Bian Rui again.

Bian Rui thought to himself that he would not be at home to take care of his daughter-in-law, what are you doing to us?

The one who was squatting on the ground opened his mouth and said: "I used to know a person, and now the business of ginseng here is now, I thought that I would also run here to collect some ginseng and sell it to the pearl side, and make a little difference or something, who knew that I would not receive ginseng at all when I came here, so I thought about running to the village to ask ......."

Bian Rui understood, and dared to love that the friend who saw the rental car made a fortune by relying on the ginseng, and then he was a little red-eyed, and he was ready to come over and go back to make some money with some ginseng, but he didn't expect to come for almost four or five days, and he received more than a pound of ginseng, not that he had no money, but that no one sold him at all.

Once an industry makes money, it will soon spontaneously form an industrial chain, although it may be close, but these old practitioners rely on this to suppress new entrants, so as to ensure their profits. As soon as he heard that this thing was making money, he immediately brought a sum of money and rushed in, which was the same as going to Datong to buy coal. Datong's coal is cheap, but if you want to ship it back to your own territory, the twists and turns are not something you can solve.

"Come to the ground to collect it, you can get something by just running around like this?"

The kid looked at the man curiously, and it was obvious that the kid had a little faith in what he said.

"What if I don't come to the land to collect it? I came here with 600,000 yuan, and now I have received a catty, and I have already spent 300,000 yuan, and if I can't receive ginseng, I will have to pay back 300,000 yuan. There is also the possibility of turning over after receiving ginseng, if I can't receive ginseng, then I can only ...... Hey!" The man sat down on the ground and began to wipe his tears.

"Uncle, this person ......."

As soon as Bian Rui looked up, he found that the eldest brother in his life, that is, Bian Rui's lobby brother, had come over, so he smiled at his cousin.

"Dog stealer, why don't I look like it?"

Hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said, "I'm not a medicine dog's ......."

"Okay, what about the medicine dog like him, you have found the wrong person," Bian Rui's lobby brother said.

"No, uncle, when we met him, we found a few buns in his bag."

Bian Rui's lobby brother said: "You boys, you carry the bag on this person!"

Everyone didn't understand, but when everyone followed it, they finally found the problem, because the person sitting on the ground in a formal suit, now in such a hot weather, is not wearing sandals, and the bag is obviously an ordinary bag here, usually a canvas bag brought by a fifty or sixty-year-old man in the village, and with two handles, this thing is a young man who puts the pearl on his back, maybe it is fashionable, but here is a small bag that normal ordinary people use casually, and you can buy one for five yuan.

"It's true, it doesn't match this dress."

A group of half-grown children suddenly realized.

"I'm sorry, these boys are a little impulsive" Bian Rui's lobby brother pulled the man up from the ground with a smile and comforted him.

While speaking, Bian Rui's lobby brother was still observing the man, and seeing that the man's reaction was as he expected, he had a smile on his face.

Bian Rui knows Brother Lobby's thoughts, don't look at Brother Lobby's side of the serious and white and pure Sven appearance, in fact, he is a 'Sven scum' in his bones.

Of course, this is a joke, it's about my cousin's side, don't look like you're bullying, but the ghost idea in my heart is right, I'm the best at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and when I was in school, I didn't know how many teachers I deceived in the fight, so that the teacher felt that he was the victim.

If the man squatting on the ground showed a little indignation, Bian Rui's cousin might not be able to give him the matter of the medicine dog.

Bian Rui looked at the man who stood up, and suddenly had an idea in his heart, thinking that the person in front of him was not the best agent, and there were still many baskets of ginseng in his space, so he had to change an asphalt road to the village.

Now the road from the village gate to the three-way intersection is really good, but it is a bit narrow, and it is not better to replace it with a two-way four-way? Otherwise, it is good to repair the road in the village, and now the green stones in some places are broken, and then pave it to their own side with a new one, and strengthen the small stone bridge, so that their cars can be parked at the door, which is also a good thing.

"Uncle Nineteen, Uncle Nineteen, what do you want?"

Bian Rui heard someone calling him, and when he turned his head, he found that there was a little girl left beside him, and the rest of the people followed the man, probably to see the excitement.

Bian Rui reached out and gently twisted the little girl's cheeks, and then 'touched' a box of yarrow from his pocket and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl is still strange, where can Uncle Nineteen hide such a big box of potato chips, but as soon as she smells the potato chips, the little girl forgets about the doubt.

Bian Rui spread his feet and went to the grandfather's house, preparing to let the grandfather come forward to do these things.

Whether it is oneself or others, it is better to let the village come forward to do business with the man,

I trotted to the door of the courtyard of my grandfather's house, and stood at the door to find that the old man and the old lady were preparing to eat.

The grandfather was shirtless and wore gray cloth pants, no different from other old farmers, just sitting firmly next to the small square table, and the grandmother opposite was also a broken vest and wearing big flower pants.

The old couple's dinner at night is very simple, that is, gruel with small pickles, not even steamed buns, this porridge is called rice tea in the old house of Bian Rui, and you can see the figure of the boiler.

"Little Nineteen, what happened? What did you find?"

The grandfather asked when he saw Bian Rui standing at the door.

Bian Rui said: "No, I have something to discuss with you."

Bian Rui went directly into the courtyard.

Grandpa listened here, stood up from the table and stretched out his hand to the hall: "Go, follow me inside, it's cooler inside, see you sweating profusely."

Bian Rui then followed his grandfather into the hall.

To be honest, the grandfather's hall is not very cool, the only cool object is an electric fan, or that old-fashioned, now the child must not be seen by many people, the blades are all iron, fixed together with a few wires, the back of the head is a motor, if this thing is placed in the big city home the owner is emotional, put here it is an electric fan.

The old man took the plug and plugged in the power supply, and the electric fan just turned up, and it was not quiet, but buzzing, and the guy was like a swarm of bees flying next to his head, it was too high!

Bian Rui whispered about the matter of his side.

"What?" the grandfather was stunned.

Although the old man has never been anywhere, but what is happening around him still can't escape his ears, and he naturally knows the price now, not to be accurate but not far from ten.

"So much ginseng?"

Bian Rui said: "Well, my master stayed, and when he left, he told me that if this thing is valuable, he will repair the road to the village and replace the broken stone slabs with ......."

Bian Rui naturally said his thoughts in the mouth of his ancestor.

The eldest grandfather sighed when he heard this: "Our village owes the old Daozu too much, and I think about the affairs of our village before leaving, and I don't know where this old man died ...... the younger generation."

Bian Rui listened to the grandfather's chatter and missed the ancestor for a few minutes before asking, "Do you think this ginseng can be sold for money now?"

"Now this ginseng price, if the quality of the ginseng is really as you said, it is not only valuable, it is quite valuable! At least this number must be this number!" the old man flipped his palm twice.

Bian Rui said: "I have an idea, we can't sell it openly, because Zhou Zheng is not doing this with a group of friends, and our village is doing ...... like this."

The meaning of Bian Rui's words is that the ginseng in the village is sold secretly, don't make too much noise.

This idea is too much for the old man's appetite, how old are they, where do they still have any showy heart, when they heard Bian Rui's words, they immediately roughly agreed with Bian Rui's opinion, but in the end, this matter has to be discussed by the old people, Bian Rui is still too young after all.

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