After separating from Zheng Xiaoyu, Chen Daxing returned home with a stomach full of doubts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before entering his yard, Chen Daxing heard a huge noise, and saw that the originally empty yard was now crowded with people.

After everyone saw Chen Daxing come back, they instantly quieted down, and everyone looked at Chen Daxing with a smile.

"What's going on at home?" Chen Daxing finally squeezed into the room, and he asked his mother who also looked at him with a smile.

"It's not that everyone heard that you can sell the grain, so they all came to the house to ask you!" Chen Daxing's mother said that she entertained the people in the yard with all kinds of dried fruits and snacks.

Chen Daxing's father, sitting at the table smoking a cigarette, glanced at Chen Daxing.

Chen Daxing walked to his father's side.

"What should I do?"

"Aren't you going to collect grain, I have already chosen the place, so I will use the assembly hall of our village, and the village chief has promised to give it to you for free."

"Yes, yes." Chen Daxing, the village chief of his village, Chen Youliang, came over and said, "Daxing, if you can really collect everyone's grain, it will also be a great thing of great merit, and our village committee will definitely support it!" ”

Chen Daxing nodded, pulled the village chief aside, and said respectfully, "Village chief, I can find a way to sell the grain, but the price may not be very high, and besides, it's not that you will have money if you pull the grain over, you have to wait until I sell the grain." ”

"That's it." Chen Youliang touched his pointed chin, "Can there be an exact price?" ”

"Millet and corn are 1.5 pounds, and soybeans are 2.5 pounds." Chen Daxing said directly at half the price of the three countries.

"This, that's not low!" Chen Youliang said with an incredulous face, "Although it can't be compared with the price of grain at its peak, but when is it now, let's take millet as an example, you give 5 cents a pound to those grain collection companies, they don't want it, Daxing, the price you gave, they must be too late to be happy." ”

"Well, that's fine."

"By the way, you just said that you can't take cash, and after you sell it, can you give an exact time, such as a few days later, you can get the money."

Chen Daxing thought for a while, "Three days." ”

"Deal, don't worry, I will help you tell everyone about the price and the time to get the money on the radio." Chen Youliang swore and said.

"Then thank you to the village chief." Chen Daxing's father also stood up, he looked at the people outside, and said to the village chief, "Those people outside also ask the village chief to talk about it, and let everyone disperse first." ”

"No problem!" Saying that, Chen Youliang walked out of the door, shouting as he walked, "Everyone dispersed first, dispersed, everyone went home to listen to the radio, and I will tell everyone everything related to grain collection on the radio." ”

The crowd dispersed one after another, but there were still a few people who refused to leave, and they had to chat with Chen Daxing's mother in the courtyard.

Chen Daxing's mother also felt for the first time that she had a feeling of superiority, and it seemed that everyone was echoing her, saying that her husband was good, that her son was good, and that her ancestors were good for eight lifetimes.

It didn't take long for the radio to broadcast what Chen Daxing had just told the village chief. Several people who were still chatting at Chen Daxing's house also hurriedly returned home after listening to the radio.

After the broadcast, the village chief happily brought several village committees to Chen Daxing's house, and asked Chen Daxing to bring a notebook and a pen and go straight to the village assembly hall.

The village hall is a very large and magnificent building, and at the same time very old. It is usually used for funerals or happy events in the village.

From childhood to adulthood, Chen Daxing has two very impressive memories of the City Hall.

The first is that in a village not far from Chen Daxing's family, one year when heavy snow closed the mountain, the assembly hall in that village was crushed by heavy snow. What is even more sad is that when the Great Hall was collapsed, there happened to be a family holding a happy event inside. As a result, not only did the bride and groom all die, but also killed many people who came to drink the wedding wine. It happened two or three years ago.

There is another memory, this memory is relatively old, and even Chen Daxing often feels that this is just a fantasy in his heart. At that time, Chen Daxing should have been three or four years old, and his parents had planted a lot of medicinal herbs, because there were too many of them at home, so they could only pile them up in the Great Hall. In order to prevent theft by others, Chen Daxing's parents and a friend took turns sleeping in the Great Hall to take care of the medicinal herbs.

The City Hall has always been haunted, and legend has it that many people were buried under it during the Anti-Japanese War. One night, it was Chen Daxing's parents' turn to sleep in the Great Hall, the first half of the night was quiet, and in the second half of the night, suddenly, there was a woman's crying in the Great Hall.

Later, Chen Daxing's parents recalled that they both saw a woman in red, and then, there was no more.

This story was learned from Chen Daxing's conversation when he was a child listening to his parents' chat, of course, whether it is true or false is difficult to figure out now.

In the world, those mysterious things are indeed very attractive.

When the group arrived at the Great Hall, a huge pole scale had been prepared, and it seemed that Chen Youliang was still fully prepared.

After arranging for everyone to sit down, everyone began to wait for the grain seller to come to the door.

It's just that after sitting for two hours in a row, no one came to the door, and after waiting for a long time, no one came to the door.

Seeing that Chen Daxing's face was a little embarrassed, the village chief Chen Youliang immediately reassured, "It should be that everyone is bagging grain at home, and someone will come in a while." ”

Everyone waited for a while, and Chen Youliang really got right, two people came, the young one pulled a cart of grain over, and the old one followed behind him.

When the young man had put down the food, he began to quarrel with the old man.

"Anyway, I'm going to sell it, but I don't have any money, and I don't want him to pile up at home, and it's annoying to watch." It was a young man who spoke.

"Stinky boy, your family is a loser, this kind of thing is clearly a collusion between officials and businessmen to deceive our people!" The old man was clearly the young man's father.

"I said, Chen Deng, you are wrong, what kind of collusion between officials and businessmen, you say so, be careful that I sue you for slander. The big stars of the family do good deeds for everyone, collect everyone's food, what a good thing, you have to learn from your son. Chen Youliang educated the old man.

"Nonsense, what slander, anyway, I've lived for so many years, and I haven't heard of people who collect grain first and give money later, and they have always paid grain with one hand and money with the other."

"It's not like the big stars don't have so much money now." Chen Youliang continued to explain.

"That's why I say it's a lie, it's a matter of the white wolf with empty gloves."

Chen Deng, who was righteous and stern, embarrassed everyone present. Chen Daxing had never encountered this kind of thing before, and he didn't know how to solve it.

"You go, you go, you don't plan to sell grain anyway!" Chen Deng's son yelled, "This is my share, and I want to sell him." ”

Saying that, Chen Deng's son Chen Ming came to Chen Daxing, "Daxing, help me weigh it." ”

"Okay, okay!" Chen Youliang immediately called the other village committees to do it.

After everyone was busy for a while, they weighed it out, and Chen Ming had a total of 3,000 catties of millet and 1,200 catties of corn.

Chen Daxing wrote down these numbers in his small notebook, "Brother Chen Ming, millet and corn are both 1.5 a catty, a total of 6,300 yuan, right." ”

"Yes, yes." Chen Ming replied.

"By the way, Brother Chen Ming, do you have WeChat, or you add me WeChat, so that I can transfer the money to you tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning, so soon!" Chen Ming was a little incredulous.

"Yes." Chen Daxing nodded.

"Okay, okay, then I'll scan your QR code."

After becoming friends with Chen Daxing, Chen Ming left happily. Chen Deng was dumbfounded, still not believing what Chen Daxing said, but his heart had begun to waver.

When Chen Ming was selling grain, there were also some onlookers around him, and everyone's hearts were the same as Chen Deng's heart, from the resolute disbelief at the beginning to the slow wavering.