"Business is all negotiated, since everyone has ideas, then don't hide them, wouldn't it be good to put them forward?" Cheng Yangyang began to take control of the situation.

Both sides just needed a step down at this time, and they stopped with the staircase, waiting for the next step of negotiations, but despite this, they still acted like no one was convinced.

Maybe all they cared about was this deal, so no one noticed that it was Cheng Yangyang who was in control of the situation at the moment.

Cheng Yangyang turned on her routine, looked at the people in Wangjia Village, and asked, "Village Chief, how much rough noodles do you think the matchmaker should give?"

The flower matchmaker didn't say anything about Cheng Yangyang letting the people of Wangjia Village open their mouths first, because she knew that this deal of half a bag of rough noodles couldn't be done, but she couldn't let go first, otherwise it would seem that she would be a bully.

Now someone has asked for her, no matter what conditions are offered on the other side, if she is not satisfied, she can not admit it.

The big guys on Village Chief Wang's side all bowed their heads and whispered in twos and threes, as if they were discussing how much to want.

In the end, they concluded, "Three bags of rough noodles!"

This result made the flower matchmaker couldn't help but sneer, and also made Cheng Yangyang feel sad, she is worth three bags of rough noodles in this world.

Alas, the world is hard!

"Wang Sanguo, it's dawn, why are you still dreaming? Three bags?

They really dare to open their mouths, from half a bag to three bags, she sold this girl to five bags in the sky, they dare to ask for three bags, when she is a vegetarian?

"How much do you think you can give?" Cheng Yangyang hurriedly spoke, otherwise they would quarrel again.

"One bag, no more!" the matchmaker held out a finger at them.

Her words made the people of Wangjia Village restless again, and they all expressed their disapproval, and shook the empty bowl in their hands, complaining like begging.

"Flower matchmaker, I don't know how much benefit the buyer gives you, how much can you earn from this business?"

Although Cheng Yangyang looked down on them for a village of people to make such a fuss about bags of flour, seeing a group of black and thin people standing there covered in patches, the visual impact was still quite big for her, a person who worked in an agricultural company, and she relented a little.

"How much can I earn, and if I sell you, it's worth three bags of rough noodles, and I give them all what do I eat?"

"Flower matchmaker, don't think we don't know, a girl who is neither deaf nor dumb can change at least five bags of rough noodles, why are you stingy, one person is not satisfied with earning two bags!"

"Then according to your meaning, you haven't raised this girl for a day, so you picked up a bag of rough noodles for nothing, why don't you know that you are satisfied?"

"How do you talk!" the two sides quarreled again, and they couldn't talk properly at all.

Cheng Yangyang is used to reasoning, but now she realizes that she can't be reasonable here at all.

"Shut up!" she yelled at the yelling crowd.

This time, her face was completely blackened.

No one thought that this dumb girl would be angry, and it seems a little scary to get angry, don't look at her skinny and small body, but why does it give people a feeling of oppression?

"You have three bags in Wangjia Village, and you have five bags, isn't it?" Cheng Yangyang pointed at them, "If someone gives you the rice and noodles you want, will this matter be over?"

As soon as she said this, the two sides on the other side nodded subconsciously, there seemed to be nothing wrong with this at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, how is this possible!

"Dumb girl, don't be kidding, what fool would do that? That's eight bags of rough noodles!"

"That's it, what are you kidding!" the people from Wangjia Village chimed in.

"Leave this alone, I'll just ask if you got what you wanted, and you will let me go?"

"We don't care if these three bags of rough noodles are given by the flower matchmaker or whom, as long as someone gives them, then we don't care about your business from now on," said Village Chief Wang.

He didn't think about what Cheng Yangyang's words meant, he preemptively opened this mouth to mean that he could at least keep the three bags of rough noodles and not give the flower matchmaker or others a chance to bargain.

Very good!

Wangjiacun has done it here, and the rest is the flower matchmaker.

The flower matchmaker thought carefully about the meaning of Cheng Yangyang's words, but she couldn't guess what she wanted to do, and she hadn't heard that someone was robbing her of people.

It's just that the five bags of rough noodles are all left, and they don't have to be distributed to the people in Wangjia Village, which is still quite tempting for her.

"Little girl, what do you want to do?" she probed Cheng Yangyang.

Cheng Yangyang is not a fool, she hasn't let go yet, she won't tell her, "Flower matchmaker, leave all five bags of rough noodles, you won't suffer!"

"Who is the one who is making the high price!" the flower matchmaker is still unwilling.

Cheng Yangyang shook his head, this woman can't see the situation clearly, she had the best time to agree to the current situation, if she doesn't agree, she won't get anything!

"Village Chief Wang, redeem yourself with three bags of rice noodles, it can be regarded as thank you for picking me up in the first place", Cheng Yangyang ignored the flower matchmaker, but settled the favor with Village Chief Wang and others.

"As for this dilapidated house and the land under my feet, I will exchange two more bags of rice and noodles, do you think?"

She wants to settle down, and although this thatched hut is broken, it is the only place she can stay at the moment.

Hearing that Cheng Yangyang and the people in Wangjia Village have started to do another business that has nothing to do with her, the flower matchmaker is a little anxious, she has traveled so far today, do you want to return empty-handed?

But it has always been someone else's arrogance that makes her refuse to let go, "Hmph! You really listen to this little girl's bragging, I want to see, who can take out five bags of rough noodles to buy this girl without making any money!"

The flower matchmaker's words broke everyone's expectations for five bags of rough noodles, "Yes, can the dumb girl get a lot of things?"

The people of Wangjia Village began to doubt Cheng Yangyang's words just now, and their eyes looked back and forth at Cheng Yangyang and the flower matchmaker, and the discerning people knew which one to choose at a glance.

"Flower ......" Village Chief Wang struggled for a while, but still planned to bargain with the flower matchmaker again.

But before he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Cheng Yangyang, "The rice noodles I am talking about are not rough noodles, they are white rice!"

The flower matchmaker has completely deleted Cheng Yangyang's plan, and since she didn't give her face three times or twice, then she has nothing to say!

"Ahh

Hearing that Cheng Yangyang was out of white rice, everyone couldn't sit still, and the discussion was louder than the quarrel just now, "How is this possible? Is she crazy?"

Village Chief Wang was also frightened, he looked at Cheng Yangyang in disbelief and asked, "Dumb, dumb girl, what you said is true?"

"As long as you agree, you can inspect the goods immediately", Cheng Yangyang is very confident.