The atmosphere in the small square of Ning Village is very warm, and in previous years, it was only during the Chinese New Year or the harvest that there was such an atmosphere. But today, the old and young masters in the small square were talking with great interest, and their faces were full of hope and joy.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost baked, Li Xiao shouted at the top of his voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, I will take you to the fungus production area in a while, and you can pick the fungus there at will." Those who want to go go to Village Chief Ling to sign up. ”

At this time, a strong man shouted: "Brother Xiao, what to do with the fungus that has been picked?"

Li Xiao glanced at him and said, "It's your stuff after picking, you can do what you want, I don't care! Of course, if you don't want to sell it in the town, I can also collect it." ”

"Brother Xiao, how much do you charge?" asked a villager.

"I, Li Xiao, will never treat everyone badly, sixty yuan per kilogram. Li Xiao said lightly.

"Sixty kilograms? Am I right? The town collects only fifty kilograms. ”

"Brother Xiao is righteous. ”

"Now I'm rich. ”

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Listening to the villagers' discussions, Li Xiao showed a smile on his face and said, "Okay, those who are going to sign up quickly." ”

As soon as Li Xiao's words fell, several villagers rushed out of the crowd and wrote their names on the white paper in front of Ling Bingbing.

One of the villagers also asked, "Brother Xiao, is it true that you said that you will harvest 60 kilograms?"

Li Xiao smiled: "In front of so many people and children in the village, can I lie?"

The villager thought about the same reason, scratched his head, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Hearing this, the expressions of some villagers immediately changed, and at the same time, the crowd involuntarily dispersed twice, revealing a path that could be walked alone.

An old man of about fifty or so was hunched over and walked over step by step.

The old man's face was sallow, his triangular eyes showed an unkind gaze, and the facial features on his face were matched to show a mean look.

Seeing this old man, Li Xiao's face instantly became ugly.

In Ning Village, if Li Xiao hates anyone the most, it is not Wang Yu or anyone else, but the old man in front of him.

His name is Luo Sicheng, and he was the village chief before Ling Bingbing arrived in Ning Village.

In Ning Village, Luo Sicheng has been the village chief for nearly ten years, and his reputation among the villagers is quite bad. The most unbearable thing is that this person also embezzled the public funds in the village without permission, and Ning Village was poor enough, but Luo Sicheng was able to build a two-story building, you can imagine how much he has been greedy over the years.

For this person, the villagers dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

It is rumored that Luo Sicheng knows the big bastards in the town, and his influence is not small.

If anyone dares to oppose Luo Sicheng, then the next day there will be gangsters looking for trouble, which makes the villagers hate and fear him. Back then, Li Xiao was still young, and he was beaten by the gangsters found by Luo Sicheng.

Later, Li Xiao became a village tyrant, and after teaching him a few times, Luo Sicheng no longer dared to provoke him, and at the same time, he became a lot more low-key.

It wasn't until Ling Bingbing took office as the village chief of Ning Village that Luo Sicheng moved his nest.

After losing the position of village head, maybe he himself knew that his reputation was not good, so he lived in seclusion and rarely appeared, but no one thought that he would appear, or at this time.

Li Xiao asked angrily, "Luo Sicheng, what are you doing here?"

Luo Sicheng bent his waist, took out a cigarette pouch from his waist, slowly put a few cigarettes in the cigarette holder, and then slowly lit it, and after taking a hard puff, a trace of intoxication appeared on his face.

Pretend!

Li Xiao scolded in his heart.

At this time, Luo Sicheng said slowly: "I don't agree with the villagers going into the mountains to pick fungus. ”

Before Li Xiao could speak, Da Zhuang immediately shouted: "Luo Sicheng, do you think you are still the village chief! Without the position of village chief, how old are you?"

Looking at Da Zhuang, a wisp of resentment flashed in Luo Sicheng's eyes, he snorted and warned: "Da Zhuang, be careful of misfortune coming out of your mouth!"

Da Zhuang sneered, came directly to Luo Sicheng, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "What, you still want to threaten me?"

Luo Sicheng smiled faintly and said, "It's not a threat, but a suggestion" He didn't pay attention to the fire-breathing big man, but continued to say slowly: "Have you ever thought about why Li Xiao told you about the origin of that fungus? Doesn't he know the benefits of eating alone? His purpose is not as simple as you think!"

Hearing Luo Sicheng's incitement, a hesitant expression also appeared on the faces of the villagers.

Indeed, as Luo Sicheng said, Li Xiao said that the fungus production was indeed a bit abnormal.

Ask yourself, if they have such news in their hands, they will definitely hide it and will never take the initiative to say it.

Is there really such a selfless person in this world?

Seeing the suspicious expressions of the villagers, Luo Sicheng looked at Li Xiao and smiled coldly.

Suddenly, Luo Sicheng said in a loud voice: "Li Xiao, there is a kind of you who tell the villagers what your purpose is for doing this!"

Li Xiao stared at Luo Sicheng, if his eyes could kill, Luo Sicheng would already be full of holes.

Faced with Luo Sicheng's questioning, Li Xiao was unmoved, but said calmly: "My purpose is very simple, that is, I want to give everyone one more way to make money." ”

Luo Sicheng snorted coldly: "One more way to make a fortune?

"Although Luo Sicheng is not a thing, what he said is right, if it is not good, can Li Xiao tell us the origin of the fungus? ”

"Brother Xiao is not that kind of villain, he is definitely dedicated to the good of the villagers. ”

"I don't believe there are such great people in this world. ”

For a while, everyone was talking.

Luo Sicheng suddenly straightened up, and there was an aggressive feeling in his eyes: "Li Xiao, do you dare to say that you are all public-minded?"

Li Xiao showed disdain on his face and said: "I, Li Xiao, am not a saint, Luo Sicheng, and all the villagers, I can tell you that I do have selfish intentions, let's be honest, if you give me the fungus, I can earn ten yuan per kilogram." ”

"Ten dollars, doesn't seem like much. ”

"It's not much? 10 yuan a kilogram, 10 kilograms is 100, 10,000 kilograms is 100,000, that's not much!"

"Hey, it's not profitable, I'll just say, Li Xiao can't be so selfless. ”

After the calculation, the crowd was immediately in an uproar.

Unexpectedly, such a price difference alone was enough for Li Xiao to earn a lot of money.