The mysterious disappearance of half of the wheat in the field is puzzling.

Not to mention that the guests felt strange, but the staff of the program team were a little dumbfounded.

How can you ...... when one night passes?

"It can't be cut by the villagers, right?"

Ding Yanlun asked.

The director picked up his mobile phone and called the village chief, and soon there was news.

"No, the village chief asked, but no one cut it."

So what's going on?

It can't be that Maizi runs away with long legs, right?

Gu Qingluo pointed to the granary in the small courtyard: "Let's go over and have a look."

Han Rui entered the wing room with her.

When I entered the door, I saw that the landlord of the wing room was full of a large pile of wheat.

This is still the threshing wheat after being cut. z.br>

"Come and see."

Han Rui shouted.

The other three people came running to see.

"Who helped us?"

"Which kind-hearted one?"

"There are still a lot of good people in the world."

"If only I could help us all cut it all."

Gu Qingluo went to the director: "Let's weigh it and see how many materials we can exchange."

Director:......

How do you say that?

Doesn't count? The wheat is all cut, and if it doesn't count, where can they find wheat to cut?

But if it counts, no matter how you think about it, it's a little aggrieved.

In the end, the director had to pinch his nose and admit it.

He had the wheat bagged and weighed.

A scale has been weighed, adding up to a total of more than 3,000 catties.

Gu Qingluo settled the account for the director: "I asked the market, the price of wheat this year is 1.6 yuan a catty, these are 3,580 catties, a total of 5,728 yuan, rounded up, it is 6,000 yuan."

"What?"

The director's eyes widened and he looked Gu Qingluo up and down: "Why are you still alive if you are so fine?"

"Look at what you said, I've only heard of stupid deaths, and I haven't heard of smart deaths." Gu Qingluo smiled and stretched out her hand: "Money, bring it."

The director waved his hand: "Wait, that's not how we calculate, we can't follow the market conditions, we have to follow the rules of the show, these wheat can give you a total of 300 yuan."

Gu Qingluo turned around and left.

The director chased after him: "Do you want to?"

Gu Qingluo glared at him: "I'm not stupid, I'll find someone to harvest wheat right away, what about this wheat, who is it not sold to, why do I have to sell it to you?"

Wei Shengrong heard the quarrel here and walked over.

He listened vaguely, but roughly understood what was going on.

"Dao'er, this is your mistake, we worked hard to cut the wheat and thresh, but you treated us like this, more than 3,000 catties of wheat, you give 300 yuan, and only give a dime for a catty, you go out and ask, how can there be such a thing, it is a big sale of jumping off the building, and it is not sold like this."

Gu Qingluo added: "Jumping off a building and vomiting blood can't be like this."

The director touched his chin: "That's it, add two hundred, a total of five hundred, and give you a gas stove."

Gu Qingluo stepped forward with a smile: "Do you want to bring gas?"

Tong Mai ran over: "Don't fool us, you can't do it without gas."

The director glared at Gu Qingluo: "Bring it, definitely bring it."

"Deal." Gu Qingluo and the director clapped their hands.

Five hundred dollars in hand.

Gu Qingluo looked for Han Rui: "Teacher Han, do you want to go to the market?"

Tong Mai originally wanted to cut wheat, but with such a thing, he was lazy.

"Yes, I'm going to the market."

Ding Yanlun also raised his hand high.

Today there is a bazaar in the town, there is

A lot of vendors come to sell things.

When Gu Qingluo and the others passed, the market was already full of people, and it looked very lively.

There are stalls one by one, and many of them sell snacks.

What kind of grilled sausages, fried skewers, spicy hot, and brown ones, dim sum sellers, and lo-mei sellers.

From this side to the other end, I smelled the aroma of various foods all the way.

Gu Qingluo pointed to the dim sum on the stall, "Teacher Han, let's have this."

After buying dim sum, she wanted to eat grilled sausages again.

Han Rui had money in his hand, and he was quite generous, he bought a roast sausage by himself, and also bought a spicy tang for Gu Qingluo.

Of course, money can't be spent on snacks and snacks, and the bulk of it is to purchase supplies.

There are also some grain, oil and vegetable shops, butcher shops and the like in the town.

Several people split up and quickly bought the ingredients.

The price here is not high, I bought several catties of meat, bought a chicken, bought a fish, and bought rice and noodles, all of which were not spent, and there were about 200 yuan left.

After the things were bought, Han Rui drove everyone back.

Back in the courtyard, Wei Shengrong changed his clothes and went to cook.

Gu Qingluo took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and took some dried fruits and hid them.

In the evening, she went out and called Uncle Song again, took a bag of dried fruits and handed it to Uncle Song: "Hurry up and eat, finish eating and working."

Uncle Song took the dried fruit aggrieved and said while nibbling on the dried fruit, "I was tired last night, can I rest for a day?"

"What do you say?" Gu Qingluo looked at Uncle Song with a smile.

Uncle Song was frightened: "I can still do it, I will do it in a while, and I promise to finish it tonight."

Gu Qingluo nodded: "Less wordy, more work."

After she left, Uncle Song finished eating the dried fruits and went to the ground with a sickle.

After twelve o'clock, Gu Qingluo heard a movement.

She snapped out of the house.

I saw that the director in the courtyard, as well as Han Rui and Tong Mai, were all there.

"Let's go to the fields and see what's going on? I really don't believe I can't catch anyone."

"What if there's no one to help you today?"

"Go and see, see if you don't suffer, if you can catch that man."

"Let's go."

Gu Qingluo was in a trance when she heard these conversations, and then she flashed into the wheat field.

At this time, Uncle Song was working hard to cut wheat.

In addition to him, the dogs and cats in the village were also brought by him, and the dogs helped to carry the wheat out, and the cats were forced to cut the wheat.

In addition, there are also gophers or something called out to help the wheat threshing machine to beat the wheat.

A little demon with so many small animals is in full swing, and he sees that more than half of the remaining half has been cut.

Gu Qingluo hurriedly went over and took the sickle in Uncle Song's hand: "Take these ...... with you Let's go, hurry."

Uncle Song immediately screamed, and the little animals began to scatter and flee.

And Uncle Song also retreated quickly.

As soon as he left, he heard footsteps.

Gu Qingluo bent over to work.

Ding Yanlun held a flashlight, and the light shone on Gu Qingluo.

"There."

Ding Yanlun pointed at Gu Qingluo.

Han Rui ran over: "Why are you?"

Gu Qingluo got up, forced out a sweat, gasped and said, "I just want to take advantage of the cool night to dry for a while, who knows that last night I used a lot of energy, half of it, anyway, I can do it, I will do it all tonight, and it will save everyone the work."

Tong Mai looked at Gu Qingluo's sweaty back, and her eyes were red with emotion: "Then you can't do this, how tired are you."

Wei Shengrong finally came over: "It's all here, let's do it together."

Uncle Song hid aside and watched Gu Qingluo take the credit for him so shamelessly, and gritted his teeth angrily.

How can this human being so despicable and shameless?

Sure enough, what the big demons said was right, humans are too cunning and slippery, and they can't believe it.