Cai Zhongsheng and her mother-in-law were in the same mood, she said, it is better to release the turtle, and the words are engraved.

Ye Huiqiong supported this opinion, but her son, who was in trouble, did not immediately agree, only said that this turtle was 10 catties, and it cost 1,000 yuan to buy it, and it cost 100 yuan to find someone to engrave it.

Liu Sanjun didn't believe what the mage said, thinking that buying a turtle to release it was redundant and a thankless thing, and he had been indignant in his heart because the black-hearted driver just now asked for more money.

I saw that he took the turtle from his mother's hand again, and his movements were still a little heavy, like a robbery, and he said in a venting tone that he would not let the turtle go and return the turtle to the seller.

His mother had no choice but to follow him to the gate of the vegetable market. He also glanced at the turtle and saw that it had retracted its outstretched head into its hard shell, as if it had sensed a bad omen and sought temporary self-protection.

Cai Zhongsheng, who was holding the baby, also followed, and this time, she didn't want to wait outside the door, as if she was worried that she would be thrown away.

The aquatic product stalls in the vegetable market are arranged into two dragons, and an alley is naturally formed in the middle, leaving customers to shuttle and choose aquatic products.

The ground is always watery, as if it had never been dry, even on a hot day, because many fish are living creatures and must be kept fresh in large and small pots of water.

In addition, the aquatic products from the rivers, seas, lakes and reservoirs near and far are transported by large trucks, sent by small cars, and dragged in and out every day, making the ground of the aquatic product stalls wet, and the air is still filled with a fishy smell that cannot be dissipated all day long.

However, most of the individual stall owners who often do business here are used to it, and they do not feel uncomfortable. It's just that some customers who come less are not adaptable, and they choose goods in this aquatic stall, always reluctant to smell the smell and hold their noses and walk slowly apart, let the water go in many places, and put their feet on the slightly dry parts, so as not to wet the mouth of the trouser barrel, if the trousers are not rolled up.

At this time, Cai Zhongsheng, who was holding the baby, had already walked to the head of the aquatic product stall and was still following behind.

Ye Huiqiong saw that the ground was wet, so she turned around and asked Cai Zhongsheng to stand there without moving.

She walked a few steps, and her son was already standing in front of the fourth aquatic stall.

The stall owner asked him what he wanted to buy, and he spread out the turtle he was holding in his hand and said, "I want to return it, I bought it from you about half an hour ago."

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, and asked a little unhappily, why did you buy it and return it again? Is there something wrong with the tortoise? If there is no problem, the return will be subject to a handling fee, which is 10% of the selling price.

So high? Can it be less? Liu Sanjun remembered that the turtle was worth 1,000 yuan and had to pay a handling fee of 100 yuan, so he felt that he was at a loss, so he asked in a negotiating tone.

The stall owner said resolutely, you don't think you can return if you can't get it.

Ye Huiqiong was afraid that her son would quarrel with the stall owner again, so she played a round and said, forget it, you will refund 900 yuan.

Liu Sanjun glanced sideways at the stall owner, reluctantly, and instead of handing the turtle directly to the stall owner, he placed it on top of a net covering a wooden basin containing several turtles.

The stall owner is trying to take the turtle to weigh it on the electronic scale, to see if it is enough to weigh two catties, if there is a difference, he will find a reason not to admit that he sold it, and there is no return.

When he was about to do this, the stall owner looked down and saw that the turtle had a word engraved on its back, and shouted, "This turtle is not mine, you take it."

This turtle is yours, but I asked someone to engrave it on its back. Liu Sanjun explained.

The stall owner said, that's not good, even if it's the turtle I sold, and you carved a word on the back of the turtle, I won't ask for it, and if you ask for it, you can't sell it, don't you want to trick me?

The stall owner picked up the turtle that was about to crawl away with half a head sticking out of the top of the net cover and stuffed it back into Liu Sanjun's hand, urging, take it away! Take! Don't hurt me.

Liu Sanjun had no choice but to admit it, looking aggrieved and helpless.

Ye Huiqiong said to go.

Cai Zhongsheng, who was standing there with the baby in his arms, turned around and walked towards the exit of the gate of the vegetable market, she thought that the turtle could not return the goods, and if it was not released, it would be time to go home!

But when he walked out of the gate of the bazaar, Liu Sanjun said angrily, I have to return this turtle to the stall owner.

Ye Huiqiong persuaded, forget it! There is a word engraved on the back of the turtle, and if you return it to him, even if the stall owner is the owner, it is indeed difficult to sell, and it is difficult for others.

Cai Zhongsheng saw that the baby in his arms was asleep, so he interjected gently, since the turtle's back is engraved with the name of our family, it is better to send it to the beach to be released.

Ye Huiqiong nodded in agreement, Liu Sanjun was very stubborn and disagreed, saying that he had a way to return the goods and would go to the stall owner later.

Ye Huiqiong asked him what he could do, but he didn't say.

I saw Liu Sanjun walking down the street with the turtle, and she and her daughter-in-law followed, only to find that Liu Sanjun had found the carver who had begun to carve on the turtle's back for him, and he asked the carver to polish the words engraved on the turtle's back.

The carver was a lean old man wearing black-rimmed deep glasses, and when he saw Liu Sanjun coming over with a tortoise, he thought that he had carved a wrong word and asked him to rework, when he knew that this was not the case, he swept his eyes around Liu Sanjun's face, and secretly thought: Is there something wrong with this young man? Isn't it crazy? I was paid to engrave the lettering, and in less than half an hour, I had to polish it.

However, the carver did not say what was in his heart, but only looked repeatedly, and the young man in front of him was quite normal. Then he asked, "Why are you doing this?"

Liu Sanjun said, you don't care, just polish the words on the turtle's back.

That's okay, you pay half the price for starting lettering, that is, 50 yuan, and you can do it if you agree, if you don't agree, I won't take this kind of game work. The carver looked a little arrogant, and he didn't look at Liu Sanjun squarely.

Liu Sanjun took out 50 yuan and shook it in front of the carver, and said repeatedly, yes, don't you just want money?

The carver smiled and replied, I eat here, if I do it for nothing, won't I drink the northwest wind?

As he spoke, he took the turtle handed over by Liu Sanjun, picked up the file, and polished the words on the turtle's back into blurred in a few clicks.

The turtle's back was originally uneven, but now it was much smoother, but the turtle was frightened, not only the head was very tight and deep, but even the four paws were tightened in the turtle shell and did not move.

The carver held it as if he were holding a heavy stone, and when he returned the "stone" to Liu Sanjun, Liu Sanjun stuffed the 50 yuan that was hot in his hand into the carver's hand.

Ye Huiqiong and Cai Zhongsheng stood aside and didn't say a word, but the baby was now in the arms of Ye Huiqiong, his grandmother.

Liu Sanjun held the turtle with no words on the back of the turtle and proudly said to his mother and wife, go wow!

At the aquatic stall in the bazaar, the stall owner who refused to return the turtle had only done a few transactions when he saw the inscription on the turtle's back, and when he looked up, he found that the young man who had not been here long ago had come again, still holding the big turtle in his hand.

He turned his face away and pretended not to see. Soon I heard the young man call his master who sold turtles to return the goods for me.

The stall owner turned his head and replied stubbornly, I didn't say that the turtle with the words engraved on the back of the turtle will not be returned.

The stall owner also pointed to a few empty buckets and basins and said, "My business is good, you see that the turtles, turtles and oysters here have all been sold out, but the customers who sold the goods, which one is like you, and they come to return the goods?" There is no problem with returning the goods, the problem is that you should not return the turtle with the engraved words.

The young man the stall owner faced was, of course, Liu Sanjun, who he was familiar with but also very familiar with.

Liu Sanjun glared at him, took the turtle and pointed at the turtle's back and said, Look, the words engraved on it have all been polished off, this time you should let me return it, right?

The stall owner looked carefully, and as he said, he planned to take the big turtle that he had sold from him an hour ago, and then deduct the handling fee and refund it, but he still didn't want to cheapen the young man.

The stall owner hesitated, looking very conservative, he tapped his finger on the turtle's back, and said, I have an opinion, if you can accept it, return it, if you can't accept it, forget it.

Liu Sanjun grabbed the turtle that was loosened from his hand again, and replied, you speak, you have to be reasonable.