Old man: "......"

The old man stared at her, and said flatly: "You are worthy of coming out of the palace." "You can think of testing drugs anywhere.

Feng Nineteen smiled.

When he saw her smile, he felt uncomfortable, and the old man said, "How much ginger do you have, I bought it." ”

It's just a small face, and a thousand taels are given, which is nothing.

Feng Jiu immediately snapped his fingers and said, "It's about sixty catties, according to the market price, it's about forty-five pounds a catty, and it's about three thousand yuan when it's sold." ”

Speaking of the end, there was a pause, how do you feel a little little?

She carried all the way to earn three taels of silver?

She is too little, but some people are too much: "Forty-five and fifty-one pounds? ”

Feng Nineteen nodded: "This is the market price." ”

The old man dislikes it, it's not that he can't afford this money, it's just that he can't see her making her own money, and she makes it so justifiably.

You took a sip of soup, and the old man: "You also said that it was the market price, and it was still this price for your family?" ”

Feng Jiu immediately said: "If you want, I can give it to you for free, not a penny." ”

"Would you be so kind?" The old man was shocked and instantly became vigilant.

Some people can take advantage of it, some people can't take advantage of it, Feng Nineteen belongs to the latter, she is definitely the kind of person you take advantage of her, and she has to get back at least twice as much.

It's ......

Looking at Feng Jiu's official and false smile, the old man put down the spoon and said bluntly, "What do you want?" ”

What did she want?

Hearing this, Feng Shijiu smiled on her face, and thought about whether to be polite and detouring for a second, according to the examples she had seen, those people would be more roundabout, looking tactful and polite...... But the mouth was already one step ahead of the brain, and said, "I want the flower garden at your door." ”

"Flower beds?" The old man was puzzled, "What do you want to do with that?" ”

Something suddenly flashed through his mind, and the old man's face changed, "You don't want to use it to plant your poppies!" ”

"How?" Feng Shijiu said, "A few hundred acres on the mountain are enough to plant." "She doesn't like the little flower bed.

However, it is redundant to use the flower garden to grow poppies, and it is just right to use it to grow ginger.

Feng Jiu tried his best to make his smile warm and kind, and he must make people feel good when he saw it: "I want to use it to grow ginger." ”

The old man snorted coldly, and he was not surprised.

The old man didn't resist it, but he ......, "Don't you have a flower garden in your yard?" ”

If it's just ginger, then a flower garden is enough.

Feng Nineteen wanted to speak and stopped.

The old man narrowed his eyes: "You say." ”

Feng Shijiu said tactfully: "Jiang Xifei." ”

If you want to grow ginger, you must make flower fertilizer, and that thing is okay to sprinkle outside the field and sprinkle it at the door of your house...... Isn't it that when you open the door, you can smell the smell and can't even sleep?

Old man: "......"

When the old man thought of that scene, he was so angry that his beard turned up: "You can't stand that smell, I'll stand it?" ”

Feng 19: "When you get older, your sense of smell will deteriorate. ”

“……”

Seeing that she still wanted to continue, Mu Weiyang grabbed her with a wordless face, don't say it, don't you see that grandpa's face is blue?

She felt that Feng Jiu could attract her grandfather's firepower more than herself, and a few words made people want to kill her.

.

In the end, Feng Jiu did not apply for the right to plant ginger at the old man's door, but the old man still pointed her to a place - the yard of the third child.

The third: "......"

The third child looked at the few people who were busy working in his yard, and his face was cloudy.

Although he is a big old man and doesn't do the elegant things of raising flowers in the yard, it doesn't mean that he is willing to let his yard stink, right?

"You offended him?" Regarding his emotions, Feng Nineteen only asked.

The third child was silent for a moment.

Feng Nineteen patted him on the shoulder.

The third child looked at Feng Shijiu, who was not a few years older than his grandson, rolled his eyes and went out, showing that out of sight is clean with practical actions.

"Grandpa is holding grudges more and more." Looking at his back, Mu Weiyang sighed a little.

Feng Jiu was curious: "Do you know the reason?" ”

"I don't know." Mu Weiyang looked sympathetic, "But looking at the third uncle's face, he himself has no memory of it, so it can be seen that this matter is not big, and he didn't take it to heart." ”

But someone remembered it for him, and even found an opportunity to get revenge back.

Feng Jiu was a little embarrassed when he heard it.

Ginger is not something that is planted in this season, but because it has just been unearthed, and Feng Jiu deliberately stained some soil on it when he dug it, the activity is still there, and now it is buried in the soil, which can deceive ginger.

Mu Weiyang was pulled by her to be a strong man, her white hands were stained with black soil, she was very unhappy, clapped her hands and asked, "Sister-in-law, are you very short of money?" ”

Feng 19: "Since I came back, I haven't had any money." ”

Who would have thought that she was once a rich man with a lot of money?

It's just that she is burying her identity now, and she doesn't know what the situation is in the capital, and she doesn't dare to go to the money bank to withdraw money, so she is very poor.

Ginger is very long, if you plant it now, you will have to multiply twice as much next year, and then you can sell it exclusively to the rich and sell it a little higher.

Next year, if the poppies are planted, they will also be harvested.

Then there will be money.

Thinking of this, Feng Nineteen sighed a little.

It's been a long time since I've been so careful because of poverty, and it's really brain-draining.

Mu Weiyang heard her sigh, and he wanted to sigh too, and said with some concern: "I understand you." ”

Feng 19: "You don't understand. ”

She has money, but she doesn't dare to use it, Mu Weiyang has no money at all.

Mu Weiyang shouted: "I understand! ”

Then without waiting for Feng Nineteen to refute, he said to her: "If you are also short of money, we can do business together!" ”

Feng Nineteen came interested: "Tell me." ”

Mu Weiyang's eyes lit up and said: "I want to sell a book, this is very valuable, one can be sold for two hundred Wen, which is much more profitable than your hard work to grow ginger for a pound." ”

Feng Nineteen admitted, but, "You write? ”

"I want to write too." Mu Weiyang said, "But I'm afraid that my writing is not good, and when no one buys it, we will lose money." ”

"No, it won't." Feng Nineteen said, "Your grandfather is rich. ”

“……”

Mu Wei, who pretended to be in a daze and was actually lazy, sympathized with his grandfather again when he heard this, what kind of sin was created.

"Grandpa doesn't read the script." Mu Weiyang complained, "And if he knows about this, it will definitely ruin our business." ”

Mu Weiyang: "So we don't write, we just resell." ”

Feng Nineteen tilted his head.

Mu Weiyang crossed his fingers and counted for her: "We can go to the bookstore to get the goods cheaply, or buy the books directly from the book writers, and then resell them to those friends I know at a high price." ”

Miss Landlord's friend is naturally also a rich Miss Landlord, and she is not worried at all that her friend can't afford it.

Feng Jiu sympathized with her friend, and then asked sharply, "Are you sure you are doing this to make money, not to meet with the writer to urge the change in person?" ”

“……”