"Oops! Then I won't argue with you, I have to hurry up and listen to what their views are in today's debate, I can refute it, maybe it will be published in the newspaper tomorrow! ”

The crowd said this, and they all went to the place that the daily newspaper had said was good, and some of them had already spontaneously begun to bring melon seeds and benches, ready to watch a good show there.

And Ye Feng received a lot of "contributions" from the village, and now, the content of the daily newspaper has also begun to be enriched, and more people have been summoned to watch.

On this day, Ye Feng was originally going to accompany Xia Wanyun to the bazaar to buy some cloth, thinking about making some new clothes for Xiaohu Xiaoniu and Yu Tianliu.

What do you think, the stall owner who sells the cloth recognized them, his eyes were wide open, revealing a look of surprise, and he stumbled even when he spoke.

"You, you, the owner of the village, sir..."

Xia Wanyun smiled gently, showing everyone's beautiful temperament to the fullest.

"What's wrong? It's okay, you can say it slowly. ”

"Oh, the owner of the village, you really found a good husband! I didn't want to give back any opinions, but I didn't expect that my husband really published my views in the daily newspaper, so that I could raise my head in front of my family! ”

After Xia Wanyun heard this, she only glanced at Ye Feng, and then the little bird snuggled into Ye Feng's arms, and her eyes were full of gentleness.

Ye Feng naturally hugged Xia Wanyun domineeringly, and laughed completely heartily.

"Hahaha, in fact, I'm nothing at all, if it weren't for your strong support, I don't think I would be able to do this daily newspaper!

The cloth stall owner smiled, obviously very clever, and selected a few good fabrics, which were to be stuffed into Xia Wanyun's arms, and at the same time said with a winkled eyebrow at Ye Feng.

"Ouch, the owner of the village, this is the most popular cloth sold in this season, make a few clothes for the owner of the village, as the hearts of the people of the village."

"Sir, the next daily newspaper, can you publish more of my opinions, I have to go back to show off to that girl in my family, let her say that Lao Tzu doesn't know anything, just sells cloth!"

The words spoken by the cloth stall owner in an angry voice returned to a look of fear of his wife after he finished speaking, making Ye Feng and Xia Wanyun look at each other and smile.

Ye Feng hugged Xia Wanyun tighter, and said to the stall owner.

"Okay, well, then I might as well be respectful, just these cloths, and I can make a few new clothes for the owner of the village."

When the cloth stall owner heard this, this was Ye Feng's consent! Just when he was smiling and about to continue talking, where did he think that Ye Feng's words would turn around, and people would avoid it.

"However, the money that should be given still has to be given, and we are not the kind of people who are lawless when they have money and power."

This sentence not only alluded to the Zhao family, but also made Ye Feng's attitude clear, making the three people present smile knowingly.

The cloth stall owner complied with Ye Feng's wishes, and accepted the silver taels, and just wanted to say a few polite words to Ye Feng, when he heard a cold voice next to him.

"I mean, you're just a bullshit teacher, what's nonsense here?"

Ye Feng looked over and saw Tang Hao with a low complexion, Tang Hao's hand was still spinning darts there, looking ready to go.

"Ha, it's just casual chatter, what's the matter, do you Zhao family even have to manage the gossip on the street?"

Ye Feng will not be afraid of half a point at all, fart! Coupled with the age of his time, he was already the age of his uncle, what kind of person has not seen it, and he will be afraid that he will not be a little child?

This appearance naturally made Tang Hao's teeth itch, and he no longer talked nonsense at the moment, but raised the dart in his hand, and hit the wood used by the cloth stall owner to support the stall with a "whoosh-" sound.

"Ouch, Young Master Tang, what are you doing!"

The cloth stall owner immediately shouted and looked at his wooden pillar with distress, this is the wood he specially begged for, or the pillar that can bless people with wealth!

However, Tang Hao didn't pay attention to it, but threw a cold eye at the cloth stall owner, and swallowed back the words that the stall owner wanted to continue to speak.

After all, the stall owner inadvertently looked back and saw that the toxins on the darts had already invaded the wood, and whoever saw it was not panicked.

Tang Hao snorted coldly, he didn't want to waste time on this cloth stall owner, he turned his head to talk to Ye Feng again, be reasonable, how do you want to turn your head, but Ye Feng and Xia Wanyun are gone, and they don't know where they have run for a long time, so Tang Hao can't help but clench his fists.

"Damn, Ye Feng, I will never let you go!"

He roared so angrily that everyone looked at him, and they all looked like fools, and then shook their heads, especially focusing on their affairs.

Ye Feng took Xia Wanyun's hand and ran on the trail, Xia Wanyun lifted the hem of her skirt and looked back as she ran, until she was even far away from the market, Ye Feng let go of her wrist and stopped.

The two men looked at each other like innocent children, laughing there.

Ye Feng also laughed and teased.

"You say, that little kid saw that the two of us were gone, and he was probably angry like a red tomato!"

As he spoke, Ye Feng gestured with his hand with great interest, which made Xia Wanyun so upright that he couldn't straighten his waist, and suddenly patted Ye Feng's shoulder, and tears came out of laughter in the corners of his eyes.

The two of them were tired of laughing, coughed a few times, and put on a serious appearance, wanting to go home, where did they think, an exclamation sounded next to them.

"Oh, isn't this the owner of the village and Mr."

Ye Feng turned his head and saw a middle-aged man, the man had a mustache and a kind and ruddy look on his face, but his eyes were unusually small, if I had to find someone to describe it, it was very similar to a singer that Ye Feng knew.

Ye Feng could almost recognize at a glance that this man must be a businessman, so he bowed first and spoke almost firmly.

"I don't know what this son is looking for me, what it won't be, cooperation, right?"

The man paused, and Ye Feng was surprised to witness that the man's eyes were actually round, and even the inside of his eyes was flickering.

The man came up and grabbed Ye Feng's hand, and the laughter was so bright, but it turned into a stream of heat and blew on Ye Feng's face.