For three days, a large truck truck full of wheat bran would be transported to the chicken farm every day.

Yu Dabao and several workers were tired from unloading every day, and Yu Dabao accidentally sprained his waist, so Liu Qing went to the village clinic to prescribe a plaster for Yu Dabao.

On the night of the third day, a series of muffled thunder rolled in from the sky, bursting the entire Lilac Village, followed by a torrential rain, and it rained all night.

An autumn rain and a cold.

Early the next morning, the sun was shining, Yu Tingwei stretched her waist and came out of the chicken farm dormitory, and Yu Tingwei, who was cold and cold, sneezed several times in a row.

"Grandma, who's nagging me behind my back?"

Yu Tingwei muttered to herself, wiped her nose and turned back to the house to put on a coat.

"Is Director Yu here?"

As soon as Yu Tingwei entered the house, she heard a familiar and disgusting voice coming from the gate.

"Xiaofeng, it's the lame king who is here!"

Liu Qing ran in excitedly and told Yu Tingwei.

"I hear it all. Yu Tingwei smiled with a scheming face, "Just let him shout at the door for a while, and I'll wash up first." ”

"Okay!"

Seeing that the fish was hooked, Liu Qing was not so anxious, and waited for Yu Tingwei to clean up this cripple.

After Yu Tingwei freshened up and dressed up, she came to the courtyard leisurely, and the lame man was still calling at the door, and his voice was more desolate than the other.

"Brother, open the door and let the dog go!"

Yu Tingwei crossed her arms around her chest and stood in the courtyard, and her posture was majestic.

"Good. ”

With an order, Yu Dabao pulled down the deadbolt and opened the door.

"Oh, Xiao Feng! No, no, no, it's Director Yu. You're finally open the door. ”

Seeing the door open, Wang lame limped, bared a mouthful of yellow teeth, and walked in with a nodding head.

"Woo Woo ......"

Before the lame man had taken a few steps into the courtyard, he saw a big black dog rush out and come straight to him.

"Oh, Mom, why are there dogs?"

Wang Cripple turned around in fright, but Yu Dabao had already closed the door again.

"Woohoo!"

Seeing that the black dog was about to catch up with him, the lame king was so frightened that he had nowhere to hide, so he could only circle around a few willow trees in the yard.

"I said Director Yu, you have tethered the dog well, what can you do if you bite someone. ”

The lame king shouted while going around in circles, wanting to climb the tree, but his legs and feet were not good, and he tried several times without success.

Seeing that the dog had taken off one of Wang's lame shoes and torn off his clothes, Yu Tingwei and the people in the chicken farm were amused by Wang's lame appearance.

Just when Da Hei was screaming to bite Wang Cripple's ass, Yu Tingwei put her thumb and index finger in a circle and put it in her mouth and whistled loudly.

"Big Black, come back!"

Da Hei heard the whistle and immediately stopped obediently, wagged his tail and turned around and ran in front of Yu Tingwei.

"I'm sorry, Boss Wang, the tutor is not strict, it scares you. ”

Yu Tingwei stroked the dog's head and said lightly.

"No, it's fine. The lame king held on to the tree and snorted, "It's a shame that my legs and feet are quite neat, otherwise I would have to be bitten by a dog." ”

When Yu Tingwei heard this, she almost didn't laugh out loud, "I don't know what Boss Wang is doing here?"

"Hehe, it's not for this wheat bran," Wang lame teeth bared, patted the ash on his feet and put on the shoes that had been removed, "I was not good before, you said that you live in a village, why should I embarrass Feng girl, seeing that it is cold this day, and there is no place to collect wheat bran anymore, I am thinking about giving you my wheat bran cheaply, it doesn't matter if I make money or not, the key is that Feng girl, your chicken farm can't go without feed for a day, right?"

"Yo, then Boss Wang is really kind," Yu Tingwei sneered, "I don't know how much Boss Wang's wheat bran costs for me?"

"Hehe, I know that your chicken farm has not yet made any money, your Uncle Wang and I are easy to talk to, and you also know that I collect a dime and a catty, just like that, you add another point, a dime, I will give you all the 15,000 gold wheat bran at home, which is enough for you to eat on this chicken farm for a winter." ”

Wang Cripple said generously, as if he had given Yu Tingwei a great favor.

"A dime?"

Yu Tingwei touched her chin and frowned.

"Ah, how's that?"

Wang Cripple turned a pair of small eyes the size of mung beans and looked at Yu Tingwei with expectant eyes.

"One dime is too expensive," Yu Tingwei shook her head, looking embarrassed, "The wheat bran we just harvested two days ago was collected for three cents." ”

"So, do you think I'm eight points?"

As soon as he heard Yu Tingwei's words, Wang Cripple cut the price by three points with a sad face.

Yu Tingwei pulled a cart of wheat bran into the chicken farm every day for the past three days, and Wang Cripple saw it in his eyes. At first, the lame man didn't believe it, but then he inquired again and again, and it was wheat bran.

Before Yu Tingwei's divorce made Wang Cripple lose a lot of face in the village, Wang Cripple always held a grudge, seeing Yu Tingwei buying wheat bran, he took revenge, took the opportunity to raise the price of wheat bran, monopolized the wheat bran market, and when Yu Tingwei couldn't receive wheat bran, he could only buy his own at a high price, and then knocked Yu Tingwei hard.

What Wang Lame never expected was that there was no wheat bran to collect, but Yu Tingwei didn't know where to get wheat bran, and it was still so low, what did he do with the 15,000 catties of wheat bran.

The most important thing is that the sudden autumn rain last night will not cover the wheat bran to the heart, if he does not transfer the wheat bran again, the mountains of wheat bran will be all moldy.

"Eight points?" Yu Tingwei twitched a little face, still very embarrassed, "No, I've already collected enough wheat bran." ”

"Boss Wang, you have also seen it, I am also 10,000 catties, enough for our chickens to eat for a winter. ”

Yu Tingwei turned around and pointed to the full sacks in the warehouse for Wang Cripple to see.

The cripple man cried and snorted, I don't know what to do, I really lifted a stone to hit my own feet!

"Xiaofeng, is this okay? The lame king stretched out a slap, "I'll lose half of the price for sitting on the ground, and you can take all five cents, how about it?"

The king is lame, this wheat bran is drenched in the rain, if you don't dispose of it quickly, you will have to rot all at home, not to mention five cents and a pound, not to mention that even a child will not be able to recover it.

"Hey, Boss Wang, it's not that I'm not kind, I've really collected enough, I guess you have also seen it, what about the three major trucks, it's really ...... Otherwise, you can ask somewhere else. ”

Yu Tingwei waved her hand and sent off the guests.

"Yes, Boss Wang, you can sell it elsewhere, it's good to collect it for a dime and a catty, and it's not good to lose money if you sell it. ”

Liu Qing helped people on the side, and Yu Dabao went to open the door.

"This, this...... I ......"

Wang is lame, grinding and chirping and refusing to leave, his face is more ugly than eating.

Yu Tingwei raises chickens in these ten miles and eight villages, and besides, the wheat bran has been drenched in a lot of rain, who do you let him sell to.

"Hey, Xiaofeng, you can do it, just take this wheat bran!"

Wang Cripple's eyebrows drooped, his mouth was grinning, and he didn't sell Guanzi anymore, he figured it out, he had fallen into Yu Tingwei's trap, and he admitted it.

"Yo, what kind of play are you playing?" Yu Tingwei's mouth twitched, "I didn't let you sell it, but don't wronged yourself." ”

"Xiaofeng is Uncle Wang this time, because Uncle Wang can't get over the divorce, he deliberately wants to knock you off, but I didn't expect you to be so capable, I have collected the wheat bran in these ten miles and eight tuns, you can still get wheat bran, this time I Wang lame admit it, you can help, no matter how much money it is, you help me deal with this wheat bran, don't let it rot in my house." ”

The lame king completely confessed, and the 15,000 catties of wheat bran totaled 1,500 yuan, and he the lame man pleaded in.