Looking at the old man's tattered clothes, stooped waist, and carrying a heavy basket, he didn't know how he got to them from a place three or four miles away.
Lin Feng felt sad for a while.
How difficult it is for this old man to carry all this corn on his back.
Why is there not even a single receptionist?
Turning around, I saw that the door to the scorpion breeding base had not yet been opened.
And there is no sun in the east.
Only then did Lin Feng realize that it should still be around five o'clock in the morning.
Just as he was about to speak, another voice suddenly came, "This bad old man, why are you here? Are you here to deliver corn? You don't grow our kind of corn. Boss Lin won't harvest it."
Lin Feng took a look and saw that it was Zhou Facai, the owner of the canteen at the entrance of the village.
Seeing Lin Feng, Zhou Facai quickly stepped forward, took out the cigarettes in his pocket, took out one and gave it to Lin Feng.
He said hurriedly: "Well, Lin Feng, Zhou Jingjing was really wrong that day. She spoke like that, which made you angry. You should be an adult and ignore the villain. Don't be as knowledgeable as her. I can only rely on my corn.
You bought it. Please help me. As for the price, let it be the same as the price you paid for buying other people's houses."
That day, he also listened to his daughter, who had extremely strong self-confidence, and let her make the decision.
Because, his daughter told him that she would be able to sell the corn at a good price.
He thought that Lin Feng had liked his daughter before.
Now when my daughter asks him to do something, she will give him some face.
Little did he know that Lin Feng didn't give him and his daughter face at all.
They were so angry that they dragged the corn home directly.
Later, I saw other villagers picking corn and delivering it to Lin Feng’s house.
He began to feel anxious.
But it’s hard to say it out loud.
I'm afraid my daughter will object.
He understands his daughter's personality very well, and she is a very competitive person.
Of course, this is also because my daughter is a very smart person, so she is so proud and strong.
Today, he took advantage of his daughter's ride to Nanjiang City early in the morning and came here alone, wanting to beg Lin Feng to buy his corn.
After all, his family also planted two acres of corn like this. If no one harvested it, the loss would be huge enough.
Seeing that the poorest, oldest and ugliest gravekeeper in the village was here, he felt bad luck.
After all, it would be very unpleasant to meet such a person so early in the morning.
In his eyes, a person who deals with ghosts all night must be an unlucky person.
Therefore, few people in the village are willing to deal with such people.
"Well, go back, Boss Lin won't buy your corn.
That kind of corn can only be left to you to eat."
Zhou Facai said disdainfully.
The old man pursed his lips and said with some embarrassment: "I have planted several large fields of corn. This year's harvest is good, so I have a lot of corn. I also want to sell some money so that I can weigh some meat and cook it home."
"Come on. You'd better go back. Your corn forest boss won't accept it. Don't bother."
Zhou Facai said with some dissatisfaction.
He also wanted to have a few words with Lin Feng alone.
However, the presence of this gravekeeper made his originally happy mood suddenly turn bad.
At this time, several more old people came over carrying their corn.
Their corn is all junk corn that has been stimulated by hormonal hormones.
As soon as they saw the gravekeeper, they immediately shouted, "Why are you here, you old trickster? Why don't you go back and guard your graveyard?"
"That's right, old man, why are you coming here? This is not the place for you. You can leave. We won't collect your corn here."
"You're so old, why don't you die? It's a waste of the village's food."
"He is more than ten years older than us, and he is still alive. He lives next to the cemetery every day, and deals with ghosts every night. I don't know how he survived."
Several old men in their 60s and 70s mocked and ridiculed the tombkeeper, making him feel ashamed.
He wiped his tearless eyes, glanced at Lin Feng, who was silent, and turned around to leave.
From his point of view, Lin Feng remained silent and did not stop others from opposing him. It seemed that he really did not want to buy his corn.
Therefore, I was extremely disappointed.
In his opinion, dealing with people is far easier than dealing with tricks.
It also makes him more approachable and friendly.
"Wait a minute, grandpa, I've harvested your corn."
Lin Feng immediately stopped the gravekeeper and said.
Then he looked at the old men who had just laughed at the gravekeepers and said coldly: "I'm sorry, I won't harvest any of the corn from you people. Now please go away."
The gravekeeper was confused.
He stood there and stared blankly at Lin Feng.
As for those proud old men, they were all confused.
They never expected that Lin Feng would help this gravekeeper.
It really surprised everyone.
Immediately, Zhou Facai apologized to Lin Feng, "Boss Lin, I'm sorry, I offended you just now. I shouldn't have laughed at this old man. Please forgive me this time. I won't dare to do it again next time."
Unexpectedly, Lin Feng didn't listen to him at all, and still snorted coldly: "Boss Zhou, you are the same way. I don't accept your corn, you can sell it wherever you like, it's none of my business.
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At this time, Sun Weixing and Zhang Heizi all came out from the scorpion breeding base.
It looked like he had just gotten up.
"Satellite, drive all these hometowns away and don't buy their corn in the future."
Lin Feng ordered Sun Weixing.
Then he pointed at Zhou Facai and said to Sun Weixing: "There is also Zhou Facai's corn. Don't buy it. Let his daughter sell it for 40 yuan a piece."
"Okay."
Sun Weixing immediately started chasing people away.
He knew that it must be these blind old guys who had offended Lin Feng.
"Heizi, please order the corn for this old man and buy it for him at twenty yuan a piece. Remember, only his corn is worth this price. Anyone else who gives this corn will not accept it."
Lin Feng ordered.
"I got it, boss."
Zhang Heizi immediately agreed.
The gravekeeper looked at Lin Feng, his old face smiling like a flower.
He grinned and said: "Xiao Linzi, I know you are a good person, you will definitely buy my corn."
"Grandpa, give your future corn to my house. I will harvest it. Also, if you have any difficulties, just tell me and I will help you solve it."
Lin Feng didn't mind the smell of the old man, so he whispered in his ear.
"Okay, okay, Xiao Linzi, you have a good conscience. You have been kinder than ordinary people since you were a child. I have known for a long time that you will definitely have a great future."