Jiang Xiaofan suddenly felt unhappy. Although the farmer's market was open all day, the peak period of active trading volume was from morning to noon.
Excluding the time he spent on the road, there is still an hour left. The longer the time goes by, the fewer people will be in the market, and it may not be able to sell it for a day.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaofan knocked on the table hard: "I will go through the temporary stall procedures..."
Zhao Tiejun was watching in fascination when he was suddenly interrupted by Jiang Xiaofan, who immediately scolded him angrily: "Why are you urging me? You are in such a hurry to reincarnate! The temporary stall costs 100 yuan. Pay the money first, and you can get the number plate in the drawer yourself."
Jiang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and quickly reminded: "I'm renting a temporary stall, just for one day. Is it wrong to charge 100 yuan?"
"That's right!"
Zhao Tiejun glanced at Jiang Xiaofan's woven bag and said confidently: "Today's temporary stall in the farmer's market is only 100 yuan, you can rent it or not."
Jiang Xiaofan immediately became angry when he heard this. According to this charging rule, those farmers who come from rural areas to sell vegetables may not be able to cover their stall fees even if they sell vegetables for one day.
He pointed to the charging notice board on the wall and asked: "The charging rules are very clear. Temporary stalls are ten yuan a day. Why do you charge one hundred yuan?"
"Just because I am the person in charge of the farmer's market, I have the final say on this three-acre land!"
As he spoke, Zhao Tiejun picked up the pen and changed the charging rule to one hundred yuan with a big stroke. After throwing away the pen, he said jokingly: "Now the rule is one hundred yuan. Do you want to rent it? If you don't rent it, you can take it home to yourself."
Eat."
He stared at Jiang Xiaofan triumphantly, as if he was convinced of him.
Zhao Tiejun often used this trick to extort farmers who came into the market to sell vegetables, and then gave the money to the female anchor in the live broadcast room. When he heard the female anchor say his name and thank him, he felt as light as if he had taken an elixir.
When he thought of that sizzling sound, his whole body felt as hot as fire.
Jiang Xiaofan was so angry that he clenched his fists and wanted to rush forward and smash Zhao Tiejun's face.
However, seeing the blush on Zhao Tiejun's face, nine bamboo sticks suddenly appeared in Jiang Xiaofan's mind. One of them said: I am weak and I am a man in vain. I am destined to have no children and my marriage will be broken.
"Is this witchcraft?"
Jiang Xiaofan knew that the witch god inherited the witchcraft, which used facial expressions, bone touching, birth dates and other methods to predict a person's future fortune and misfortune. Judging from these two sentences, Zhao Tiejun was afraid that he was deficient in that aspect, because the child's problems would
Cause the marriage to break up.
Jiang Xiaofan's anger subsided a little, and he picked up the woven bag and was about to leave. He hesitated and advised Zhao Tiejun: "Watch less side broadcasts in the future, otherwise the fire of yang deficiency will destroy your property and your home, and your body will be destroyed in five years."
Already."
He originally didn't want to pay attention to Zhao Tiejun, but when he remembered the sorcerer's heart mentioned by the old man in his dream, he somehow felt compassion.
However, Zhao Tiejun didn't appreciate it at all. He lowered his face and said fiercely: "Mudleg, you dare to curse me? Believe it or not, I won't let you out of the farmer's market today."
Jiang Xiaofan snorted coldly: "Your steps are weak, your muscles and bones are weak, and your nose is red with black air. It is a typical case of severe kidney yang deficiency. If I am not wrong, your left kidney will hurt continuously every morning, and you will not stay in bed for a long time.
More than ten seconds."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Tiejun's expression changed drastically and he looked at Jiang Xiaofan in disbelief: "You, you are talking nonsense..."
Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofan knew that he was right, and continued to talk eloquently: "Your vagina on both sides is sunken, the flesh is thin and exposed, and there are black spots on the right vagina. It is due to the fire of Yang deficiency. In less than three days,
The marriage will break up."
After saying this, he was a little shocked. He didn't expect that he had mastered so much fortune-telling knowledge without knowing it.
Zhao Tiejun was stunned. It took him a long time to react, and he said angrily: "You're trying to trick me behind my back?"
"You can forgive the evil you do by God, but you can't live with it if you do it yourself, so just take care of it." Jiang Xiaofan said this and walked away.
"Stop! Tell me clearly..." Zhao Tiejun suddenly became anxious and grabbed the walkie-talkie on the table to call someone.
At this time, his cell phone rang. When he saw the caller number, he immediately answered the call: "Hey wife, I'm at work - divorce?! No, my friend introduced a famous doctor. I'm going to see him in the next two days... We will
If you have children, I will be fine... Hey! Hey!"
Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Zhao Tiejun's head buzzed, and he felt like the world was spinning, and his whole strength seemed to have been drained away.
The little farmer really got it right. His wife called him and wanted to divorce him... But how did the little farmer know?
Can you predict the future just by looking at your own face?
Moreover, he had been suffering from kidney disease for many years, and even the doctors in the city were helpless. The little farmer didn't even check for a pulse, but he was able to identify the root cause of the disease at a glance. Even if he could hold on for a few seconds, he said he was right.
Master? Miracle doctor?
Zhao Tiejun finally came to his senses, decided that Jiang Xiaofan was an outsider, and hurriedly ran out of the office.
He is able to achieve his current position entirely because of his relationship with his wife and family. If his wife divorces him, the consequences will be unimaginable.
He must find the little farmer just now. Since the other party can see his kidney disease, he must also have a way to treat it.
But there is an endless stream of people in the farmers' market, where is the other party anywhere?
As the person in charge of the farmer's market, Zhao Tiejun felt that there were too many people in the market for the first time.
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After Jiang Xiaofan left the management office, he walked around the market with the goose egg fungus on his back.
Since he couldn't set up a stall, he planned to try selling it to stall owners selling wild products. The worst he could do was lower the price.
Without Zhao Tiejun as a chamber pot, could he still be suffocated to death by urinating?
Jiang Xiaofan asked questions at each stall, but before he could take out the goose egg mushrooms, the stall owner impatiently waved him away.
After selling to seven or eight vendors in a row, no stall owner was willing to look at his goods. On the contrary, they thought he was here to cause trouble.
Jiang Xiaofan sighed, it turned out that selling things was so difficult. You can imagine how difficult it was for his father to sell tomatoes in bulk last year.
There were still two mountain goods stalls left in the market, and Jiang Xiaofan decided that if no one bought them, he would try his luck in the county community and a restaurant.
He walked to one of the mountain goods stalls and saw a woman squatting on the ground with her back to him, her buttocks squeezed almost out of shape, as if her thin pants would burst at any time.
Jiang Xiaofan stopped subconsciously and heard the woman's clear and sweet voice: "Boss Liu, 20 yuan per catty is too expensive. The last time I came here, the price was not at this price."
"This is an authentic wild mushroom. It is highly nutritious and tastes good. It is definitely worth the money." The stall owner surnamed Liu is a fat man who smiles like a Maitreya Buddha, but his triangular eyes keep glancing at the beauty.
As if aware of the other party's eyes, Su Yunhe stood up and frowned: "If it's really wild, it's easy to tell, but this is cultivated. The most I can give you is 12 yuan per catty."
"Hehe, Boss Su has good taste."
Fatty Liu was not embarrassed after being exposed. He laughed: "To tell you the truth, I charge you as much as you want for 20 yuan per catty of wild mushrooms. This is the current market price."
Is the market price of wild mushrooms so expensive?
Jiang Xiaofan was surprised. He knew that Zhao Ying was buying in Laowan Village, so he gave the villagers 5 yuan per catty.