The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Six Chapters Blood Spurting People
Zhou Chuzhen's weather has been good this year. If everything is normal, the Lingsu should have a bumper harvest, and more than three or four thousand catties will not be a problem.
But when the wicked Qiao Daqian made a fool of himself, Zhou Chu's Lingsu was saved, but after the tax was finally deducted, the remaining Lingsu was only about 1,100 catties.
But even this limited amount of more than 1,000 kilograms was not easy for Zhou Chuzhen.
Zhao Zhenchang looked forward to the disciple of the gossip heavens.
"Second class?"
The disciple of the gossip Tianmen raised his eyes after hearing this.
He casually opened a bag of spirit millet and looked at it for a few moments.
This level is neither good nor bad. Super sects like Gu Yuehai disdain to buy this kind of spirit millet.
However, for some royal relatives, or small and medium-sized forces, they are still worth acquiring.
The mouth of the bag suddenly glowed with golden light, and the aroma of ripe rice and millet rushed to my face.
The shape of Lingsu is somewhat similar to that of unhulled rice. It has a long strip shape and is full of golden color. It looks good at first glance.
After this batch of Lingsu experienced the river truncation incident, they were still able to reach the second-class quality. Mayor Zhao was still very satisfied.
"This fineness can only be regarded as a third-class product."
The disciple of the Eight Diagrams Tianmen rolled his eyes and said casually.
"Third-class? No, this lord, take a closer look, these are really second-class spirit millet, this fineness, and that quality..."
Mayor Zhao panicked.
Zhou Chu has been planting Lingsu for a year or two, and the quality of Lingsu is still very certain. Mayor Zhao believes that he will never misunderstand.
"I said the third class is the third class. If you have any doubts, you can bring the things back."
The disciple snorted coldly and motioned Mayor Zhao to take the things away.
It is only a second-class spirit millet, and it can't make much money.
That disciple is also black-hearted, and wants to make a profit from it, so that he can fill his own pockets.
Anyway, the Lingzhi Farm is under his control. Besides, apart from the Bagua Tianmen auction and the tax situation, there is no legal way for Lingsu to circulate in the market.
Unless the three super sects including Gu Yuehai would personally come forward to buy Lingsu.
But that chance is slim.
Therefore, the disciple of the Eight Diagrams Tianmen decided that Mayor Zhao could only sell Lingsu to him.
"grown ups……"
Mayor Zhao was at a loss for words.
But if Lingsu is not sold here, it will not be sold.
It is impossible for ordinary townspeople to eat spirit millet, and more than 1,000 catties of spirit millet are not enough for the entire Zhouchu town.
The difference between the second-class Lingshu and the third-class Lingshu is several thousand gold coins... But if they can't sell it, they won't get a single gold coin.
Mayor Zhao thought about the yellow-faced and skinny townspeople, gritted his teeth, and could only grit his teeth and agreed that these batches of Lingsu were the third-class Lingsu.
"Overscale."
The disciple saw Mayor Zhao's expression of anger and suffocation, he snorted coldly, and signaled his subordinates to weigh.
"One thousand and three catties, except for the rotten millet, it is exactly one thousand catties."
Several disciples quickly returned.
"My lord, it's easy to recognize that the second-class Lingsu becomes the third-class Lingsu. But this kilogram is definitely enough."
When Mayor Zhao heard this, he couldn't bear it any longer, and went forward to reason.
"What do you mean, I'm dignified and gossip, and Tianmen is short of two pounds? You go and ask, everyone who sells spiritual plants here is sold according to this price? Tianmen?"
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road.
"Sir, that's not what it means to be small."
Mayor Zhao blushed. He also knew that this was a disciple of the Eight Diagrams Heaven Sect.
You can't get mad.
But this time, the gossip Tianmen is really deceiving people too much.
"Is this old guy dying? He actually quarreled with the people from Tianmen."
"No, this is only a hundred catties. I just saw a village next door that lost a full five hundred catties of herbs."
"This young man is a close confidant of Tianmen's steward Song. He is called 'Goose Plucking'. He is notoriously short-lived. Fighting with him is not seeking death."
There were many people from other villages and towns on the side, and when they saw this scene, they all shook their heads and screamed badly.
This is also the first time for Mayor Zhao to participate in an ordinary auction, and he does not understand the rules here.
"I'm not selling it!"
Mayor Zhao has never suffered such grievances before. "
He saw that there were more and more people around him, and when he looked at Ye Lingyue, he heard the movement and was walking towards him.
He was afraid that Ye Lingyue would be involved in this turmoil.
With the temper of the young lady, she will never let it go. Mayor Zhao is not worried about what happened to him, but he is afraid that Ye Lingyue will be implicated.
The young lady's identity is sensitive, and the Ye family is still waiting for the young lady to participate in the high-level auction. In this case, he must not drag the young lady back.
Mayor Zhao held his breath and was about to bring Lingsu back.
"You buy it if you say it, and you don't sell it if you say it doesn't. Do you think you can fool the Gossip Tianmen at will?"
As soon as the disciple raised his hand, several disciples from the Eight Trigrams Tianmen gathered around him.
Each of them sacrificed the talisman, with a fierce look on their faces.
"Mayor Zhao, what happened?"
Ye Lingyue had already squeezed through the crowd and walked in front of Mayor Zhao.
She walked around for a while before she heard the noise and came over, only to know that Mayor Zhao was in big trouble.
"Little... Ye Fangshi, it's nothing. It's just that there is something wrong with the Lingsu business."
Mayor Zhao saw that a lot of time had passed, and more and more people were watching, lest it would affect Ye Lingyue.
He looked at the gossip Tianmen disciples on the side, he could only grit his teeth and swallow bitter water in his stomach.
"My lord, it's just a small fault, just do as you say."
Mayor Zhao took the overall situation into consideration and thought to himself that he would recognize the loss this time.
"It's what you said, a thousand catties of third-class spirit millet, and the price is clearly marked."
The disciple couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Mayor Zhao's useless appearance.
The second class changed to the third class, and he lost another 100 pounds. This time, he really earned enough money.
"One thousand pounds and three grades?"
Ye Lingyue raised her pretty brows when she heard it, and was about to ask.
Unexpectedly, the crowd dispersed at this time, and someone shouted loudly.
"My lord, don't be fooled. This Zhao Lei is a liar. The batch of Lingshu he sold, let alone the third-class, can't even compare to the second-class Lingshu!"
Seeing that Luo Qing was not in a hurry, he walked out.
"You spray people with blood, these are all second-class spirit millets!"
Mayor Zhao has already held back his grievances, but now he is actually wished. These batches of Lingsu are not even ordinary Lingsu, so he can't hold back his bad breath.
"What? Are all these spirit millets inferior?"
When the disciple of Bagua Tianmen heard this, he immediately became furious, and with a wave of his hand, all the batch of Lingsu fell to the ground.
Immediately, the ground was covered with golden spirits, and Mayor Zhao's face was pale.