Chapter 121
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This is not too much money compared to the millet in Qingshan Village.
The face of Zhoulizheng was green, and he was already tanned, and his face was so ugly right now.
Zhao Shengru waited for this moment, and walked to Zhou Lizheng with his hands behind his back, "Brother Zhou, although we haven't finished weighing it yet, you can think about it. Our herb is almost twice as valuable as your millet. You can't keep your words from our bets on the road."
"You..." Zhou Lizheng was angry, but he couldn't refute. He won, and he was putting a lot of money here.
"This, Li Zheng, what should we do?"
"Really, that's really a herb."
"Didn't you say it's a pig's feet?"
The people in Qingshan Village couldn't hold on their faces anymore, and even blamed Zhou Lizheng.
Zhou Lizheng was very angry, "The herbs are just herbs. What's wrong? Isn't it just a gambling loss? I'm willing to accept the loss. Let's just plow the fields for them."
Zhou Lizheng wanted to mock Qingquan Village like this, but unexpectedly, the young and old men in Qingshan Village lost their own people. He couldn't even stay here, so he found an excuse and left angrily.
"Hahaha." Many people in Qingquan Village laughed.
He shouted to Zhou Lizheng's back: "What, the people in Qingshan Village can't afford to lose."
In this way, Zhao Shengru also calculated his breath and his mood improved.
After all the herbs were sold, the villagers of Qingquan Village became even happier and became much lighter on the way home.
When they returned to the village, the bet with Qingshan Village spread immediately.
The Zhao family’s aunt can be said to be the main force of communication, and she vividly told everyone about the scene at that time.
When talking about it, the Zhao family aunt felt relieved, "Hahaha, you didn't see it at that time, and the faces of the Qingshan Village were drooping to their feet."
After hearing this, everyone was so happy.
"This Zhou Dawan has been arrogant with us for many years."
"This time I've cured him."
"Relieve it!"
"Hey, are your herbs really that valuable?"
"No, all the money is here. Can you still cheat on you? It's a lot more than planting millet."
"Oh, if I had known this, I would have planted it with you."
"Who said no? Isn't this not planted before? It was the first time I planted it with Jun'an's wife."
"Jun'an's wife is really good at it, she is really capable."
"If we are lucky, it is the Huo family. These days are booming, and we can't catch up with them even if we step out."
These praises revolve around her, and Shen Wanniang didn't know how to react.
"My wife, we also want to plant herbs next year, so you can take us to plant them."
"We planted too!" Others followed closely.
"Okay." Shen Wanniang agreed happily, "I am also the first year of planting. Anyway, we are from the same village, so you will make a fortune with one dollar."
"That is, the water will not flow to outsiders' fields!"
Zhao Shengru stood outside the crowd, watching Shen Wanniang get into a group with the people in half of the village, and couldn't help but sigh to Huo Junan in a low voice.
"Jun'an, I think your wife is more suitable to be a real lady than me."
Huo Junan was helpless, "Fortunately she is a woman."
"Luckily it's your woman."
Huo Junan smiled but said nothing.
"What herbs should we plant next year? Will this arid Pinellia lunar next year be so valuable?"
The big guys were having a lot of talk.
Chapter completed!