Bai Zirui looked at him and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, what you said means that you are quite critical of our New China. The 10-year storm has just ended. Aren't you afraid that I will report you?"

Landlord Liu's face changed slightly, he pointed to the bed and said with a smile: "Young man, you can't do it. I just said a dissatisfying word during the storm, and I was reformed for three years." At the end of his words, his tone was a bit self-deprecating.

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Bai Zirui said with a half-smile: "Uncle Liu, I heard that it's not you who is suffering, but your father!"

Landlord Liu asked with a surprised look on his face: "Young man, how do you know so clearly?"

Bai Zirui said calmly: "Uncle Liu, your father's name is Liu Delu, right?"

Landlord Liu replied with a confused look: "Yes! What's wrong?"

"Uncle Liu, listen to me reading a passage to you! Liu Delu's work is slow and he has to live on three meals of millet a day. Don't even think about drinking sesame oil..." Bai Zirui read out a jingle with a smile.

Landlord Liu quickly interrupted Bai Zirui before he could finish his words. He asked Meng Xiaoxing angrily: "Xiao Xing, your Uncle Liu never provokes you! Why did you treat our family like this?"

I can just shake things out casually!"

Landlord Liu thought that this young man was from the city, and Meng Xiaoxing must have told him about his family affairs, otherwise how could he know about the affairs in the countryside.

Meng Xiaoxing was also puzzled. She had never told Brother Zirui about Landlord Liu's father. Besides, this was the first time she heard this jingle. How did Brother Zirui know? Now is not the time to think about this.

Meng Xiaoxing faced Landlord Liu's question and quickly defended herself: "Uncle Liu, I never said this. Besides, this is the first time I heard this jingle!"

Landlord Liu couldn't believe what Meng Xiaoxing said after hearing what he said. He sneered and said: "You girl, it's not how you said this young man knew this. Could it be that I am telling embarrassing things about my father everywhere!"

Meng Xiaoxing was so unjustly accused by Landlord Liu that she jumped up and down and said with tears in her eyes: "Uncle Liu, it's really not me who said that." She looked at Bai Zirui pitifully, hoping that he could clarify it for her.

Bai Zirui couldn't bear to see Meng Xiaoxing's pitiful and helpless look. He smiled and said, "Uncle Liu, you misunderstood. This is not what Xiaoxing told me."

Landlord Liu asked in surprise: "Young man, it's not her? Then who told you about my father's embarrassment."

Bai Zirui said: "Uncle Liu, is there often an old man in your village who comes to collect scraps with a snakeskin bag? He should also have come to your house. That old man is my master, and I heard from him that he is your father.

This thing has nothing to do with Xiao Xing."

Landlord Liu nodded in realization and said: "Oh! Young man, it turns out that you are the apprentice of Popohou Hou, no wonder you know about my father. Xiao Xing, I'm sorry! Uncle, I have wronged you."

Meng Xiaoxing said angrily: "Uncle Liu, I have already told you, but you still don't believe what I said. You are wronging me."

Bai Zirui quickly changed the subject and said, "Uncle Liu, what price are you going to charge for your bed?"

Landlord Liu squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Young man, since you are the disciple of Popohou, you should know that this bed is passed down from our ancestors. It can be said to be our family's heirloom. Your master has been beating my family's bed these years."

I didn’t even sell him the idea of ​​the bed. If it weren’t for the fact that my family couldn’t survive, I wouldn’t have thought of selling it. It would cost 500 yuan no matter what!” When he mentioned the price, a glimmer of greed flashed in his eyes.

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Hearing the price that Landlord Liu said loudly, before Bai Zirui could speak, Meng Xiaoxing blurted out: "500 yuan, Uncle Liu, is your bed made of gold? Why don't you go and grab it?"

Landlord Liu didn't care about Meng Xiaoxing's words, because she was not a buyer and there was no need to be angry with her. He said calmly: "Our bed is worth this price in my heart. You are not willing to buy it, but I don't want to sell it yet! Love.

Buy it or not!”

He regarded his bed as a rare commodity, otherwise Bai Zirui and his master and apprentice would eagerly want to buy his bed! When Bai Zirui heard Landlord Liu's loud mouth, he also cursed in his heart, Landlord Liu

So greedy.

Bai Zirui said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, you see, since ancient times, when we do business, we have to start the price and pay back the money on the spot. You can't decide the price all at once. You have to let me bargain no matter what! In this way, we

Only by harmonizing one's anger can one generate wealth, don't you think that's the truth?"

After listening to Bai Zirui's words, Landlord Liu felt that it made sense. He also felt that the price he had charged was too high at once. If this young man decided not to buy it, his family would continue to live a miserable life.

He said in a gentle tone: "Young man, what price can you offer? I won't sell it if the price is low!"

By chance, his wife had boiled tea, brought it in and said, "Come... come! Young man, let's sit down and have a cup of tea to discuss it."

Several people sat together in his living room, and his wife poured a cup of tea for each of them. Bai Zirui took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said: "Now that I'm getting married, I bought a set of brand-new furniture with 36 legs for only 400 yuan.

Around 500 yuan for a bed alone.

Although I like this bed in your home, you can't take advantage of me and charge such a high price. In this case, I might as well just buy a brand new set of furniture in the city."

Landlord Liu's wife said angrily: "You old man, you dare to charge such a high price for a broken bed. Young man, we can discuss everything and you can just tell us a price, and if possible, I will sell it to you."

Bai Zirui said flatteringly: "Auntie is sensible. A new set of furniture in the city costs about 400 yuan. How about I pay 200 yuan to buy your bed?"

Landlord Liu shook his head like a rattle and said: "No... no! This bed is an heirloom of our family and has been passed down for several generations. 200 yuan is too little."

Landlord Liu's wife also said: "Young man, my boss is right. This bed has been passed down to him for several generations. 200 yuan is too little. Please add more."

Bai Zirui said: "Auntie, this bed has been passed down in your family for several generations. It is an old piece of furniture. Who knows if there are any other problems? If it falls apart after I buy it back, then who should I talk to to reason with it?"

Meng Xiaoxing helped by saying: "Just...just, what if my brother Zi Rui buys the bed and it breaks? Will you refund the money?" In one sentence, Landlord Liu and his wife were speechless.

Speechless.

Seeing this situation, Bai Zirui got angry and said: "Uncle Liu, Auntie, I will add 20 yuan to your bed, but you will also sell me the small incense burner at the door. If you still disagree with us,

We just parted ways, I also received other things in your village, I have to rush back to the city or it will be too late."

When Landlord Liu and his wife heard Bai Zirui's final addition of twenty yuan, she was about to agree. Seeing that her husband, the head of the family, was still hesitant, she said nothing and waited for him to make a decision.
Chapter completed!