Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 172 Everyone Comes to Sell Bamboo Tubes

"Jinlan, you are finally back. I was in the yard just now and heard the sound of your ox cart. I knew you were back. Look, you are here with my son and a bamboo tube."

"Zhang, I heard that you accepted the bamboo tubes made by Ma Chunxia's family. We are all from the same village. It's not right to favor one over the other. My family also made fifty in the afternoon. You should accept them all."

"Sister-in-law, we are real relatives whose arms are still connected even though the tendons are broken. My father-in-law and your husband's cousin are family members. If you want to take someone in, you have to take my family in first!"

"Ouch, don't squeeze me—"

"I came here first, buy mine first-"

"..."

Jiang Fubao was stunned.

With a casual glance, there are at least dozens of people in the crowd.

Without exception, they all carried something, either a bamboo basket or a bamboo basket on their back.

Everyone started talking to grandma from a distance.

The noisy voices mixed together, making it impossible to hear what they were saying.

These people crowded together and even pushed each other.

Zhang Jinlan quickly turned around with her granddaughter in her arms, quickly closed the door, and even fastened the bolt.

So many people came to see her.

It's definitely up to no good.

Zhang Jinlan's right eye was twitching rapidly.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Open the door, Zhang, open the door. I'm here to give you some bamboo tubes. I heard that you bought some from Ma Chunxia's family. Five of them cost her a full copper coin. So, I'll give you one more. If you give me six, one copper coin is enough. I have exactly sixty. You can give me ten copper coins."

"Sister-in-law, I'm Hongmei. Open the door quickly. If you don't buy theirs, you have to buy mine. We are a family! My family didn't do farm work today. We stayed in the yard and made eighty of them. If you don't buy them, how can I explain to my father-in-law when I get home?"

"Hongmei, you shameless little whore, what kind of relatives are you trying to get? In Jiangjia Village, anyone with the surname Jiang, going back several generations, is a real relative, but you? Sister-in-law Jinlan, I'm Xiaojuan. Ten years ago, you went to the mountains to pick mushrooms and fell down, and I was the one who helped you up!"

"Hahaha, don't make me laugh so hard. You still remember what happened ten years ago. You really have no shame in selling bamboo tubes."

"Hmph, you think you're that good? If you have the ability, don't come and sell yourself out. At least I have a friendship with Sister Jinlan. What about you? I remember you made up stories about Sister Jinlan more than once or twice before. At the end of last month, you were still saying that Sister Jinlan was a fool under the big tree at the entrance of the village. Have you forgotten?"

"You damn bitch, let me tell you nonsense-"

"Beating people, killing people——"

"Hey, stop making trouble, we are here to do business, are you still selling bamboo tubes?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you want to sell bamboo tubes, open the door——"

"Bang bang bang-"

"..."

There was a commotion outside for nearly a quarter of an hour.

In the end, they even broke out into a fight.

It was not until someone intervened that the people outside remembered what they were there for.

The knocking on the door started again.

Zhang Jinlan stood inside the wooden door, silent.

Her brows were furrowed into a shape called "川".

The knocking on the door became louder and louder.

If I don’t open the door, I’m afraid my door will be smashed down.

Jiang Dahe brought his two younger brothers and sons, each of whom was holding a weapon.

Standing behind Zhang Jinlan.

Several little kids, including Jiang Fubao, have been stuffed into the house by the adults.

Through the gap in the window, Jiang Fubao secretly looked into the yard.

I saw my grandfather open the wooden door and the crowd rushed in instantly. Before I could open my mouth, I saw my uncle and others holding hoes, axes and other tools.

The iron blade is sharpened to a gleam.

Looks exceptionally sharp.

No one dared to make trouble anymore.

One by one, they begged grandma to buy their bamboo tubes with a smile.

"I can't buy them. I already have enough bamboo tubes at home. The shop is not making any money. I can't even use them all myself, let alone buy yours. I don't even want the ones from Ma Chunxia."

Zhang Jinlan was angry.

What did she explain to Ma Chunxia at the beginning?

Don't tell the villagers about this.

How long has it been since everyone knew about it?

Okay, in that case, the worst that can happen is that she goes to another village to buy bamboo tubes, or doesn't allow takeout of mung bean soup, which means she can earn less money.

"What, you don't want it anymore? Why do you suddenly not want it anymore? Are you trying to fool us?"

"That's right. I think you just don't want to buy our bamboo. If you don't buy it, we will guard the bamboo at the foot of the mountain and won't let Ma Chunxia's family cut it down, nor will we let Wang Taohua's family cut it down."

"Yes, we won't let them cut down the bamboo forest. This is our bamboo forest. Why should we let them make money?"

Zhang Jinlan was so angry that she almost laughed.

"Why? I didn't spend any money on Wang Tao. We have a good relationship and are relatives. What's wrong with her sending something to my family? Did you grow the bamboo at the foot of the mountain? In this case, I will also accept your bamboo tubes and regard them as gifts from you. Just like Wang Taohua, you give them to me for free, okay?"

After Zhang Jinlan finished speaking, she was supported by Qian Xile and sat down.

Qian Xile brought the chair, fearing that she would be tired from all the noise.

Wait until she sits down.

Qian Xile stood behind Zhang Jinlan holding a stick of firewood.

He bared his teeth and looked at the crowd in front of him fiercely.

It seemed that if they dared to take a step forward, the matchstick would fall on them.

"Give it to you for free? What are you dreaming about? It's not dark yet. You want us to give it to you for free? Don't you think you deserve it? You are just daydreaming."

"That's right, it's just a dream. I have nothing to do, and my family and I have given up all the farm work. How can I come to make bamboo tubes for you? You make money but you don't share a penny with us. Do you take me for a fool?"

"I heard that you spend thirty coins every day to buy bamboo tubes from Ma Chunxia's family. What's wrong with earning a little for us? How about I charge you one coin for ten bamboo tubes? If that doesn't work, I'll give you two more. I'll only charge you one coin for twelve."

Hear this.

Zhang Jinlan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes.

Since she doesn't want to accept Ma Chunxia's family anymore.

Then just accept the money from the villagers. Of course, not everyone can be accepted.

Anyone who has had conflicts or quarrels with her is not welcome.

Before I could think it through, Ma Chunxia and her family dropped their work and rushed over.

The two families are so close.

The noise these people made must have been heard at her home.

"You're just in time, Ma Chunxia. Tell me yourself, can your family earn thirty cents a day from the Zhang family? You go to the foot of the mountain every day to cut bamboos. This is a bamboo forest shared by the whole village. Why should you be the only one cutting bamboos to sell? There is no such thing in the world."

"Yes, I testify. It's useless for you to deny it. Everyone in the village has heard it. Your family can earn at least thirty cents a day from selling bamboo tubes. Of course, this is only on the surface. Who knows, maybe fifty cents a day is even less than that."

"Fifty coins? Wow, that's one and a half taels of silver in this month. Isn't that a fortune?"