System of good deeds in the world

Chapter 263

"There is no problem with WeChat transfer."

Lin Pengfei nodded and said.

Lin Pengfei also stayed in the county for more than half a month, knowing that people in the city are used to paying with WeChat and Alipay, so Lin Pengfei also installed WeChat and Alipay in his phone.

"Auntie, here are your ten corn cobs, count them!"

Lin Jiajia happily handed a bag of corn cobs to the middle-aged woman and said.

Just now I heard that Uncle Pengfei raised the price of corn cobs to 300 yuan a piece, but Lin Jiajia was shocked. The 300 yuan was worth Lin Jiajia's living expenses in school for one semester.

I didn't expect that the corn on the cob was so expensive, and there were still people selling it.

It seems that there are so many rich people in this city. If it was in the village, no one would sell such expensive corn cobs.

"Yes, thank you, little girl!"

The middle-aged woman said after counting the number of corncobs.

It is not in vain that I got up so early to line up here, and this one bought this corn cob, and the stone in my heart has fallen.

Looking at so many people behind this, it is estimated that more than half of them will not be able to buy this corn on the cob.

"Little brother, give me ten corn cobs, and I will also transfer the money through Alipay. I said how your corn cobs are grown. It is like a magic medicine. I ate one yesterday. I am not afraid of your jokes. It is the first time my wife Said she was satisfied, little brother, I will come to you to buy corn every day from now on."

The second in line, who was also yesterday's regular customer, was a middle-aged man who looked a bit rude.

"Thank you, big brother, you just scan my Alipay QR code and that's it."

Lin Pengfei said.

My own corn is produced from fairy soil, and it is naturally effective. The anti-fatigue effect is great, and it can improve this man's physical fitness.

"Boss, give me ten corns!"

"Little boss, I want ten corns too!"

Those people queuing up to buy corn received ten corns per person, and soon two baskets of corn cobs were sold for one basket.

"Hey, can you buy a few less, there are still a lot of people queuing up behind!"

"That's right, we've been queuing up so early in the morning, so you have to save some for me!"

"Boss, you can't sell ten corn cobs by yourself like this, you have to think about those of us who are behind in the queue!"

"That's right, we've been queuing for several hours, so don't chill our hearts!"

Those people in the back row saw that the corn cobs were sold out in a few minutes, and they were afraid that the corn would be gone when it was their turn, so they shouted dissatisfied.

"Who told you to get up early in the morning? I've been queuing here at six o'clock. Why can't we buy ten corn cobs alone!"

"That's right, the people in front are all buying ten corn cobs per person. Why should we have less? If you can't buy corn, that's your own problem. This rule can't be changed."

"Yes, the rules cannot be changed."

The few people in front shouted not to be outdone.

It seemed that it was my turn now, and the people in the back yelled at the boss to reduce the amount of corn everyone bought, so naturally they disagreed.

The noise attracted the attention of pedestrians.

"What's going on over there, noisy?"

A passer-by asked curiously.

"Looks like you're queuing up to buy something?"

said another passerby.

"What are you shopping for? There's such a long line for filming, and it's still so lively?"

"You do not know?"

"do not know!"

"I don't know, uncle, do you know?"

"They're rushing to buy corn!"

"Rushing to buy corn, is this corn on sale?"

An aunt stopped and asked.

For the aunt, if the corn is on sale and it is a few cents cheaper than the market, she will also queue up to buy corn.

"It's a special price, 300 yuan for a corn."

said the uncle.

"what?"

"A piece of corn costs 300 yuan, what a joke!"

"That is, a corn sells for 300 yuan, and only a fool would buy it!"

The aunt said with a dark face.

The corn on the market is about one yuan a catty, but here it is good, and the corn is sold for 300 yuan a piece, which is simply crazy.

"Yeah, but there are too many idiots here. Look at the people who are queuing up to buy this corn."

The uncle pointed to the people in line and said to these passers-by.

In fact, this uncle also couldn't understand why so many people lined up to buy such expensive corn on the cob, and he also thought that these people were crazy.

"Could this be a hoax?"

"300 yuan for a corn cob, if it's a scam, how can you cheat?"

"It's really weird!"

"How about we line up for a corn on the cob too?"

"You are stupid, 300 yuan to buy a corn on the cob, you have a lot of money!"

……

This strange scene also attracted the attention of passers-by, and soon many passers-by gathered around to watch the excitement. Looking at this hot scene, even some people with quick brains immediately had a flash of light in their minds.

"Dad, hurry up and bring our corn cobs to the entrance of the Mijia jewelry store in Red Eagle Mall. The corn cobs here sell for 300 yuan each, and there are many people queuing up to buy them."

Wang Jiahao hurriedly called his father who sold corn in the vegetable market.

"Son, are you dreaming, 300 yuan a corn on the cob, and there are people queuing up to grab it, how is that possible?"

Wang Yushan said a little funny.

The corn cobs of my family can’t be sold for a dollar or a catty in the vegetable market. My son even said that a corn cob costs 300 yuan, and there are a large group of people rushing to sell it. How is this possible!
"Dad, I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, you must believe Millie. I'll let Millie tell you."

Wang Jiahao handed the phone to his wife Millie: "You tell Dad."

"Dad, what Jiahao said is true. Someone really sold corn cobs for 300 yuan, and hundreds of people rushed to buy them. They quarreled to buy these corn cobs. If you sell your corn here, you will definitely earn a lot of money.”

Millie said excitedly holding the phone.

My family has planted so many acres of corn. If a corn cob sells for 300 yuan, my family will become rich this time. Millionaires and multi-millionaires are no longer a dream.

"No way, is it true?"

Hearing what his son and daughter-in-law said, Wang Yushan was somewhat skeptical.

I have never heard that this corn cob can be sold for 300 yuan a piece, not to mention 300 yuan a piece, even the price of [-] yuan a catty.

Is it true that there are so many rich people now, the cheaper you sell, the less people want it, and if you sell it at a sky-high price, there are still a large group of people clamoring for it.

It must be so!

Thinking of this, Wang Yushan closed the stall and hurriedly drove his electric tricycle to the Red Eagle Shopping Mall.

At this time, Wang Yushan didn't know that several of his colleagues who sold corn also rushed to the Red Eagle Mall.

(End of this chapter)