Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

Who knew that was not the case at all, this old man is so easy to dismiss.

"Bamao, why don't you go grab it? The current corn noodles are up to [-] cents. How unscrupulous are you? How dare you ask for this price."

The old man was filled with righteous indignation, as if he had been cheated. Moreover, those who came to the black market paid attention to keeping a low profile, and kept their voices as low as possible to trade quickly. Even if they didn't want to buy, they would just leave after asking.

But this old man has a loud voice, I'm afraid that no one will know that he is shopping, and he will attract the attention of everyone around him.

Yang Mo felt that the eyes of people around her looked at her as if their conscience had been eaten by dogs, and they were deceiving people here.

Even though he was wearing a turban, Yang Mo still felt his face was hot, not shy, but angry, the atmosphere of being scrutinized by many people.

Yang Mo is not used to this old man anymore: "Old man, what price I sell is my business. If you think it's expensive, you don't have to buy it. It has nothing to do with black hearts. You can look elsewhere for cheap ones."

When the people around you heard it, yes, you were not forced to buy it, you just had to make your own decision on what to buy.

However, some stall owners and regular visitors shook their heads in silence, as if they knew the old man very well.

Sure enough, the old man seemed to feel that his dignity was offended, and he looked annoyed: "I just can't stand it, you are just relying on grain to steal the hard-earned money of the common people. If you don't speak out, I will pay you back today." I'll leave you alone."

Yang Mo was so helpless, he really regretted taking one more look in the crowd, seeing that he was getting more and more lively, this business couldn't be done, so he wanted to leave.

Who knew that the old man would not let him go.

Yang Mo earnestly said: "Master, can't I not sell it?"

The old man's beard turned sideways: "Why, are you guilty? You want to leave after you lied to someone?"

Yang Mo: "Who did I lie to? Did I lie to you?"

The old man: "That's my shrewdness. You have to tell the truth. The market price is set up by a black-hearted person like you. Aren't you cheating?"

The old man is strong in combat and has a sharp mind. As soon as this sentence came out, he immediately became the majority of people.

Yang Mo really wanted to kick him out, he was so old and disrespectful, but he just thought about it.

She took two deep breaths, suppressed her anger, and said, "I am a new variety of corn. The corn noodles are clean and fragrant. They are more expensive than usual."

With that said, Yang Mo opened the back basket, took out a pack of corn noodles and opened it, and said, "Your eyesight should be fine, look, this color, this fineness, I feel like I'm at a loss if I sell it for [-] cents. It’s all fine grains.”

People around saw it, indeed, the corn flour was golden yellow, and the processing was also fine, this level is indeed fine grain.

In many parts of the country, coarse corn is counted as coarse grains, and fine corn flour is counted as fine grains.

The old man's eyes are of course very good, not only good, but he also knows the goods, but he is not able to admit defeat: "Who knows what you said is true, the color is much better, you are fine grains and expensive."

Yang Mo looked at the old man and said, "Old man, your nose should be good. You can't smell the fragrance of this noodle so close. Have you ever smelled such a good noodle fragrance in other corn noodles?"

Indeed, the taste of this corn noodle is particularly good, with a fragrance and sweetness that people around can smell it. They also nodded and said that this corn noodle is indeed very fragrant, which is different from others.

The old man felt that he had lost face, and stood there with a cold snort.

Yang Mo: "I only have five catties. I won't sell it anymore. You can take it back and eat it yourself. Can you let me go?"

The old man blew his beard and stared angrily.

Yang Mo packed up and was about to leave, when a middle-aged woman came over and asked, "Big sister, this corn flour is [-] cents, right? I want the five catties. This is four yuan. You take it."

When Yang Mo heard this, he immediately handed over the food and said, "You take it."

Old man: "You said five catties is five catties?"

Yang Mo ignored him, turned to the middle-aged woman and said, "It's a full catty, you can weigh it when you get back, and I will pay you double for every penny missing."

The woman took the face and felt it for a while and said with a smile: "I believe in my sister."

Nonsense, she buys food for the family, and every month it is a few catties, and the feeling in her hand is accurate.

Yang Mo took out an egg from his pocket, handed it over and said, "For you, thank you for your trust."

Yang Mo is grateful to this elder sister, this elder sister is here to cooperate with her slap in the face, Yang Mo is really happy to see the old man like this now.

The woman was also happy, because the youngest son was sick and had a bad appetite, so he insisted on eating boiled green corn.

The green corn is also the last time the boss of the family sneaked out and broke it back somewhere, and the youngest son became addicted to it once he ate it.You must know that food is expensive in this era, and green corn cannot be moved casually.

Besides, when is it, where can I find it for him, there is nowhere to steal it, but the smell of the corn noodles in front of me is the smell of green corn, and it is stronger and sweeter, so the eldest sister bought it.

Unexpectedly, there is a surprise, give me an egg.

Although an egg is nothing, but it was given for free, so the elder sister kept it, and it also allowed her son to eat one more.

The old man's expression was extremely bad, and he turned his head and left.

The people around also dispersed slowly, Yang Mo didn't want to fish here anymore, he packed his things and prepared to evacuate.

Yang Mo walked relatively slowly, and only went out after wandering around the black market. He was noncommittal, and he couldn't see the good things he was looking forward to on the black market.

It had been half an hour since Yang Mo left the black market, but what she didn't expect was that that formidable old man was waiting for her outside the black market.

Yang Mo didn't think that the old man was waiting for her at first, and walked past him as if he didn't see him.

But the old man saw her and called her directly: "Girl, girl, wait a minute, let me talk to you."

Yang Mo turned to look at the old man and said, "Farewell, I'm afraid I can't help cheating you."

The old man pouted his beard again, stared at him with triangular eyes, then softened quickly, smiled and said, "You girl is quite vengeful."

Yang Mo saw the old man's angry and restrained look, which was extremely funny, so he said, "What's the matter with you, old man, just tell me."

The old man seemed uncomfortable with this feeling, and quickly said: "Girl, do you still have the food, sell me some too."

Yang Mo said angrily, "It's gone, it's all sold out."

The old man said anxiously: "Impossible, don't you all have a way to go to the black market, it might be sold out."

Yang Mo didn't want to deal with this old man, so he turned around and left, saying, "It's really gone, I'll find you when I have it."

The old man quickly stopped Yang Mo, and said with a flattering look, "Girl, it's the old man's fault, don't be as knowledgeable as me, just sell me a little, how about it?"

Yang Mo: "My stuff is expensive, and it's not easy to scour."

The old man said embarrassingly, "Look, you still hold a grudge, so why don't you help me make two catties?"

The old man can't help it either, he has a poisonous tongue, and it's rare to meet something good, so he must find something to satisfy his hunger.