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Suddenly, Liao's eyes rolled and she immediately had an idea. She turned back to the house, brought out a small stool and sat in the middle of the road.

Liao's home is located in the village, and the village road is right outside her door. If you want to go to the workshop at the end of the village, you have to pass by her home. This is the only way.

The village road was not very wide to begin with, and Liao's sitting in the middle of the road made the road seem even narrower. Many people became curious when they saw her sitting there.

"Mrs. Liao, why are you sitting here instead of sitting outside your house? You are blocking our way." Aunt Five from next door and her two sons were carrying rice. When they saw Mrs. Liao sitting in the middle of the road, they grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Liao was quite clear-headed. Seeing that the other party was a villager from the same village, she stood up readily and said with a sarcastic smile: "Oh, Fifth Aunt! So much rice is worth a lot of money!

We are not like you. We planted rice, but we don’t have so much rice to dry, so we just sit in the sun to dry it.” As he said this, he picked up a stool and stood aside to let her pass.

"Tsk, you're still sunbathing in this hot weather? Be careful not to get your old bones sunburned!" Aunt Wu spoke bluntly.

"Mom, let's go quickly! The earlier we go, the sooner we can exchange silver." The son Cai Tou urged Aunt Wu.

"Bah! You are so proud of yourself for just growing some high-yield rice!"

Looking at the backs of Aunt Fifth and her son, Liao spat.

At this time, a babbling sound was heard. Liao looked back and immediately became alert.

It turned out that another ox cart was coming, with dozens of bags of grain on it. Every time the ox took a step forward, the cart squeaked.

Now Liao could see clearly that the two people on the ox cart were from other villages. The driver was a middle-aged tall and thin man, and there was also a tall and thin man sitting on the grain. The two looked somewhat similar and were probably brothers.

Liao quickly put down the bench, spread his legs, and sat in the middle of the road again.

The two people on the ox cart were indeed a pair of brothers. They were from Dahe Village. Coincidentally, they were Huang Jinhua’s eldest brother and his second brother Huang Jinshu and Huang Jinyin.

The one driving the cart is the eldest brother Huang Jinshu, and the one sitting on the ox cart is his younger brother Huang Jinyin.

Huang Jinyin looked at a person sitting in the middle of the road ahead, frowned, and said to Huang Jinshu: "Brother, did you see that? There is a person sitting in the middle of the road ahead."

"I saw it!" Huang Jinshu said in a deep voice, "I think this guy did it on purpose."

He saw the old woman from a distance. When the men carrying grain on their shoulders approached her, she stood up and let them pass.

When he turned around and saw his two brothers, he quickly sat in the middle of the road again. Everyone passing by knew Sima Zhao's intention.

"Brother, what should we do?" Huang Jinyin was worried, because this was someone else's territory.

"What are you afraid of?" Huang Jinshu raised his eyebrows. "We'll just act according to circumstances. Besides, don't we still have our third sister in Kaoshan Village?"

Seeing that the ox cart was right in front of them, Liao didn't even raise his head, so Huang Jinshu had to hold the ox cart steadily.

It seems that the other party really did it on purpose, but I don’t know whether she wants money or is targeting me on purpose.

Huang Jinshu jumped down from the ox cart and walked up to Liao: "Auntie, you are blocking our way, please make way..."

Liao raised her eyelids, glanced at the golden tree, rolled her eyes, and said unhappily, "This is my doorstep. If you want to pass by here, you can! Leave a pound of food, or give me 10 coins."

"You might as well go and rob!" Huang Jinyin also jumped off the ox cart and said with wide eyes, "Who said this road belongs to you?"

Seeing Huang Jinyin looking down on her, Liao stood up suddenly, glaring with anger, and said with her hands on her waist: "I don't care, this is my doorstep anyway. Your ox cart carrying so much food passed by me, and it collapsed the road in front of my doorstep. I have to pay for the road repair."

"You~!"

Gold and silver qi was smoking all over his body and he pointed at Liao for a long time without being able to speak.

"Auntie, you're not right. This is our first time here." Huang Jinshu said patiently.

Liao refused to give in: "I don't care. If you want to live here, you have to pay money or leave a pound of food."

At this time, more ox carts came in from the village entrance. Seeing that the traffic was blocked, they hurried up to see what was going on. When they heard Liao asked for silver or food, they were also dumbfounded.

People from my village came here before, but they had never heard of this happening.

"Hey, make way! Make way!" Villagers from Kaoshan Village came over with their rice. Liao moved a little. After they passed, he stood in the middle of the road again.

Now everyone understood that the old woman was targeting them because they were from other villages and wanted to collect some tolls.

"Everyone, please give us some advice. What is this? I'm bringing rice here to sell, but I'm still being charged tolls." Huang Jinshu started yelling.

At this time, many villagers also heard the clamor and came out of their homes. After learning about the situation, some of them held different opinions.

Some people condemned Liao for collecting tolls, while others praised her for her quick mind.

"Mrs. Liao, please stop making trouble. If the village chief and Mrs. Dachun find out, they won't forgive you." A woman was worried for Mrs. Liao.

"What are you afraid of? I think Mrs. Liao is right. Look, these few days, so many people pulling rice have come here that the roads in our village have been crushed." A woman stood beside Mrs. Liao, thinking that she had done something she dared not do.

The man in the carriage behind came up and said to Huang Jinshu, "Brother, we are in someone else's territory, we should give it to him! You should leave quickly, you are blocking my way. Let's exchange the rice for silver first."

"But!" Huang Jinshu wanted to say something else, but Huang Jingyin interrupted him, "Brother, why don't we just give it to him? Let's take the rice over and exchange it for silver."

"Fine!"

Huang Jinshu looked back and saw seven or eight ox carts blocked from behind. The village road was only big enough for a horse carriage. If he didn't pass through, no one else could either.

I had to bow my head in someone else's territory, because I had brought so much grain here to sell. A pound of grain could be sold for 12 coins, and after thinking about it, it was more cost-effective to pay silver.

Huang Jinshu put his hands into his chest, counted, and handed 10 cents to Liao.

Unexpectedly, this matter turned out to be so smooth. In a blink of an eye, ten cents were obtained, and Liao was very happy with a smile on his face.

Several more carriages passed by one after another. After this trip, Liao earned nearly 100 coins.

"Mrs. Liao, this is a really great trick of yours!" You don't have to work, just talk and you can get the money." A woman exclaimed.

At this time, another old woman had another idea. This old woman was the Sweet Potato Lady from the neighboring house. She went home, picked up a stool, and sat in the middle of the road.