Chapter 3966

Zhou Chu town has had a good year this year. If everything was normal, lingsu would have been a bumper harvest. More than three or four thousand kilograms would not be a problem.

However, Qiao Daqian's villain made a mischief. Although the spirit millet of Zhou Chu was preserved, after tax was deducted, the remaining lingsu was about 1100kg.

But even if it is limited to more than 1000 kg, it is not easy for ZhouChu town.

The mayor of Zhao looked forward to the disciple of the eight trigrams.

"Second class?"

Hearing this, the disciple of Bagua Tianmen raised his eyes.

He opened a bag of lingsu and looked at his eyebrows.

This level is neither good nor bad. Super clan like Gu Yuehai disdains to buy this kind of spirit millet.

However, for some royal relatives, or small and medium-sized forces, they are still worth buying.

The mouth of the bag was golden, and the aroma of ripe rice millet came to my face.

The shape of lingsu is similar to that of rice without shelling. It is long and full of gold. It looks good.

This batch of lingsu can still reach the second-class quality after the river water cut-off incident. Mayor Zhao is still very satisfied.

"This is a third-class product."

The disciple of Bagua Tianmen turned his eyes and said carelessly.

"Third class? No, this adult, take a closer look. These are really second-class spirit millet. This quality and quality... "

The mayor of Zhao was anxious.

It has been one or two years since Zhou Chu planted lingsu, and the quality of lingsu is still very sure. Mayor Zhao believes that he will never lose sight of it.

"I said third class is third class. If you have any questions, you can take things back."

The disciple snorted coldly and motioned to Mayor Zhao to take the things away.

It's just a second-class spirit millet, and it doesn't make much money.

That disciple is also a black heart. He wants to earn a price difference from it and enrich his own pocket.

In any case, lingzhi farm is in his charge. Besides, there is no legal way for lingsu to circulate in the market except for the auctions and taxes of Bagua Tianmen.

Unless Gu Yuehai and other three super Zong Menken come to buy lingsu in person.

But the odds are slim.

Therefore, the disciple of Bagua Tianmen confirmed that the mayor could only sell lingsu to him.

"My lord..."

For a moment, Mayor Zhao's words were blocked.

But if the spirit millet is not sold here, it cannot be sold.

It is impossible for ordinary townspeople to eat lingsu, and more than 1000 Jin of lingsu is not enough for the people of Chu town in Zhou Dynasty.

The price difference between the second-class and the third-class is thousands of gold coins But if you can't sell it, you won't get a gold coin.

The mayor of Zhao thought about the yellow and skinny townspeople. He bit his teeth and agreed that this batch of spirit millet was a third class spirit millet.

"Weighing."

The disciple saw Zhao Zhenchang's face defiant and unyielding. He snorted coldly and motioned his subordinates to weigh them.

"A thousand and three catties, except for rotten millet, it's just a thousand catties."

Several disciples returned quickly.

"My Lord, if the second-class spirit millet becomes the third-class spirit millet, I will recognize it. But the weight is absolutely full

After hearing this, the mayor of Zhao couldn't help it any longer and went forward to the theory.

"Do you mean that I'm short of weight? You ask, everyone who sells spiritual plants here is sold according to this? Do you dare to question the eight trigrams

On hearing this, the disciple raised his eyebrows and pointed to the nose of the mayor of Zhao.

"My Lord, that's not what small means."

The mayor of Zhao was blushing. He also knew that he was a disciple of the eight trigrams heavenly gate. He could not be impulsive.

But this time, the eight trigrams Tianmen is really deceiving people.

"Is the old man dead? I have a fight with people in Tianmen. "

"It's not. It's only one hundred catties missing. Just now I saw a village next door. There's a full five hundred catties of herbs missing."

"This young man is a close friend of the governor of the Song Dynasty in Tianmen. He is called" wild geese pluck their feathers ". He is famous for his lack of weight and short weight. If we argue with him, we are not looking for death."

There were many people from other villages and towns on one side. They all shook their heads in succession at the scene and called it bad.

This is also the first time for Mayor Zhao to participate in the ordinary auction, do not understand the rules here.

"I won't sell it!"

The mayor of Zhao has never suffered such an injustice. "

He saw more and more people around him. Looking at ye Lingyue, he also heard the news and was coming this way.

He was afraid that ye Lingyue would be involved in the storm.

With a little girl's temper, she will never give up. Mayor Zhao is not worried about what happened to him, but he is afraid of implicating ye Lingyue.

The identity of the young lady is sensitive. Moreover, the Ye family is still waiting for the young lady to attend the high-level auction. In this case, he must not delay her.The mayor of Zhao took a breath and took lingsu back.

"You can buy whatever you want, or you can't sell it if you say you don't sell it. You think you can fool around with gossip Tianmen?"

As soon as the disciple raised his hand, several disciples of the eight trigrams heavenly gate surrounded him.

Each of them presented a talisman with a ferocious look on his face.

"Mayor Zhao, what happened?"

Ye Lingyue has already squeezed through the crowd and walked to the head of the mayor of Zhao.

She walked around a little earlier, heard the noise, and came to know that Mayor Zhao was in big trouble.

"Little Fang ye, it's nothing. It's just that there's something wrong with the lingsu business. "

It has been a long time since the mayor of Zhao saw that there were more and more people around for fear of implicating ye Lingyue.

When he looked at the disciples of the eight trigrams Tianmen, he could only bite his teeth and swallow bitter water into his stomach.

"My Lord, it's just a small mistake. Do as you say."

The mayor of Zhao, taking into account the overall situation, thought that he would recognize the loss this time.

"That's what you're talking about. A thousand catties of third-class spirit millet are clearly priced."

The disciple could not help himself when he saw the cowardly appearance of the mayor of Zhao.

Second class changed into third class, and he lost 100 Jin. This time, he really made enough money.

"A thousand catties, third class?"

Ye Lingyue listens, beautiful eyebrow raised Yang, is about to ask.

However, at this time, the crowd suddenly dispersed, listening to a big drink.

"Don't be fooled, my Lord. Zhao Lei is a liar. The batch of lingsu he sold, let alone the third-class products, can't even compare with the ordinary second-class ones!"

See Luo Qing not in a hurry, came out.

"You are bloody. These are all second-class spirits!"

The mayor of Zhao has been holding back a lot of grievances. At this moment, he is actually desirous. This batch of spirit millet is not even ordinary spirit millet. How can this evil spirit be suppressed.

"What? Are they all inferior? "

On hearing this, the disciple of the eight trigrams heavenly gate was furious. With a wave of his hand, he dropped all the seeds on the ground.

All of a sudden, the ground was covered with Golden Millet, and Mayor Zhao's face was pale.

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