Under the watchful eyes of all the villagers, Mucci took out a wad of money and a small piece of gold from the box.
"Gold or money, which do you want?"
The scoundrel's eyes were shining, and he stretched out his hands to grab it. He wanted both gold and money.
Mu Qi retracted his hand and shook his head gently.
"You can only choose one, or half of each."
The rogue man was anxious and shouted loudly: "I want money, please give me money quickly!"
Seeing this, other villagers also started to help.
"Give him money, it's best to give him money, and you have to exchange the gold in a store."
In the expectant eyes of everyone, Mucci handed the wad of large banknotes into the hands of the rogue man.
The scoundrel who received the banknotes immediately started counting them one by one with saliva on his fingers.
The villagers came forward and watched with wide eyes, full of envy and greed.
"Look quickly, is it fake money?"
Some people were still worried and reminded the scoundrels to distinguish carefully in front of Mu Qi.
"Hahaha, it's real money, you can't go wrong!"
The scoundrel rubbed the banknotes with his hands, said loudly and happily, and kissed them hard.
As if he thought of something, he quickly put the money away and came to Muki again.
"Brother, be good and I will sell it to you for another twenty years!"
The scoundrel's eyes were filled with greed and desire, and his bloodshot eyes looked like hungry wolves.
"no."
Mu Qi shook his head and directly rejected the other party's request.
The scoundrel wanted to say something, but he was pushed aside. Two wealthy households in the village had already stepped forward.
"Get out of here, don't let me get rich."
Naturally, the two rich men looked down upon the powerless scoundrels, and they spoke rudely.
Then he looked at Mu Qi with a flattering smile, saying that he also wanted to betray Yang Shou.
Seeing a box of banknotes and gold, their greed was completely aroused, and they wanted to take it for themselves.
As for exchanging Yangshou for money, in their opinion, it is pure nonsense, and only those ignorant fools believe it.
The two rich people definitely don't believe it, but as long as they can make money, it doesn't matter if they pretend to believe it.
They have no grudge against money. As long as they give enough money, it doesn't matter if they call Mu Qi their ancestor.
Mu Qi smiled and nodded, took out two pieces of red and yellow paper and placed them in front of two wealthy villagers.
There was a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.
"Write it, you can write as much as you want within fifty."
Hearing what Mu Qi said, the two wealthy families were filled with joy.
Without hesitation, they wrote down the number fifty so they could get more money.
However, while writing, the two encountered a strange situation. No matter how hard they wrote, there was never any trace of ink.
"Hey, is this thing broken?"
A wealthy man asked Muki, with a hint of urgency in his tone.
"Don't worry. If you can't write fifty, just write forty. If you can't write forty, write thirty. You can still write it after all."
Mu Qi replied with a smile, looking a little weird.
"What's going on? Why can't I write fifty? Wouldn't that be a lot less money?"
The two rich people muttered and kept reducing the values, and finally succeeded in writing it out.
One said thirteen, and the other said twenty-one. The red numbers looked particularly dazzling.
Although they had written out the words, the two of them were still a little unwilling and wanted to get another piece of red and yellow paper to continue writing.
Until this moment, they still didn't realize that the process of writing was actually very abnormal.
He also didn't realize that the number he just wrote out was the entire life span he had left.
Mu Qi didn't bother to talk to the two guys who had sold out Yang Shou but still wanted to take advantage.
He took out two wads of banknotes and handed them to two wealthy people, then asked them to dodge aside.
The two wealthy families were very unwilling to give up and wanted to continue discussing with Mu Qi, hoping that they could take more care of themselves for the sake of many years of blind dating.
Unfortunately, he didn't get what he wanted, so he was pushed aside by other villagers.
After confirming that Mu Qi was not lying, the villagers rushed forward one after another, saying that they wanted to sell their Yang Shou.
Only fools will miss such a good opportunity to take advantage. No matter whether it is true or false, the most important thing is to get the money in your hands.
If Mu Qi, a silly boy, suddenly stopped trading, he wouldn't be able to find a place to cry.
The villagers had similar ideas. They didn't believe Mu Qi's explanation and thought he didn't tell the truth.
Mu Qi could only sneer at such an idea and would not explain too much.
What he told was true, but the villagers refused to believe it, for fear that the Yangshou they sold was not enough.
I wonder what the villagers' expressions will be like when they find out that Mu Qi is not lying.
Pain, despair, sadness, maybe regret, but it's too late.
At this moment, Mu Qi saw no villagers, just one transaction target after another.
He has told the truth and both parties get what they need, which is completely in line with the rules of the transaction.
All the Yangshou gained from the transaction has been accounted for, and there is no possibility of returning it.
However, when trading, he still made restrictions, and only one person from each household could trade.
Lest the family die and the money is used to advantage others.
The villagers were very dissatisfied with such a request and kept asking Mucci to relax the restrictions.
How could they know that this was actually asking for death?
The village is not too big, and it only took half a day to complete all the transactions.
After sending away the reluctant and malicious villagers, Mu Qi turned to look at his family.
His expression at this moment seemed very serious.
"Come with me immediately. Don't take anything with you. You can buy these worthless things again in the future."
The family didn't know what happened and wanted to inquire more carefully, but received a warning from Mu Qi.
At the same time, he told the family that when they get to the new place, the remaining money in the box will be given to them.
Most of the cash was spent on transactions with the villagers, but there was still a lot of gold left.
Such a large amount of money is enough to turn over the whole family overnight.
If you have money in your hands, you can live anywhere and live better.
The family acted quickly, squeezed into the car, and left the village under the cover of night.
Some villagers with evil intentions looked disappointed and annoyed when they saw the car leaving.
They wanted to take action, but in the end they were a step too late and missed half a box of golden gold.
The frustrated villagers didn't know that because of their hesitation, they were able to live for a while and save their families from disaster.
That night, many villagers were so excited that they couldn't sleep and counted the banknotes over and over again.
They couldn't even imagine such a huge sum of money in their dreams, but now they actually have it in their hands.
With this large sum of money, many things can be achieved.
Get a wife, build a house, buy land and livestock, move to the city and become a respectable person.
All kinds of ideas are constantly flashing in the minds of the villagers. Things that they could not even think about before can now be planned with impunity.
There are also some villagers who have made up their minds and must persuade Mucci again tomorrow.
For the sake of the people in the same village, don't worry about any rules, so that everyone can sell Yangshou.
If Mu Qi doesn't agree, then find a way to force him to agree.
The villagers, full of longing, fell asleep with sweet dreams in mind, hoping to get more money tomorrow.
When the sun rose again and a new day came, I did not hear the expected laughter and laughter.
Instead, there were cries and howls coming from every house, and the whole village was immersed in a sad atmosphere.
Some of the villagers who exchanged Yangshou for money fell into a deep sleep and could not be awakened no matter what, while others were cold and hard and had been dead for who knows how long.
The horrified, sad and angry villagers finally realized at this moment that Mu Qi was not lying.
He really used a huge sum of money to buy the villager Yang Shou, so this terrible thing happened.
"Everyone find Muki and ask him to give us an explanation. He must compensate us!"
The villagers shouted angrily and rushed to Mu Qi's house, fearing that they would be a step too late.
But when they walked into the yard, they found it was deserted. Mu Qi's family had long been missing.
(End of chapter)
