She had embarrassed him so much today, and still suppressed him in every way. If he knew her home address, she would definitely find someone to take revenge.
Yan Qingyao curled her lips. Indeed, he was not only vindictive, bad-tempered, full of calculations, but also extremely naive. He showed everything on his face and could be easily seen through by others at a glance.
"It's okay. He has to think about how to deal with me, otherwise I will let him know that bad guys get bad rewards."
As soon as these words came out, even Wang Zhi, who had witnessed their battle for several rounds, couldn't help but look at her.
He looked up and down at her petite figure. Her dark little face was as big as a palm, and her appearance was soft and frail, but her words were as gentle and powerful as the tough seaweed.
Yan Qingyao glanced at the window nearby from the corner of her eye. The warm spring sun was almost reaching the middle, and she remembered what Uncle Chen and other uncles had told her when they left.
"Uncle Wang, let's leave first. See you next time if we have a chance."
After saying that, Yan Qingyao led Chen Yiyi and walked quickly towards the agreed intersection of Piaoxianglou.
Fortunately, she didn't see the bullock cart when she arrived. She took out the drinks and gave them a few sips one by one, and then took out the white rabbit toffee that she said she would give to her and her brother this time.
"Sugar!" Chen Yi's eyes lit up when she saw this. This morning, she probably ate the most delicious food in her life.
I thought I was going back just like that, but I didn’t expect there was still candy to eat, and it was a handful of candy.
Yan Qingyao looked left and right, understanding the meaning instantly, and took out a cloth bag from her arms: "Sister Yaoyao, can you put it here for me."
This was sewn by her mother. Sometimes other people would give candies during weddings. The two brothers ate them as soon as they got them. Only Yiyi cherished the candies and kept them for later. .
In the past, if she held it in her hand, hid it at home or put it on the table, one of her brothers would take it away and eat it. Every time at this time, Yiyi would burst into tears, and sometimes she would even feel aggrieved to the point of not eating.
For her sweets, her mother specially sewed a bag for her that she could carry around with her, which could hold anything she wanted.
This time it was just enough to hold the candy, which was bulging. As soon as it was stuffed in, Chen Yiyi's chest bulged a little.
"This candy..." Before Yan Qingyao could say the next words, she took them one by one: "Sister Yaoyao took me to buy them in the town."
Such cleverness...
Yan Qingyao didn't expect that she could deceive a six-year-old child into saying that this was also a gift from her friend. At least she didn't ask where the candy came from.
She smiled and pinched her little face: "How good!"
No wonder Aunt Zhang likes her so much, she is well-behaved and smart, and everyone likes her.
They didn't wait long before the bullock cart arrived. When they got on the cart, they could clearly smell the fishy smell of seafood. When they lowered their heads, they saw that their hands were white from being soaked in seafood.
Several uncles began to talk happily about the fun of handling shrimps and crabs, and jingled the coins in their pockets.
"You two girls, do you want some candy or something? Uncle will buy you one."
"No need." Chen Yiyi shook his head, his voice cute and clear: "I'm full."
Tell the truth.
But it left a few people scratching their heads. They haven't even gone back yet. The dry food they prepared was just enough to fill their stomachs. How could they be full?
Yan Qingyao pursed her lips and smiled softly. Not only was she full, but she also made a lot of money. If she had known she came to town to make money like this, she should have come earlier.
The oxcart still had to go to the village chief's house. In order to prevent Yan Qingyao and Yi from turning back, they simply put her down at the intersection of the field between her home and the village chief's.
As soon as she landed, an aunt passed by and stared at her for a long time. Maybe she realized it was her when she got closer. She shouted: "Siya, why don't you go and take a look? Aunt Qian is with your mother." There’s a commotion in the fields!”
Yan Qingyao's heart skipped a beat after hearing these words. She looked towards the fields in the village and saw a group of people gathered not far from her house. It must be that place.
She led Chen Yiyi and walked towards the door of her house.
"Sister Zhao, I've told you that my land is really suitable for your family. This acre of land just happens to be located not far from your home. But the rent for this acre of land has increased. Now it costs one to two to five hundred yuan. One acre.”
Zhao Cuihua held in her hand the twenty taels she had scraped together. She had counted them three or four times yesterday and spent the whole night waiting to rent the land today: "When I asked you yesterday, didn't you say one tael or one acre? This piece of land There are exactly two ounces of land.”
"I didn't know you wanted to rent when I asked yesterday. If your rent was one tael per acre yesterday, today it has risen to one tael, five hundred yuan per acre."
"Hey, it's not like I just sit down and raise the price. It all goes up like this."
There is indeed such a practice. These days, there is no one to rent the land. The closer to the planting season, the more expensive the land becomes. But the price has increased today?
The onlookers were all puzzled, they had never heard of it!
Aunt Qian cleared her throat: "I am announcing here: starting from today, the rent of my land will increase to one to two to five hundred yuan per acre, and the tax price will remain unchanged. It is either one tael of silver or one hundred catties of brown rice."
After announcing with a smile, Aunt Qian was not afraid that no one would rent her land anymore. At worst, if someone came to ask, she could just return it secretly.
This conversation allowed Yan Qingyao who came over to hear the general ins and outs of the conversation. Seeing that the two of them only talked verbally and did not use any hands or feet, Yan Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Cuihua shook the copper plate in her hand. She had said so, so naturally the price would not change.
"Then do you think it can be cheaper?"
Aunt Qian shook her head, still smiling: "Business is conducted with integrity and refuses to bargain."
"Then I'll give you these first today, and I'll give you the rest later. Do you think that's okay?"
Zhao Cuihua had been eyeing this land for a long time. It was close to home, not too big or too small, and she thought she could get what she wanted.
Aunt Qian looked at her in surprise: "Hey! I remember that Sister Zhao's husband died, and her son also died, leaving only her daughter to depend on. She has been living a very poor life. How long has it been? Why? Just two taels?"
She peeled off other people's pain points and talked about her, and also made insinuations about where her money came from, which made the people around her frown and feel very displeased.
But look at them, they are all dressed in linen, and she is dressed brightly, and she is naturally superior to others. She can only hide this unpleasant thought in her heart and cannot say it out.
"Of course I get up early every day and work hard to earn it!" Yan Qingyao walked out with cold eyes. Her soft and frail appearance did not seem to be a deterrent at all, which made Aunt Qian couldn't help but laugh: "Humph, it seems you haven't worked hard enough. I can’t even pay my rent.”
"Why rent a land if you have that money? Why don't you just buy grain? After spending money on renting land, can you afford to rent cattle? Can you afford to buy grain seeds? Can you afford to rent hoe tools?"
