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Hua Xiaochen sneered, these guys are really greedy.

The motorcycle is indeed a good guy for them to eat, but they get 5000 yuan, they can buy a new motorcycle and save money.

The reason why they say this is not because they can't figure it out, but because the greed in their hearts drives them to make more money.

Seeing how anxious this young man was, he asked for 5000 yuan when he asked for it. As long as they put in the effort, they might be able to raise it to [-] yuan immediately, or even [-] yuan.

The drivers all had smiles on their faces, and no one spoke, just waiting for Hua Xiaochen to raise the price himself.

Although Hua Xiaochen is rich, [-] million is nothing to him, but he doesn't like the feeling of being treated like a fool.

Aren't these motorcycle drivers just taking him for a fool?
So, he turned around decisively and left without even the slightest hesitation.

"Hey, don't go, this matter is negotiable, as long as you add more money, we will sell you the motorcycle!" A motorcycle driver couldn't help it at that time, and shouted directly.

"Four thousand and five cars, if you sell it, you will pay directly. If you don't sell it, I will go to someone else." Hua Xiaochen stopped and looked at them with a sneer, "There are so many motorcycles in this town, and there seems to be one that sells motorcycles shop, I don’t need to talk too much with you.”

Only then did the motorcycle drivers realize that what they met was not a fool. They wanted to treat others as fools, but they lost 500 yuan in profits.

Want to haggle again?

They said that they left without selling them, but they didn't have time to chatter with them.

Thinking of Hua Xiaochen's decisiveness of turning around and leaving before, coupled with those few words before, the motorbike drivers had already made a decision in their hearts.

A new motorcycle is only three to four thousand yuan. The motorcycles they have been riding for a few years are worth at most two thousand yuan.

"Okay, we sold it, do you want it?"

"What do I want to do?" Hua Xiaochen still sneered, "I only want two!"

After finishing speaking, he directly took out a wad of money from his pocket. The sealing strip had not been removed. He counted out ten and put them back in his pocket. The remaining ninety were nakedly exposed to the eyes of the group of drivers. .

The eyes of a group of drivers are about to go straight. They are doing motorcycles on this street, and their daily income is only a few tens of dollars, sometimes even only a dozen dollars. Where have they ever seen so much money?
However, they only need two cars, but there are four or five people here!

"Buy mine, my car is newer and more powerful!"

"Fart, your car is as old as it is, and it's still in new condition? It's obviously my best car!"

"My car runs mountain roads all the year round, and I have been to Qiaojia Village twice. It is definitely the most suitable one!"

Several drivers almost fought over who could make the money, and in the end it was Hua Xiaochen who picked two cars by himself, which solved the problem.

The two people who got the money went home happily, while the eyeballs of each of the remaining few people were red, as if they had suffered a great loss.

Hua Xiaochen didn't bother to talk to them, he looked directly at Wu Liwen and Qiao Xiaomei: "Which of you two has better cycling skills?"

"Me, I have participated in a motorcycle rally, and my skills should be fine." Wu Liwen walked towards a motorcycle.

"Okay, Miss Qiao, take my car and show me the way. Let's start now." Hua Xiaochen stepped onto the motorcycle.

Although he has never ridden a motorcycle, with his strength, how could a mere motorcycle be difficult to beat him?

The two motorcycles were on the road soon. Wu Liwen's driving skills were really good. The motorcycles were fast and stable. It looked like an experienced old driver.

And Hua Xiaochen was a little rusty when he first started riding, but after a short period of unfamiliarity, his bike became very stable, even better than Wu Liwen's performance.

The three of them left the town soon, and went directly up a mountain road under the guidance of Miss Qiao.

After going up the mountain road, Hua Xiaochen realized why those motorcycle drivers didn't want to go to Qiao's Village.

This mountain road is really difficult to walk, not to mention the potholes, and it is also very narrow, so narrow that it will be very difficult for their two motorcycles to drive side by side.

Moreover, there is a cliff on one side of the mountain road, if you don't pay attention, you may rush down.

Even an old driver like Wu Liwen is concentrating on riding, not daring to be distracted in the slightest, for fear that if he is not careful, he will fall down the mountain.

However, Hua Xiaochen didn't care much. With him by his side, it was impossible for Wu Liwen to jump off the cliff even if she wanted to, let alone accidentally fell off the cliff while riding a bicycle.

As long as he is here, no matter what he does, he will be very safe.

However, Wu Liwen didn't know this. She was riding very slowly. No matter what, the most important thing for her was to ensure her own safety.

Qiaojia Village is less than ten kilometers away from Longhai Town, but it is less than ten kilometers away, and the three of them drove for an hour to get there.

Hua Xiaochen was even thinking that if he had known that the road would be so difficult, he might as well have walked from the beginning, it wouldn't be much slower, and he could save the 9000 yuan.

But then he smiled wryly. Although he is rich now, he is still thinking of the poor in essence. No matter what he does, he pursues the highest cost performance.

However, rich people like him have already passed the time of pursuing cost-effectiveness. For rich people like them, time and convenience are everything. In order to save a little time, spending more money is nothing.

Finally, the three of them arrived at Qiao's Village. Looking at the village in front of them, Hua Xiaochen was completely stunned.

He did not expect that in China today, there is still such a backward place.

There are probably less than a hundred households in the entire village, each of which is a thatched cottage, and none of them has a brick house.

Many people have raised livestock, and the excrement of livestock is everywhere, and no one cleans it up at all, which makes it smelly when entering the village.

Several children aged six or seven were running around naked on the street, seemingly not feeling the slightest bit of cold.

You know, winter has just passed, and summer is still very early. Little sister Wu Liwenqiao and the others are still wearing windbreakers, but these children are all naked.

Qiao Xiaomei is obviously very comfortable with all this. When she was young, she came here almost like this. The people in the village were poor and couldn't afford the children's clothes at all.

"Let's go. If there are no accidents, that person's home should still be there, and it won't change."

Qiao Xiaomei walked in one direction. The home where she was born and raised was called that person's home, which is also a different kind of sadness.