The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Chu Xiao came out slowly holding the hot water bottle, and smiled: "What? Twenty cents is too much? If I remember correctly, you should have two pigs in your backyard. Why don't you kill them and sell them to the villagers for ten or eight cents."

"Mine are all fed with grains, which is different from yours." Li Xiulan still refused to give in.

"Feeding them with food? Aren't they just chaff and weeds? Are you willing to feed them with food now?"

In the past, the pigs in Chu Laoer's family were all fed by Chu Xiaoxiao. No one knew better than him what and how much they ate.

"Even the chaff and weeds are taken care of carefully by me." Li Xiulan was still being stubborn.

Everyone shut up and watched the fun; they also wanted to see what the argument would lead to.

Chu Xiao shrugged. The weather was too cold and fog appeared when he opened his mouth. To be honest, he didn't even have the desire to quarrel.

He walked directly to Yan Zhenshen and said to the onlookers, "Twenty cents is indeed too expensive to sell it to you fellow villagers."

When everyone heard that they were planning to lower the price, they were delighted. For the first time, they felt that Li Xiulan was not useless besides being a bit of a tantrum.

But before he could even finish his joy for two seconds, Chu Xiao continued, "This Chu Lao Er is a wealthy man in the village. I think he will definitely be willing to sell his pork to you at a low price. We don't have any land, so we can only rely on hunting for a living. We really can't do such a generous thing."

"We won't sell it at the high price of twenty coins. How can we make money from the villagers? Please don't make a wasted trip. Go to Old Second Chu's house to buy it."

Chu Xiao knocked on the wooden table and said, "Pack it up and take it back to the county town to sell it."

Everyone originally thought they could get a bigger bargain, but they never expected that the other party would simply stop selling.

A woman pointed at Li Xiulan and asked, "Li Xiulan, how much do you plan to sell your pork for per pound?"

Li Xiulan glared: "My family is not a butcher, why would I sell meat?"

"If you don't sell it, why do you say others sell it at a higher price? Now that others don't want to sell it anymore, what do you say we should do?" the woman asked, pinching her waist.

"What does it have to do with me? I didn't stop him from selling it." Li Xiulan wanted to sit on the ground and cry.

But before she could show her ability to throw a tantrum, Yan Sanmei took a basin of dirty water that had just been used to clean the wild boar and poured it at her feet.

The water contained blood and oil, which splashed onto the shoes of Li Xiulan and Chu Wanwan, making them jump in fear.

"What are you doing, you little bitch? You're throwing dirty water on people?" Li Xiulan was so angry that she yelled, "It's so cold, are you trying to kill someone?"

Yan Sanmei snorted coldly: "I am outside my own yard, I can splash it as I please, you old whore, take your little whore and get out of here, or I will splash the next pot on you."

As he said this, he planned to go back to the yard to get some water.

"Mr. Chu, you'd better leave quickly. It's so cold today. Don't delay everyone from buying meat, otherwise we will really go to your house to kill the pig." A middle-aged man said.

Another one followed suit: "We won't charge you for slaughtering the pig. We'll kill it for you for free. We don't have to sell it too cheaply. Twenty cents a pound will do."

Li Xiulan's shoes were wet and the uppers were frozen. She stamped her feet angrily and said, "Why should I sell my pigs to you at such a low price? They are only 20 cents a pound. Why don't you just go and rob them?"

"Your pig is a gold nugget. Twenty cents is just robbery. Other people's twenty cents is just dirty money."

Li Xiulan was choked and speechless.

Chu Xiao watched the show with great interest. It was much more comfortable to watch others quarreling than to quarrel himself. After all, watching a show was definitely easier than acting in it.

The women and uncles in the village chased the man away, and then looked at Yan Zhenshen: "Hunter Yan, are you still going to sell this meat?"

Yan Zhenshen didn't say anything. It was up to her husband to decide whether to sell it or not.

Chu Xiao watched the mother and daughter walk away in disgrace, and pretended to be grateful: "Thank you all for speaking up for us this time. We can't let you make a wasted trip. That's the same price as before."

"Okay, weigh this one for me first. It should be around five or six pounds, right?" The uncle in front of the line pointed at a piece he had already taken a fancy to.

Wang Wu weighed the meat quickly: "Almost six pounds."

The scale bar was not level at the six-jin mark, but was tilted slightly downward.

Yan Zhenshen cut off a piece with a knife and threw it on top. Wang Wu laughed and said, "It's six pounds tall."

That's not high at all. The scale bar was tilted up, and the piece of meat cut by Hunter Yan weighed at least two or three taels.

The uncle happily took it and put it in his backpack.

The people behind him were clamoring for him to hurry up and not block the people behind him.

The meat was divided in advance. You could buy whatever piece you liked and just weigh it and collect the money. It was quite fast and half a wild boar was sold in no time.

There are only so many families in the village, and not every family has money to buy meat, so selling half a head is considered a lot.

Most people had left. Wang Wu handed a piece of meat to the last old lady in the queue, and Yan Zhenshen was collecting the remaining things.

At this time, a young man holding a child came over from a distance. He wrapped himself tightly, but bruises could still be seen on his exposed eyes.

"Are there any more bones?" The young man spoke in a low voice, looking timid.

"Yes, how many do you want?" Wang Wu knew who this young man was. He was the widower Zhang Yiming, whom that scoundrel refused to even look at, and who was finally sold to Li Guaizi by his sister-in-law.

"How much?" The young man pinched the few coins in his pocket and spoke in a lower voice.

"This..." Wang Wu didn't know how to sell it for a moment. Others were selling it for five cents per pound, but a pig bone cost two or three pounds.

Given his gossipy nature, he would find out everything that happened in the village, so he naturally knew the young man's current situation.

I'm afraid I don't have even ten cents on my body.

At this moment, Yan Zhenshen put his things down and walked out again, asking, "What's wrong?"

"This guy wants to buy pork bones." Wang Wu said.

Yan Zhenshen nodded. What's the problem? If he wants to buy, then just sell it.

Yan Zhenshen usually didn't care about the affairs of the village, so he certainly didn't know who this young man was. He smiled and said to the young man, "Wait a minute, I'll go in and get it for you."

As he said that, he pulled Yan Zhenshen into the yard and talked to him in a low voice.

Yan Zhenshen frowned: "His mother's family doesn't care?"

"If I do, I'll get beaten every other day. If I sell it, he doesn't have much money. If I don't sell it, I feel sorry for him."

Wang Wu sighed, "If I sell it to him cheaply, if that Li Guaizi finds out, he'll accuse him of hooking up with other guys outside, and he'll definitely get beaten up."

Wang Wu felt that it was really embarrassing to encounter such a thing.

It would be inappropriate for men like them to have anything to do with that young man, so Yan Zhenshen called Chu Xiao out.

After all, Li Guaizi couldn't accuse this guy of having an affair with the young man.

"Did you two see a ghost during the day?" Chu Xiao asked, looking at the empty yard outside.

There was no one outside the yard. When no one was paying attention, the young man had already left with the child.