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The three of them came to a rice shop. Although the shop was not big, it was clean and tidy.

Lin Mo looked at the rice bags piled up in the store and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Haven't we just harvested the grain? Why are they still buying rice? Are they planning to sell some? But the grain in their two backpacks doesn't even weigh 60 kilograms. How can that be enough to sell?"

Lin Wenhong said something to the shop assistant, and that person invited Lin Wenhong and others into the back.

Lin Mo followed Lin Wenhong into the inner room.

"Uncle, I heard you were looking for me." A man in his early thirties walked in from outside and asked Lin Wenhong.

Lin Wenhong quickly stood up and said, "Yes."

The visitor saluted and said, "Old man, what do you want from me?"

Lin Wenhong: Boss, let me ask you, are you collecting grain?

"receive."

The shopkeeper answered concisely and clearly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, as if he was quite interested in Lin Wenhong's purpose.

He went on to say, "However, we have a rule for collecting grain here. We have to inspect it first to see the quality and dryness of the grain before deciding the price."

Lin Wenhong nodded to show his understanding, then slowly took out a few handfuls of grain from his backpack and placed them carefully on the table, fearing that a single grain would spill.

As he displayed the crops, he introduced them, "Boss, look at these. They're all grown in our own fields. This year, we had plenty of rain and good sunshine, so the harvest was exceptionally good. These grains are carefully selected, dry, and free of impurities."

The shopkeeper approached the table, bent down, and carefully examined the food on the table with his experienced eyes.

He first gently grabbed a handful and rubbed it with his fingers to feel the hardness and fullness of the grain; then he put it close to his nose and took a deep breath, as if savoring the unique aroma of the grain.

After a moment, a satisfied smile appeared on the shopkeeper's face. He stood up and said to Lin Wenhong, "Uncle, your grain is indeed good and of high quality. Let me give you a fair price and guarantee that you will be satisfied."

As soon as the shopkeeper heard the words, he called out to the outside of the house: "Chun Zi"

"Hey, here I come." A smart young man ran in in response.

"Come and help the old man weigh the grain in the basket."

Haruko: "Okay, boss."

Chunzi said to Lin Wenhong enthusiastically, "Uncle, please wait a moment. I will help you weigh the grain."

As he spoke, he took the backpack from Lin Wenhong, carried it steadily on his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the place where the grain was weighed.

Lin Wenhong looked at the young man's back and said to the shopkeeper with a smile, "Shopkeeper, the guys in your shop are quite hardworking."

The shopkeeper smiled and replied, "Of course. Our shop emphasizes attentive service and customer satisfaction. "Old man, the grain you brought today looks good. After we've weighed it, we can discuss the price in detail."

Lin Wenhong nodded in agreement. He thought to himself that the shopkeeper seemed like a decent person and should be able to give a fair price.

Soon, Chunzi came back and whispered in the shopkeeper's ear: "Shopkeeper, the grain in the backpack has been weighed, and the weight is..."

The shopkeeper nodded and turned to Lin Wenhong and said, "Old man, there are two liters and eight he of rice in your basket, one dou and six he and six spoons of rye, and eight liters of beans. Do you think these are the correct amounts?"

Lin Wenhong nodded to confirm that it was correct.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper continued, "We charge one dan of high-quality rice for one liang of silver, one dan of wheat for seven and a half cents, and beans for seven cents. I will charge you according to the high-quality grain."

The shopkeeper continued, "Rice is 28 wen, beans are 56 wen, and corn is 79 wen 9.5 li. That's a total of 163 wen 9.5 li. I'll give you 164 wen. Please count them."

Lin Wenhong took the silver and money, counted them carefully, and after confirming that they were correct, he said to the shopkeeper:

"Boss, I only brought a portion today for you to take a look. I still have a lot of grain to sell at home. I wonder how much you have collected?"

Shopkeeper: "Old man, how much grain do you plan to sell?"

A hint of curiosity and anticipation flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes. He leaned forward slightly and listened to Lin Wenhong more attentively.

"Uncle, just tell us. As long as the quality is good, we will buy it in any quantity." The shopkeeper's voice was sincere and enthusiastic, trying to dispel Lin Wenhong's concerns.

Lin Wenhong felt a little relieved after hearing this. After a moment's thought, he replied, "Boss, my family has had a good harvest this year. We have about 20 to 30 dan of rice, 40 to 50 dan of corn, and 60 to 7 dan of beans. These are all carefully selected high-quality grains. You can rest assured about their quality."

Lin Wenru, who was standing by, heard this and echoed, "My family has about ten dan of rice, about twenty dan of corn, and about ten dan of beans."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he stood up and asked excitedly, "Really?"

Lin Wenhong nodded: "Seriously."

The shopkeeper's eyes gleamed with the keenness and enthusiasm of a businessman, and with a sincere smile on his face, he asked Lin Wenhong, "May I know your name, sir? Such a large quantity of grain must come from a hardworking family."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wenhong quickly bowed and humbly replied, "You're too polite, boss. My surname is Lin. This year, the weather has been good and the harvest is quite good, so I thought of exchanging some silver to supplement my family's income."

When the shopkeeper heard this, his eyes sparkled and he became even more enthusiastic: "So it's Uncle Lin, your grain looks good. If the quantity is so large, we can still negotiate the price and give you a better price."

Lin Wenhong's heart moved, and he naturally understood the shopkeeper's implication.

Lin Wenhong nodded slightly, indicating that he was willing to discuss further.

The shopkeeper was delighted to see this. He continued, "Uncle Lin, where do you live? If it's convenient, we can arrange for someone to go inspect the grain right away so we can complete the transaction quickly and avoid any further complications."

Lin Wenhong smiled and replied, "The shopkeeper is very thoughtful. I live in Guangyou Village in Qingmu Town. Although it's a bit far from here, the road conditions are not bad. However, if we set out now, I'm afraid we'll have to walk at night after collecting the grain and returning, which is very inconvenient."

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper nodded in understanding. "Uncle Lin is right. The road is indeed difficult to travel at night. How about this? I will personally lead people to Guangyou Village to inspect the grain tomorrow morning. What do you think?"

Lin Wenhong quickly bowed and said, "The shopkeeper's arrangement is truly thoughtful. I am deeply grateful. I will be waiting for you at home tomorrow morning and will prepare some tea as a token of my gratitude."

The shopkeeper smiled and waved his hand: "Uncle Lin, you're welcome. Don't worry, I will arrive on time tomorrow morning."

Chapter 80 Grandpa, I understand