Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Watching the servants retreat, Lin Ping felt a bit bored. To be honest, his fists were itching to punch someone.

He wouldn't mind crippling several of his servants, along with Guo Hei.

"Since Miss Meng has no sincerity, then please leave," Guo Hei said coldly.

He didn't know where Meng Qingge got such perseverance from, as she came more than ten times in a row.

Do you really think Guo Wengui's critics are philanthropists who would sell grapes at low prices?

The answer is quite the opposite; it was precisely because she came every day that the other party deliberately raised the price even higher.

"Young Master Lin, let's go back," Meng Qingge said firmly.

If Lin Ping hadn't said that Guo Hei was a kind person, Meng Qingge wouldn't have kept asking him for help.

If I stay here, I'll only be looked down upon by them.

"Why should we go back? We came here to buy grapes, and the deal hasn't been finalized yet. How can we go back?" Lin Ping said seriously.

"Hahaha, talking business? Very well, may I ask how much Young Master Lin is willing to offer?" Guo Hei asked dismissively.

In his view, Lin Ping was nothing more than Meng Qingge's lackey, with no real power and no chance of offering a satisfactory price.

“The market price is fifty coins per dou, but we buy a lot and have come several times. How about thirty coins per dou?” Lin Ping said unhurriedly.

"Thirty coins? Are you trying to make me laugh to death so you can inherit my fortune?" Guo Hei burst into laughter.

Let alone thirty coins, he would have to think twice even if it were three hundred coins. He was very experienced in raising prices on the spot.

Grapes don't sell well, and he hasn't made much money in recent years. Guo Hei wants to make this one and eat it for the rest of his life.

"So, Mr. Guo doesn't want to do this deal?" Lin Ping smiled dismissively, confident of success.

"Are you trying to outdo me? This price is ridiculous, it's a rip-off for idiots." Guo Hei said angrily.

Not only him, but even Meng Qingge found it a bit strange. Lin Ping usually seemed quite smart, but he couldn't do accounting. He was suffering from a lack of education.

"Since Mr. Guo doesn't agree, I'll ask again: will you sell a peck of grapes for twenty copper coins? If you still don't sell, I'll keep lowering the price," Lin Ping said with a sneer, as if he had the other party figured out that he was a fool.

"Show him out!" Guo Hei stomped his feet in anger; Lin Ping was clearly insulting his intelligence.

"Ten coins for a bushel, and you'll have to kneel on the ground and beg me." Lin Ping stood firmly in place, unshaken by the efforts of the four servants.

Guo Hei finally understood: Lin Ping was here to cause trouble, and he thought he could act lawlessly just because he had brute strength.

The cost of a bushel of grapes is at least thirty copper coins, so the price Lin Ping offered was indeed a bit... unfair.

"If Young Master Lin finds this amusing, then Qingge will no longer accompany you," Meng Qingge said somewhat angrily.

Lin Ping had come with her after all, and such shameless behavior brought shame to the Meng family.

She tried to reason with him, but he wouldn't listen.

"You brat, don't think you can act recklessly just because the Meng family is backing you up. Believe me or not, I'll report you to the authorities." Guo Hei knew he couldn't beat Lin Ping, so he could only threaten him with the government.

"Young Master Lin, are you ever going to stop? If you think doing this will make me happy, you're sorely mistaken. I don't blame you for misjudging me, but you shouldn't be so unreasonable," Meng Qingge said, somewhat annoyed.

To be honest, she didn't hold a grudge against Lin Ping for groveling to Guo Hei, but she didn't want to see him act like a scoundrel, which she found very tasteless.

"Master, something's happened!" A servant rushed in, intending to slow down by using the resistance of the door, but the door was lying on the ground, and he could only fall face-first to the ground.

This man was not a servant in Guo Hei's household, but rather the manager who helped him manage the vineyard.

"You scoundrel, what kind of behavior is this, all flustered and disrespectful? Can't you see the master is discussing business?" Guo Hei kicked the man out of the hall, clearly intending for him to re-enter in a different posture.

A servant who is careless and impulsive is not a good thing; he will be laughed at.

The man crawled in on his knees, and, showing some shrewdness, said slowly, "Something happened at the vineyard."

"Huh? Could it be that my grapes were too sweet and made someone sick?" Guo Hei was a little panicked, after all, a life was at stake.

On the other hand, it's also a good thing. It's not illegal to make people sick with salt, and this incident can even be used to promote him.

Guo's confidence is not without reason. The severe drought and the combination of warm days and cold nights have resulted in an abundance of glucose, making it no wonder that people are sick of it. Who told you to be so greedy?

The manager quickly shook his head.

"So the grapes were so plentiful that they fell on someone and killed them?" Guo Hei continued to worry, because killing someone was a serious matter and would incur legal liability.

"The way this guy pretends to be a servant is just like me when I was young." Lin Ping admired Guo Hei's confidence.

Lin Ping only admired two kinds of people in his life: those who were good at acting and those who were good at pretending to be bad.

This is one of the reasons why he likes to look in the mirror.

"It's frozen, it's all frozen." Guan Shi really didn't like watching him pretend to be a coward, so he couldn't help but say it.

"Freezing? Explain it clearly." Guo Hei still didn't understand what he meant.

"Last night, heavy snow fell and the river froze. Your thousand acres of grapes were not spared either; now they're all frozen solid and hanging on the vines." The manager felt much better after venting his frustration.

"What did you say? All the grapes on my thousand acres of land have turned into ice blocks?" Guo Hei gasped, almost fainting. This news was more shocking than a bolt from the blue.

As a fruit merchant, he naturally knew that fruit couldn't be frozen; otherwise, no one would want it even if it were given away for free.

The weather was a bit strange this year, and he wanted to harvest the grapes ahead of schedule. However, Meng Qingge came every day, which strengthened his confidence to raise the price on the spot. So he deliberately left the grapes on the vines for a few more days. Who would have thought that he would be tricked?

Not to mention Guo Hei, even Meng Qingge felt regretful, after all, this was a thousand acres of grapes, a precious food.

Only Lin Ping smiled triumphantly.

He wouldn't know it snowed today? I don't believe a second thought!

If they didn't know, why would they deliberately let Meng Qingge disrupt Guo Hei's plans?

Guo Hei blames no one but himself for being too greedy and for listening to Zhang Mingfang's lies.

His eyes suddenly flashed and landed on Lin Ping. He said in a sly tone, "Young Master Lin, I'll sell it for thirty coins. I'll sell it to you for as much as you want."

"Boss Guo, do you think we're fools? Frozen grapes are just a bunch of ice lumps, we won't take them for a penny," Meng Qingge said hurriedly, afraid that Lin Ping didn't know the market price.

Guo Hei's face was ashen, and he lay sprawled on the ground like a lump of mud.

"It's all over, it's all over, Zhang Ming, let me fuck you!" Guo Hei cursed through gritted teeth.

"Boss Guo, I never said I wouldn't buy it. I can consider it for ten coins," Lin Ping said with a grin, bending over.