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Chapter 1942 Strange desire to win

Mr. Yang sighed in his heart. The county lord was unfamiliar with Changjin Mansion after all, and the people in this city were selling fresh things. The people in this city could not help but hesitate.

Thinking of this, Mr. Yang winked at He Er and others behind him, and then spoke loudly.

"Minister, we want to buy melon seeds, sunflower oil, instant noodles, and all of them. We want to buy them...fifty servings."

Fifty shares are not too much, so it will not make people feel that they are taking special care of the county lord's opening, nor will it make the county lord's opening day too cold and its business will be frustrated.

The others nodded, "Yes, we need fifty copies, too."

Shu Yu, "..." Why do they feel strange? Are there any misunderstandings?

After all, we have a deep friendship with Mr. Yang and others, Shu Yu still reminded me, "Although our food is something that has been stored for a long time, after all, it still has a shelf life. You have bought too much and can't finish it.

, and it’s broken in the end. Why not buy a little less and try it first to see if it’s up to the taste?"

"Yes, Mr. Yang, and you have already given gifts, so you are very polite. We will give you gifts. The gifts include these foods. You can take them back and try them, you don't need to buy them." Meng Han also said on the side.

Give me a gift back? Give me every one?

Although this is a politeness, Mr. Yang still feels very distressed. There are so many of them, so the county lord will not lose money? It is so uncomfortable to look back.

Mr. Yang sighed, "My County Master, it's one thing to return gifts, but it's another thing to buy them. You also know that we all come from Chenggu County, so it's not easy to come here, so of course we have to save more goods."

Let’s talk about it. Besides, we all have many relatives and friends, and each one gives one and it’s gone. After all, your things are fresh things, and everyone is interested in them.”

He Er nodded repeatedly, with his cousin who had a fever in the black market around him, "It's a pity that the county lord didn't open a shop in Chenggu County, otherwise the business would have been booming."

The cousin beside him muttered, "Why don't the guests in the city know the goods? They don't come to grab such good things."

They were talking here, and the guests next to them also heard it. Some people who were not short of money immediately said, "Who doesn't know the goods? It can be popular here, and we also need fifty copies."

They are rich local families in the capital city. Could it be that they are not as good as those from the county town? What a joke.

It doesn’t matter whether the money is not money or not. It is absolutely impossible to compare with the county town. The desire for victory or defeat suddenly ignites.

"Then we want sixty copies." My little cousin was not willing to be outdone. He knew that Meng Xiucai and County Lord Lu were his life-saviors, and he must not lose his face.

"We want seventy copies."

Shu Yu, "..." What's going on with this strange comparison?

Then they could continue to call her, and after today, her shop would be sold without stock.

She quickly grabbed them, "Okay, okay, everyone has a share. I thank you for taking care of my business. But buying too many is really not suitable, with a maximum of fifty servings, so you can't get more."

Mr. Yang sighed, "Mr. County Master, you are really thinking about others."

Shu Yu's mouth twitched, no, she didn't, she was thinking about her long journey of transporting goods.

"Fifty copies are just fifty, man, put it on."
Chapter completed!
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