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Chapter 10 Lower the Price

At this time, in Lin Fei's yard, Lin Fei was planning to turn on the tractor and buy the Dongxingban he captured into the town.

However, Lin Zihua and Zhang Rong were full of sorrow and frowned, not agreeing with their son's actions.

"Feizi, I think we should honestly sell the Dongxingban you captured to your cousin!" Lin Zihua walked to the tractor, grabbed Lin Fei's hand that was about to shaking the tractor, and persuaded him.

"Yes! It's safest to sell it to your cousin. The dealers in the town cannot collect our fish." Zhang Rong echoed.

Lin Fei refused to agree.

Lin Fei also expressed his reasons for opposing it: "Dad, mom, sell it to my cousin Lin Guodong. The Dongxing Ban captured by our family will be sold for 30 yuan less per pound, and more than 200 pounds, which is more than 6,000 yuan."

His cousin Lin Guodong was too unfair, and the price of purchasing fish was outrageously low.

This is the reason why Lin Fei is determined to go to the town to sell fish.

"Feizi, what you said, your mother and I don't understand! But it's even more unrealistic for the dealers in the town to buy fish from our family and go to the city to sell fish from our family. Our tractor cannot enter the city." Lin Zihua sighed.

Regardless, Lin Zihua and Zhang Rong were both persuasive, Lin Fei insisted on going to the town to sell fish.

This made Lin Zihua and Zhang Rong feel uneasy.

"Son, some time ago, some people in the village were dissatisfied with the fact that Lin Guodong bought the fish and the price was too low, so they took the fish they caught to the town and sold it. In the end, only a few kilograms of fish were sold. The remaining fish were brought back and sold to Lin Guodong at a low price. For this matter, the people in the village even apologized to Lin Guodong." Zhang Rong said this, in order to dispel his son's idea of ​​pulling the fish and selling it to the town.

"I don't believe that Lin Guodong can cover the sky with one hand in Yutou Town." Lin Fei said firmly, and then Lin Fei sneezes.

"Your dad and I won't stop you, okay! Go and take a shower, change your clothes, stop catching a cold. Our family of three will go to the town to sell fish harvest together." Zhang Rong's tone finally softened.

While saying this, Zhang Rong pushed Lin Fei into the house with all her might.

While Lin Fei was taking a shower, Lin Zihua and Zhang Rong looked at each other, then brought two large buckets filled with Dongxing Spots on the tractor to a large cart and pushed them to the yard of Lin Guodong's house.

"Guodong, remember, what I said to you before." Seeing Lin Zihua and Zhang Rong, Xu Lili glanced at her son Lin Guodong and said with a pointing smile.

Lin Guodong nodded.

Then, Lin Guodong walked to the two big buckets, looked at the Dongxingban in the bucket carefully, and said with a harsh look: "Uncle, Second Aunt, the Dongxingban you captured in your house is too small and not very new. I can only give thirty yuan per pound."

Lin Guodong was obviously talking lies with his eyes open.

This time, the Dongxing Banana that Lin Fei caught was very big and was still lively.

"Guodong, your price is too harsh. Normally, the price of a pound of Dongxingban is seventy or eighty yuan per pound. Why do you only give thirty yuan per pound?" Lin Zihua frowned.

Zhang Rong quickly continued: "Guodong, usually, you can collect Dongxingban, isn't it forty yuan per pound? Today, the market price of Dongxingban has not dropped!"

If they really want to sell the Dongxingban captured by their son today for 30 yuan per pound, their family will lose two or three thousand.

Lin Fei was taking a shower at this time, but his parents pulled Dong Xingban to his cousin Lin Guodong's house.

"Uncle Second Aunt, Second Aunt, what I give you is a fair price. If you don't sell it, you can go to the town to sell it." Lin Guodong raised his chin and said coldly.

Lin Guodong predicted that his second uncle and second aunt would sell him Dongxingban. At this moment, he was extremely proud. No matter how hard his cousin Lin Fei could catch fish, he would work for him in the end.

He sold Dongxingban more than his cousin Lin Fei.

People need to have a background, but they can no longer be able to do so. They are useless.

At this time, three or two villagers who had a good relationship with Lin Fei's family were talking to Lin Zihua and Zhang Rong.

"Guodong, the Dongxing Ban captured by Lin Fei today is quite big and lively. Thirty yuan per catty is really too low."

"You can add some more."

"I think it's more suitable for 45 yuan per pound."

Lin Guodong glared at them and shouted, "Are you buyers or I? It costs 45 yuan per pound, you bought it!"

When the villagers who were talking to Lin Fei's family heard this, they immediately lowered their heads like deflated balls.

Lin Guodong was very satisfied with the scene in front of him. His father Lin Ziguo is the village chief of Longhai Village.

And he is the richest man in Longhai Village.

In this Longhai Village, he is the local emperor. No one dares to fight against him will have no good results.

Lin Zihua and Zhang Rong became anxious when they heard this.

"Guodong, everyone is a relative, there is no need to make the relationship so stiff." Lin Zihua quickly tried to smooth things over, and an embarrassing smile appeared on his face.

When he said this, he took out a piece of soft white sand and placed it in front of Lin Guodong. He lowered his posture as much as possible.

For the sake of life, he had no choice but to put down his figure and make a living.

No one wants to let go of his figure and beg others. If his son Lin Fei had not been expelled from Dongjiang University, now he would have made a living at sea, so he would not have begged his nephew Lin Guodong so lowly.

"Big nephew, don't make things difficult for us." Zhang Rong was also begging Lin Guodong.

Lin Guodong took the soft white sand from Lin Zihua's hand with a smile.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zihua and Zhang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Bang!

But the next moment, Lin Guodong threw the soft white sand that Lin Fei's father Lin Zihua passed him to the ground and smashed it with his feet.

"Uncle Second Uncle, a poor guy like you only draws a soft white sand that costs five yuan a pack, and I only draws Huazi." Lin Guodong said, then took out a Huazi and held it in his mouth.

Seeing this, Hou Yong, a three monkey, bent over and ran to Lin Guodong, and used a lighter to ignite the flower on Lin Guodong's mouth.

Lin Zihua closed his eyes and felt his dignity shattered by his nephew Lin Guodong.

Zhang Rong was very upset.

They really want to get angry. No matter what, Lin Guodong said, he was a junior. In front of so many villagers, Lin Guodong humiliated Lin Zihua so much.

Passed!

"Big nephew..." Lin Zihua swallowed his anger and was about to speak again, begging Lin Guodong to accept his Dongxingban at a suitable price.

However, as soon as he said it, he was interrupted by Lin Guodong.

"If you like to sell, sell it. If you don't sell it, get out. I won't give you a penny if you want to. If you don't want to, just sell it in the town." Lin Guodong said in a fog.

"Big nephew, we sell so many Dongxingbans ourselves, when will we have to sell them?" Lin Zihua felt extremely bitter in his heart.
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