The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 36 20
"Can you still take care of my family affairs? You are the village head, so you have to take it easy!"

Zhang Feng blew his beard and stared, and stood in front of Yun Cheng: "I don't care about your family affairs, I just care that you should go to work every day, and ask for leave twice in these three days, be careful that I will deduct your work points!"

Now everyone farming is collective, the village head is in charge, and everyone usually goes to work, and the grain and money are distributed at the end of the year according to centimeters.

Taxes are also paid together, and any work is arranged by the village head.

So once the village chief said this, Li Cuihua would wither.

"Hey, no, the village chief, am I not busy? I will go to work in the afternoon, and I will go in the afternoon. Hehe, you don't remember the villains."

"Damn girl, hurry back with me!"

Yun Cheng put down the saw in his hand: "I'll go back first, and I'll come over to check at night."

"Master?"

"No problem."

"My grandparents are coming later, just let them go quickly." It's been almost an hour and a half, and it should be coming in half an hour at most. If you run fast, you probably won't .

"Okay! Master, I understand!"

Zhang Feng took a step forward: "Yun Cheng?"

"Please trouble Uncle Feng, it's fine." Yun Cheng smiled politely, but if you look carefully, you can see the cold light in her eyes again.

"Bitch girl! Find a backer if I can't see you for a day? But I tell you that any backing is useless!" Li Cuihua wanted to slap Yun Cheng's head with a slap.

But as soon as he raised his slap, Yun Cheng looked over.

Li Cuihua got stuck in an instant.

I couldn't get my hands up in the air, and my arms seemed to be stiff from the cold.

It wasn't until Yun Cheng walked away with his hands behind his back that Li Cuihua came back to his senses, only to find that his entire back was wet and he was sweating profusely.

Li Cuihua didn't dare to speak anymore, this dead girl is really frightening now, just looking at her casually with her eyes will scare people to death.

When Yun Cheng returned home, he saw Granny Liu who had returned in a state of embarrassment last time, and a richer person with a big mole on the corner of her mouth.

It should be that his identity is not simple, and he still wears a silver hairpin on his head.

"Is this the girl?" The rich lady spoke first.

"Yes, yes, Miss Jin, how much do you think this girl can sell?"

"You can also see people now. This one must be first-class. You can see that it just hasn't opened yet. When it opens, it must be a beauty embryo."

"The most rare thing, look, you don't have any petty farmer's air on you. You can cultivate it well, as if you are a lady of every family, and you will be able to sell it for a good price then, right?"

"Besides, this girl is still young, so it's easy for you to train her."

Madam Jin took a few steps forward and stood in front of Yun Cheng with her little feet lightly, looking Yun Cheng up and down.

"Little girl? Are you not afraid? Say something and I'll listen."

This girl is suitable to be sold in a brothel, but in a brothel, it is not only for her appearance, her voice is also a major feature.

Yun Cheng's wide-eyed woman approached, with a calm expression on her face, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, her voice was cold and outstanding, her red lips were slightly parted, and she said word by word: "Afraid"

"indivual"

"hair!"

Ms. Jin was taken aback by Yun Cheng's rude words, but then clapped her hands and laughed, "Hahaha, the little girl has a personality."

"Have a good personality, I really like this girl, and she will definitely be the number one when she sells to brothels."

"I want this girl, 20 taels, sign the deed of sale!"

When Li Cuihua heard that it was 20 taels, my God, she was almost knocked out by this surprise.

"Good, good, good! Sell it, sell it!"

　Luo Jia: I can buy you for 20 taels?

　　Yun Cheng handed Luo Jia 20 taels.

　　Roca: "What are you doing?"

　　Yuncheng: "Didn't you say 20 taels?"

　　Luo Jia: ...

　　I give you 20 taels, not you give me 20 taels?
　　Yun Cheng frowned: "20 taels not enough?"

　　"I give you all my wealth, can you buy me?"

　　"If you don't buy, you can't do it. Buy and sell!"

　　Luo Jia laughed, smiling like a flower: "Okay!"

　　Note: This is a completely fictional dynasty set up by the author. Many grains and vegetables that are available in modern times are not available, and they are collectively owned by centimeters. This is completely fictional and not linked to any dynasty.

　　Everything is fabricated by the author, please don’t correct me, babies~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)