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Chapter 6: Gifts

Seeing Ye Zi remained silent, they couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

The middle-aged man watched the next four weeks vigilantly. After confirming that he was safe, he spoke a little faster, "Girl, see what conditions you have, and you can just bring it up." After saying this, his eyes kept staring at Ye Zi.

Ye Zi knows that even if it is no one's corner now, their location is not suitable for discussing food issues. In order to avoid being noticed by someone who is interested, Ye Zi just wants to end this business as soon as possible.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have any bad intentions. It's like this. How about doing a business with you?

Said that the middle-aged business man's eyes lit up and he looked very interested.

"what business?

Ye Zi deliberately lowered her voice: "I have some grains in my hand, which are better than yours. See if you are interested in collecting them.

There are not only fine rice, but also millet. "

After Ye Zi talked about rice, she could clearly see the light in the eyes of the two of them who were determined to win.

The eldest sister asked excitedly: "Sister, do you really have rice?

Ye Zi saw the light of desire in the eyes of the two, knowing that the deal had been half successful.

This is the north, and rice cannot be grown. It is very difficult for people here to eat rice.

Ye Zi took a handful of the prepared rice sample out of her pocket, which was actually taken out of the space, and only outsiders could not see it.

The middle-aged man took the rice and held it in front of his nose with a face of enjoyment. His eyes were slightly moist. Such good rice is rare to see even when he was a child in the south, let alone eat it.

The middle-aged woman was surprised, her eyes fixed on the rice, and she couldn't help but say loudly:

"Oops"......

Sister, where do you come from, the grains are full, so good. "

Ye Zi did not intend to reply to the middle-aged woman's words.

When the middle-aged man saw his silence, he knew that the girl didn't intend to say more. He knew that raw rice was tasteless. However, as an authentic southerner, he liked to eat rice the most. It was because of the chaos in the 1960s and when the whole family emigrated. When you leave with your family, you will end up in the north. It takes root here. Rice can only be eaten occasionally by wealthy workers. Small businesses like him can only use rice in exchange for brown rice to feed the bunch of children at home.

Middle-aged men no longer dare to look at Ye Zi with the eyes of ordinary people. There must be an ulterior way to have such fine grains. Only when people sell this hot rice unknowingly will they find him. , I had already made up the picture in my heart, and solemnly introduced herself to Ye Zi.

From the middle-aged man's self-introduction, Ye Zi learned that the husband and wife are named Zhou Lao Er and the female is Juanzi.

Ye Zi said lightly: "You call me Xiaoye."

Tell me about the price of the grain?

Zhou Lao Er asked with a skeptical tone, "Can you guarantee that the quality of the rice we receive is the same as the one in hand?

Ye Zi still has assurance of this, and said confidently, "Of course."

Zhou Lao Er and Juanzi looked embarrassed. They had money, but the tickets were a bit embarrassing.