PFC Chapter 353
Chapter 353
The apples have all been eaten, and no rules have been set for this matter.
Zhao Ganwei pointed at the noses of Zhao Dajun and others and wanted to curse them, but when he saw the tears and pain on their faces, he swallowed the curse back.
He sighed heavily, "Fifty cents is fifty cents! Consider it the price you pay for not judging people well. But next time, be careful when someone asks you to sign or put your fingerprints on something!"
"...Is that the end? Is that the end!" Zhao Dajun muttered to himself, then stood up and wanted to say something, but his body, which had just vomited blood, did not allow him to stand up suddenly, and he soon fell down again with a pale face.
"Tsk tsk tsk, so pitiful." Zhong Ruyi sighed and shook her head, and helped pick up a contract that fell at her feet. She glanced at it and saw a ten-year term written on it. The corners of her mouth twitched twice. It was terrible to be uneducated. She was coaxed into signing such unfair terms without knowing it, and she was complacent thinking she got a great deal.
Are you okay now?
You know there is no free lunch in the world, right?
Out of kindness, she told the village chief the ten-year deadline written on it.
"What? Ten years? Let me see." Zhao Ganwei took the contract. He stared with wide eyes, trying to find the word "ten years" on it, but he was helpless as he was illiterate and could not read many words. He could only turn around and ask Zhong Ruyi in disappointment.
"That's it." Zhong Ruyi pointed and showed him the two words.
Upon learning that the contract was still for ten years, Zhao Dajun's family burst into tears again, with both the young and the old crying and wailing.
So pitiful.
Zhong Ruyi went back with a sigh, but the villagers wanted to stay and see if there was any gossip that had not been dug up.
In the Chen family's yard, the arsonist Yu Da, with a look of despair on his face, took Tiedan and Lanlan with him.
There is a shortage of manpower now, so Zhong's mother and others have to help with the work, and there is no one to look after the two little ones at home.
So the task fell on Yu Da. Zhong Ruyi told him that as long as he could make the two children happy, he would be given two pieces of meat every day.
There are so many people in the village, so naturally they are not afraid that he will run away with the child.
"Miss Zhong, you're back?" Yu Da pitifully pulled the two children hanging on his body down, put one down and then climbed up with another one. He was in a panic the whole time.
"Thank you for your hard work. Give Lanlan to me and I'll give you some meat in the evening." Zhong Ruyi took Lanlan over. The little girl was blowing bubbles from her mouth and smiled whenever she saw people.
Yu Da happily went back to find the goose. He had recently made a haystack and could sleep well in the goose pen.
I don’t know if even God couldn’t stand seeing Boss Zhao cheating people like this, but it started raining as soon as the carriage left Liuyun Town. The rain was not too heavy or too light, but at least the curtains on the carriage were blown by the wind, and the rain fell onto the watermelons.
"Master! There's no village or shop here. Why don't we take shelter from the rain under a tree?"
The subordinates shouted to the people inside the carriage, their bodies already soaked by the rain.
Zhao Cunliang lifted the car curtain to take a look, cursed softly that it was bad luck, and asked someone to find a place to stop.
Soon the group took shelter from the rain under a tree, and Zhao Cunliang hid in a carriage. The carriage he rode was the best, unlike other carriages which could only be used to transport goods but could not provide shelter from wind and rain.
The rain continued to fall for half an hour, and when it finally stopped, he immediately ordered everyone to start their journey.
It was noon, and although there was a hint of cool moisture in the air after the rain, as the sun regained control of the sky, the sunlight falling on people became scorching and the temperature rose.
I just got wet from the rain and now the sun is out so brightly. I feel very uncomfortable.
The coachmen didn't say anything but they were complaining in their hearts that their boss was really inconsiderate. It was in this mood that one of the coachmen discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with the cargo in the carriage.
He lifted the curtain and took a look, and saw that the water melons that had been rained on were now exposed to direct sunlight. The water melons had cracked silently, and there were more than one or two of them. Most of the melons in the carriage were cracked!
The carriage in the middle suddenly stopped, and the driver hurriedly ran to the front, "Oh no! Oh no! All the watermelons in the carriage are rotten!"
The curtain was pulled open with a "swish", and Zhao Cunliang got off the carriage with a cold face, and followed the coachman to the carriage he mentioned.
The carriage was filled with cracked melons, with red flesh scattered everywhere.
His face turned pale and he asked, "What on earth is going on?" Could it be that the road was too bumpy and the melons were damaged?
I asked everyone to check all the watermelons on the carriages, and found that almost all of them were damaged, with some cracked and broken on every carriage.
...
When the five hundred water melons were finally picked up, only about a hundred were intact, and the rest were all cracked and rotten.
Zhao Cunliang asked someone to drive a horse-drawn carriage to ask in the small villages they passed by if anyone wanted to buy them. He only sold those that were cracked, but when the villagers heard the price, they all shook their heads and refused.
It's so funny. I've never seen this melon before. How can a cracked rotten melon be sold for one or two taels of silver?
Isn't this clearly an attempt to steal money?
In the end, all the bad melons were not sold, but he was unwilling to lower the price. The weather was hot, and the cracked melons could not be kept for long. After a few hours, they all gave off a sour and smelly smell. He had no choice but to have people throw away all the melons.
With a sullen face, he traveled for five days and had someone deliver the remaining one hundred or so water melons to the store. He then ordered his servants to pick out a few good ones and send them to Magistrate Feng.
The servant took the order and went down, but turned around and complained to others, "The master always asks us to send things to Lord Feng's house, but how can an official like him look down on a merchant like our master? It's useless even if we send it."
"Isn't it? Didn't the master say that Aunt Mei from Lord Feng's house is his distant cousin? Why don't the two families have a closer relationship? Last time I went to deliver something, people said that Aunt Mei from their house only has one brother and doesn't know our master at all."
No matter how much you complain, you still have to send what needs to be sent.
It was the same this time as before. The person delivering the items knocked on the door, and a young servant opened it. "Who are you looking for?"
The man smiled. Although they were both servants, his work for Master Zhao was completely different from that for a high-ranking official. He lowered his eyebrows and said docilely, "Our master asked us to send something to your concubine Mei. Our master is her distant cousin."
Upon hearing this, the servant impatiently drove him away, "Go away! Our Aunt Mei's brother just left this morning, how could a distant cousin suddenly appear?"
Regardless of the visitor's reply, he closed the door directly, cursing, "Last time, you were talking about our Aunt Mei's distant cousin. If you want to curry favor with our master, just say so directly. Why are you making up such a lame excuse?"
Zhao Cunliang took a deep breath and waved his hand to let the servant who had brought the things back go down.
I still have to find a time to go to Lord Feng's house in person. Although my relationship with the Mei family is not close, they are still relatives after all. If I succeed in currying favor with Lord Feng, I won't be able to walk around arrogantly in the future, but at least no one will dare to mess with me.
Thinking about how he had been rejected every time he asked to see Lord Feng over the years, he felt a little nervous, wondering if he would be rejected again this time.