He even thought that he would not have to wait until next year. Today, after the wheat festival, he would be able to tell his son about his housewife. The family would have a few hundred yuan, and that day would be promising...

After two more sunny days in succession, after harvesting a few acres of wheat on the first day. From the second day of harvesting, purple wheat began to be picked back from the field in Tianzhong.

It looks strong. Purple, really like gold, purple gold.

In this harvest season, no one is unhappy in the fields. This year's harvest is at least two or three times better than previous years. Ever since the wheat fell into the ground last year, the farmers in the village have been frightened several times and are tired day and night.

After struggling on an empty stomach, who wouldn’t be happy to have such a full belly?

When people met, they nodded and smiled at each other. They all said that God has eyes, and after all, the poor cannot starve to death one by one. They talked to each other about the hardships of the past: floods, droughts, busyness and panic, and the embarrassment of being hungry...

…

They are all fine now.

The market gradually became lively, and prices more than doubled in just two or three days. On the contrary, the prices of wheat harvested in the grain stores on the market dropped day by day.

Come down.

Five yuan! Four and a half yuan! Four yuan! It has been so low that the market price is only two and a half yuan, and it is still the best wheat.

"Did it really fall so fast?"

The atmosphere of joy and rejoicing gradually subsided as the price of wheat dropped. In this harvest season, the price of wheat fell by a piece, which made everyone feel nervous. Moreover, due to the high price of everything on the market, the harvest was good.

It's simply more embarrassing than usual.

Who would want to sell the food that is like sweat and blood after a lot of hard work, so worthless?

When Uncle Yunpu heard such news, he was not very surprised. He was already blinded by the storehouse full of food that had never been seen before. He did not believe that such a good life-saving treasure could not be sold for a lot of money.

.When others told him that wheat prices had plummeted crazily, he stared at his dim eyes and cursed angrily:

"It's you sons of bitches who are making such a fuss and spreading rumors! What's so surprising about the drop in grain prices? Those who don't pay big prices can't keep it for themselves? Mom, let them all starve to death!"

However, despite finding his son angry, there was still no way to stop him because of the low price of wheat. The news of two yuan and twenty cents a load of wheat gradually spread throughout the vast countryside.

"Only a bitch's son would sell it for two dollars and twenty cents!"

No matter the price dropped to the point of being worthless, Uncle Yunpu still had to urge his sons to work. He would dry the grain in his own drying yard, get on the windmill, enter the warehouse, and work non-stop all day long under the blazing sun.

In the end, those wheats turned into clean and good wheat one by one. He seriously decided that he would rather keep such a life-saving treasure at home for three to five years than sell it cheaply.

It turned out to be my own hard work for more than half a year!

The fields after the autumn harvest were like the ruins of a fortress after a war, messy and without any order. The entire countryside was temporarily peaceful.

Although he had figured it out in his mind, while he was sitting by the door smoking a dry cigarette, there was still something tied in Uncle Yunpu's mind - he had to pay back the money!

I have to pay back the money I owe this year, and I still have to pay the owner’s rent! I also have to pay back the company’s seed money!

You have to pay for all this!

I'm reluctant to sell it, but if...

"Big, big, company, company is here!"

The shouts from his son in the distance only made Uncle Yun Pu's heart tighten. The creditor finally came to the door. Well, no matter how low the price was, he had to sell enough money to settle the debt. If it hadn't been for him,

Maybe this family will starve to death this year.

"Sell, sell!"

After smoking the ashes, he walked to the door and looked at the figure approaching from a distance. Uncle Yunpu greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Feng..."

"Uncle Yunpu!"

The people who came here obviously knew Uncle Yunpu for a long time. He was the one who came to the village to make this kind of food last year. No matter how the price of food dropped, he was still very kind to his family's survival.

"Mr. Feng, you, I just said that I was going to sell the wheat and send you the seed money. Look, I have troubled you to go through this trip again. I'm really, really sorry. Lock, hurry up, let me go."

Your mother killed a chicken and asked Mr. Feng to stay at home..."

Before Uncle Yunpu could finish speaking, the person who came quickly stopped him and said.

"Uncle Yunpu, you are so polite. The chicken is kept at home to lay eggs for salt. If I eat it, I am still a human being. I am here to tell you whether you want to sell the grain to the company.

Four dollars and six a load!”

What...four six dollars!

Uncle Yun Pu opened his eyes wide and looked at Mr. Sun in front of him. The market price was only two and a half yuan, but the company paid four and a half yuan? This... this is not a dream!

"Uncle Yunpu, the price of grain has dropped. It's a rumor created by the dealer. Originally, the company was planning to come forward early in the morning, but the company has to wait for the head office to compile the summary before it can bid. This has made you worry for so many days.
Chapter completed!