Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

Zhou Chuzhen has a good weather this year. If everything is normal, the spirit millet should have been a good harvest, and more than three or four kilograms should not be a problem.

Qiao Daqian was blamed by the villain. Although Zhou Chu ’s Ling Su was kept, after the tax was finally deducted, the remaining Ling Su would be more than 1,000 kilos.

But even this limited one thousand kilograms is already very difficult for Zhouchu Town.

Zhao Zhen looked forward looking forward to the disciples of the gossip gods.

"Second class?"

The disciple of the Eight Diagrams Tianmen listened and raised his eyes.

He opened a bag of Lingsu and looked at a few eyebrows.

This level is neither good nor bad. Super Sects like Gu Yuehai disdain to buy this kind of spirit.

But for some relatives of the emperor, or small and medium forces, it is still worth buying.

The mouth of the bag was suddenly golden, and the aroma of ripe rice millet came out.

The shape of Lingsu is similar to that of rice without shelling. It is elongated, full of gold, and looks good at a glance.

After experiencing the river cut-off event, these batches of Lingsu can still achieve the quality of second-class products. Mayor Zhao is still very satisfied.

"This quality can only be regarded as a third-class product."

The disciple of the gossip Tianmen turned his eyes and said casually.

"Third-class? No, this adult, you look closely. These are really second-class spirits, this is the quality, and that quality ..."

Mayor Zhao was anxious.

Zhou Chu has been planting Lingsu for one or two years. The condition of Lingsu is still very certain. Mayor Zhao believes that he will never look away.

"I say third-class is third-class. If you have any questions, you can take things back."

The disciple snorted coldly and motioned for Mayor Zhao to take things away.

But it's a second-class spirit, and it doesn't make much money.

The disciple was also wicked, and wanted to make a difference from it, so that he would have his own pockets.

Anyway, Ling Zhichang belongs to him. Besides, apart from the two gossip Tianmen auctions and taxes, Ling Su has no legal way to circulate on the market.

Unless the three super-Zongmenken including Gu Yuehai personally came forward to buy Lingsu.

But this chance is very small.

So this disciple of the Eight Diagrams Tianmen decided that Mayor Zhao could only sell Ling Su to him.

"grown ups……"

Mayor Zhao was speechless for a while.

But if Lingsu is not sold here, it will not be sold.

Ordinary township residents cannot eat spirit millet, and a thousand pounds of spirit millet is not enough for the entire Zhouchu town.

Second-class spirit millet and third-class spirit millet, the price difference between them is several thousand gold coins ... but if you can't sell them, you won't get one gold coin.

Mayor Zhao thought about the thin-skinned townspeople who gritted their teeth and could only grind their teeth to approve this batch of Lingsu as third-class Lingsu.

"Overweight."

The disciple met the mayor of Zhao's face with anger and indifference, snorted coldly, and signaled that his men were overweight.

"One thousand and three pounds, except for the rotten millet, just one thousand pounds."

Several disciples quickly returned.

"Adult, the second-class spirit millet becomes the third-class spirit millet. It is also recognized. But this weight is absolutely full scale."

When Mayor Zhao heard it, he couldn't help it anymore.

"What do you mean is that I'm short of cats and gossips? The door is short and short? You go and ask, everyone who sells Lingzhi here is sold according to this catty? You ate Xiongxin Leopard and you dare to question gossip Tianmen? "

Upon hearing this, the disciple scowled, pointing at Mayor Zhao's nose.

"Adult, small does not mean that."

Mayor Zhao smirked with blush, he also knew that this was a disciple of the Eight Diagrams Tianmen, and he could not take it easy.

But this time the gossip Tianmen is really deceiving.

"Don't you die this old guy? Actually quarrel with Tianmen people."

"It's not, that's only a hundred pounds less. Only then I saw a village next door. The herbs were five hundred pounds less."

"This young man is a close friend of Tianmen Song Guanshi, who is called 'yan plucking hair'. He is notoriously short of the catty. He is arguing with him, isn't he looking for death?"

There are many people from other villages and towns. When they saw this scene, they shook their heads and screamed badly.

Mayor Zhao this is the first time to participate in ordinary auctions do not understand the rules here.

"I won't sell it!"

Mayor Zhao has never been wronged."

He saw more and more people around him. Looking at Ye Lingyue, he heard the movement and was approaching here.

He was afraid that Ye Lingyue would be involved in this storm.

With the temper of Miss Xiao, she will never give up, and Mayor Zhao is not worried about what happened to her, but is afraid that Ye Lingyue will be affected.

The identity of the young lady is sensitive. Moreover, the Ye family is still waiting for the young lady to participate in the senior auction. In this case, he must not drag the young lady's hind legs.

Mayor Zhao took a sigh of relief before taking Lingsu back.

"You buy it, you buy it, and you don't sell it. Do you think you can confuse the gossip Tianmen at will?"

As soon as the disciple raised his hand, a few disciples around the gate went up.

All of them sacrificed Fulu, with a fierce look on their faces.

"Mayor Zhao, what happened?"

Ye Lingyue had squeezed through the crowd and came to Mayor Zhao.

She wandered around for a while, and heard the noise before she came over and realized that Mayor Zhao was in big trouble.

"Small ... Ye Fangshi, nothing. It's just that there is something wrong with the trading of Lingsu."

Mayor Zhao has seen that a lot of time has passed, and there are more and more people watching around, lest Ye Lingyue will be affected.

He looked at the disciples of the gossip Tianmen beside him again, and he could only gritt his teeth, and bitter water swallowed into his stomach.

"This adult, it's just a small mistake, just do what you said."

Mayor Zhao took care of the overall situation and thought to himself that he would recognize this loss.

"But what you said, a thousand pounds of third-grade spirit millet, the price is clearly stated."

The disciple could not help himself when he saw the mayor of Mayor Zhao.

Second-class to third-class, a hundred pounds less, this time, he really made a lot of money.

"Three pounds a third?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingyue raised her beautiful eyebrows and was about to ask.

Anyway, the crowd dispersed at once, so I heard someone shouting.

"Sir, don't be fooled. This Zhao Lei is a liar. The batch of Lingsu he sells, not to mention third-class products, can't even compare to ordinary second-class Lingsu!"

Seeing Luo Qing is not in a hurry, came out.

"You are blood-spraying people, these are all second-class spirits!"

Mayor Zhao has been grieved with grievances. At this time, he was actually wished. This batch of Lingsu is not even ordinary Lingsu. This anger can't hold back anymore.

"What? These spirit millets are all inferior goods?"

When the disciple of the Eight Diagrams Tianmen heard it, he burst into flames with a wave of his hand, and all of them fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the ground was covered with Jin Cancan's Ling Su, and Mayor Zhao's face was pale.