The Mo family didn't understand Yan Mingshun's idea of buying a pecan tree, and they advised him not to do stupid things.
"There are more than 20 pecan trees in our house. If you want, I will give them to you. What do you spend money on someone else's?" Uncle Mo tore a sheet from the calendar and skillfully rolled a cigarette, okay? Twitched.
Second Uncle Mo also nodded, those trees were useless, let alone Mo Boqiang wanted to cut down trees, even he wanted to cut down to grow tea, anyway, he could earn dozens of dollars more every year.
Yan Mingshun naturally wouldn't want Mo's tree, so he said, "It's useful for me to buy these trees. Big brother just help me to talk and see how much brother Bo Qiang wants to sell."
Mo Zhiyuan had to agree and said that he would talk after dinner. Mo Boqiang's house was not far from Mo's house, and he could get there in a few minutes. In less than half an hour, Mo Zhiyuan came back.
"Boqiang asked for six hundred yuan, and he sold the mountain to you!" When Mo Zhiyuan said this, his teeth hurt.
Just now, he scolded Mo Boqiang for 600 yuan for a broken hillside, so why not rob the bank!
"Mingchuan, don't be stupid. This guy Mo Boqiang is not a thing. He deliberately tricked you. A broken mountain will sell for 600 yuan. I'm so mad!" Mo Zhiyuan became more and more angry. It's not a fool.
Meimei actually wanted to say that 600 yuan is expensive now, but after ten years, she will definitely be able to earn hundreds of thousands of 600 yuan back, a great deal!
Yan Mingshun just thought about it for a while, and then said, "Brother, tell him whether you are willing to pay 500 yuan or not. If you agree, we will go through the formalities with the village chief tomorrow."
Mo Zhiyuan was about to die of anger, the little cousin had let the donkey kick his head. Five hundred yuan was expensive, but he didn't want to pay fifty yuan. After Mo Zhiyuan and Uncle Mo persuaded them for a long time, Yan Mingshun naturally refused. Willing to listen to the persuasion, Meimei likes these trees, of course he has to buy them, only 500 yuan!
Five hundred yuan can raise eyebrows and be happy, so worth it!
The Mo family couldn't beat Yan Mingshun, so they had to help him to speak up. Mo Boqiang didn't agree with the five hundred yuan. He knew that it was the two city kids with abnormal brains who wanted to buy it, and he was shocked. When I started Xiao Jiujiu, I thought that if the people in the city were rich, they had to sell it at a high price.
It's just that his daughter-in-law is impatient. When she heard that Yan Mingshun was willing to pay 500 yuan, she didn't want to. She scolded Mo Boqiang badly and agreed to Mo Zhiyuan.
Early the next morning, the woman invited the village chief accountant and the well-heeled old people in the village, for fear that such a good thing would go to waste. If five hundred yuan flew away, she would feel distressed for years!
Yan Mingshun had already prepared 500 yuan Early in the morning, he drove a tractor to the town to buy cigarettes and vegetables, and entertained the village chiefs. If you disagree, you are ready to sign it.
Meimei thought for a while, and whispered behind Yan Mingshun: "Brother Mingshun, you ask the accountant to add one more sentence, saying that you can't go back and make trouble in the future."
Mo Boqiang and his wife don't seem to be honest and honest. If the pecan tree market is good in the future, the two will definitely make trouble. Although they are not afraid, it is better to write them dead first.
"Don't worry, you won't regret it!"
Mo Boqiang's daughter-in-law repeatedly assured that she is not stupid, she is just a broken mountain. If she can earn 500 yuan, she will worship the sky, and she will regret it if her brain is kicked by a donkey!
The other villagers who came to see the lively saw the piles of golden unity on the table, their eyes straightened!
Obediently, the people in the city are rich!
The big furniture is very envious of Mo Boqiang's **** luck, and secretly sighs that such a good thing doesn't fall on them!