Rural Shennong

Seeing this scene, Yang Haoyu, who was still a little lucky, completely shattered his last hope.

He knew that he was finished!

He actually offended Master Long's savior. With Master Long's method, killing him was not much more difficult than crushing an ant.

Thinking of this, he looked at Chen Ping with a look of deep fear in his eyes.

At this time, Chen Ping looked at Huang Zhaofei and the others and said lightly:

"Get up."

"Those who don't know don't blame me. Besides, you didn't do anything to me."

Hearing what Chen Ping said, Huang Zhaofei and the others hurriedly replied as if they had been pardoned:

"Thank you Miracle Doctor Chen for your forgiveness!"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly led many brothers to stand up and looked at Chen Ping respectfully.

At this time, Huang Zhaofei looked at Yang Haoyu and asked:

"Master Chen, this evil thing has offended you desperately, how do you think it should be dealt with?"

After the words fell, Yang Haoyu's face was full of fear.

He knew that Huang Zhaofei and others never showed mercy, so he hurriedly looked at Chen Ping and begged for mercy:

"Miraculous doctor Chen, it's all my fault that I don't know Mount Tai."

"Please also look at Mr. Xu's face and forgive me this time!"

"I will never dare again, please!"

Yang Haoyu was so frightened that he burst into tears and kept begging for mercy.

Hearing this, Chen Ping's face was full of indifference.

What he hated the most in his life was Yang Haoyu, who looked down on people with dog eyes. If it wasn't him, but someone else today, he would definitely be beaten to death by Yang Haoyu.

Such a person does not deserve to be forgiven at all.

Thinking of this, he looked at Huang Zhaofei with a cold expression and said:

"He said before that he would beat me until I couldn't get out of bed for half a month."

"How to deal with it, you can figure it out, don't kill people!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping got on the tricycle and headed towards the village again.

After receiving Chen Ping's order, Huang Zhaofei immediately surrounded Yang Haoyu with many subordinates.

Seeing this, Yang Haoyu's pants were wet a lot, and he was scared to pee!

He hastily knelt down and begged for mercy:

"Brother Fei, can you spare me this time because of how filial I have been to you in previous years?"

Hearing this, Huang Zhaofei replied with a cold expression:

"You still have the face to let me spare you?"

"You bastard, you almost killed me, do you know that?"

"Beat me hard, if you can't die, beat me to death!"

After the words fell, Yang Haoyu's face turned ashen!

At this moment, his heart was full of remorse, if he hadn't offended Chen Ping because of looking down on others, how good would it be?

Hearing Huang Zhaofei's order, many subordinates immediately stepped forward to punch and kick Yang Haoyu.

All of a sudden, Yang Haoyu's painful cries were all around!

After Chen Ping returned home on a tricycle, he immediately told his sister-in-law Lin Yuru about the vegetable sales today.

Knowing that Chen Ping had earned 4 yuan selling vegetables in a few days, Lin Yuru's face was extremely moved.

Since she married into the Chen family, she has never had more than 5000 yuan in her hands.

The average villager's annual income is only 10,000 to [-] yuan, but Chen Ping, who has only been back for less than a week, and the medical expenses paid by Duan Peilong, are [-]+!

This is too unbelievable!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of what her husband Chen Mingliang said.

Undoubtedly, it is impossible for Chen Ping to stay in this corner of Yuhe Village forever. By then, will he still remember himself?

Recalling the gift Chen Ping gave her last night, Lin Yuru couldn't help blushing.

Just when she was hesitating whether to tell Chen Ping about that matter, many footsteps suddenly sounded outside the yard.

Soon, the door of the house was pushed open, and Zhang Dayong and his wife walked in with six or seven villagers.

Seeing this, Chen Ping couldn't help but ask:

"Uncle Dayong, who are you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Dayong said directly:

"Ping, everyone heard that you helped my family sell vegetables, and they all want you to help sell vegetables."

"We discussed it before we came here, as long as you give us [-]% of the market price, it's better for you to make money than to let that black-hearted bastard Song Jianming make money."

"Ping, do you think this can be done or not?"

Hearing what Zhang Dayong said, Chen Ping couldn't help looking at the many villagers who came together.

Inside, there are all the villagers that Chen Ping has been very familiar with since he was a child. They are all dark-skinned and extremely rough. At first glance, they look like old farmers who have been exposed to the wind and sun all year round.

The geographical location of Yuhe Village is poor, and the villagers are generally uneducated. Most of the villagers make a living by farming, selling vegetables, and raising money together. The daily work is extremely heavy.

When Chen Ping was young, because Grandpa Chen was often busy in the fields, he almost grew up eating a lot of food.

He could tell that everyone came here with sincerity. As long as he had the right means of transportation, he could sell a thousand catties of vegetables a day at a market price of three or four yuan, and he would be able to draw six or seven hundred.

This kind of income is quite astonishing in the barren Yuhe Village.

However, although Chen Ping wanted to help everyone, he had no conditions, so he had no choice but to reply:

"As you all know, I'm using the electric three-wheeler from Sister Miao's house, and I can't pull so many dishes at a time."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Dayong said immediately:

"Don't worry about that, I've already agreed with my brother-in-law to borrow his tractor for a while."

Zhang Dayong's brother-in-law is in Shangyanggou in front of him. His family has a tractor, which is something that everyone in the nearby villages knows.

At this time, the villagers who came with Zhang Dayong could not help but plead:

"Ping, you can help us."

"The one surnamed Song is not a thing at all. The price is too low. I don't know how much black-hearted money I have made in these years."

"We really can't find a good channel to sell vegetables. Just because everyone is from the same village, please help us."

Facing everyone's entreaties, Chen Ping could only nod his head slowly and said:

"Okay, I can help you guys sell vegetables, but I can't guarantee that I can sell all of you here."

The amount of vegetables that Taoyuan Restaurant uses every day is extremely astonishing. Chen Ping believes that Xu Xinyi will not reject the high-quality vegetables carefully grown by the villagers. He said this just in case.

Hearing this, many villagers immediately expressed gratitude:

"Ping, thank you so much!"

"Don't worry, even if you really can't sell it, it will be our fault."

"Yes, you only need to sell vegetables, sell as much as you can, we big guys trust you!"

Seeing the trust and closeness of many villagers towards Chen Ping, Lin Yuru, who was standing behind Chen Ping, couldn't help showing a knowing smile.

……

At night, a figure sneaked into the house of village chief Song Jianming.

Seeing that Song Jianming was sitting on the stool, drinking cold dishes and drinking wine, he couldn't help but said:

"Mr. Song, what time is this and you still in the mood to drink?"

Song Jianming glanced suspiciously and asked:

"Did something happen?"

The man immediately replied:

"Something happened!"

"Don't you know yet? As soon as Chen Ping came home today, our village ran to their house, saying that they wanted Chen Ping to sell vegetables for them."

Hearing this, Song Jianming calmly replied:

"Since they want Chen Ping to help sell vegetables, then they can sell them."

Seeing that Song Jianming didn't take it seriously, the man couldn't help persuading him:

"Village chief, this time is different from before. I heard people say that the person surnamed Chen has a relationship with Taoyuan Restaurant."

"What if the villagers surnamed Chen sell all the vegetables in the village in the future?"

Song Jianming took a sip of the wine slowly, savored it carefully for a while, and then replied with a cold snort:

"With me here, what are you afraid of?"

"In this Yuhe Village, no one has been able to grab meat from my mouth. It hasn't happened before, and it won't happen in the future!"

Hearing this, the man's eyes lit up:

"Village chief, do you mean you already have an idea?"

Song Jianming nodded slowly, a cold light flashed in his eyes and replied:

"Tomorrow, I'll let that man surnamed Chen go to jail, you just wait and see the good show!"