Traveling through time with billions of supplies to become a farmer's little fortune

The shopkeeper came down with a sullen face.

There was a voice in his heart telling him that he could not admit today that these gangsters were the ones he hired.

"Hey, old man, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Only then did Old Man Su turn around and continue to sit on the stool in the lobby.

"Whether you understand or pretend not to understand, we can't just let it go today. Let's see how you should compensate us."

The shopkeeper thought that if he had known this earlier, he would not have done this. Now these peasants might try to blackmail him. What should he do?

"Brother, I don't know these people you brought here! I heard what you said upstairs.

The guy didn't know I was upstairs and thought I was out. I hope you can forgive me."

"You gave us the money to smash their stalls, and the money is still in their hands." The gangster next to him said this and ran away quickly.

They are not afraid of the shopkeeper. There is a saying that goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Who knows what they might do if you make them angry?

These people were not beaten in vain, they had to make that old man blackmail the shopkeeper no matter what.

Su Sanlang beside him also spoke up at the right time: "Boss, we have all the evidence. If you don't compensate us, we will sue the authorities directly."

Su Erlang next to him also said: "That's right, don't pretend you don't understand or know me, I don't have time to argue with you here.

Tell us how to compensate us quickly? We still need to set up a stall there."

The shopkeeper had a dark face. He also wanted to resolve the matter quickly. These people were blocking the entrance to the hall.

It really affects my business, especially when I just saw those old customers already outside the door, and seeing the situation in the restaurant, they turned around and went to the one diagonally opposite.

"What compensation do you want?

"Just give me ten taels of silver," Su Sanlang said, glancing at his father.

The guys next to them widened their eyes. These peasants really dared to ask for it.

"Brother, this is not right. I see you didn't lose anything, but you are asking for ten taels of silver, isn't that bad?"

The shopkeeper didn't say anything to Su Sanlang who asked for ten taels of silver. He turned his head directly to Old Man Su.

Knowing that he is the head of the family, he will definitely make the final decision on how much to give.

“Boss, you are the first one to not behave yourself, so you can’t blame us if we didn’t arrive in time today.

My eldest and second sons might be beaten up by those hooligans. If they run away, where can we go to seek justice? We can go to the county government to file a complaint for ten taels of silver."

The shopkeeper's mouth twitched at the side. He could see clearly that even if the two men had no one to help, they would still pin those thugs to the ground. It was only a matter of time.

Just then a waiter came to the door suddenly and said: "Boss, the young master said he would like to treat people to dinner later, so please prepare something."

"What! Did you say when you'll be here?" The shopkeeper was obviously getting really nervous.

The young master has always been very concerned about his reputation. If he loses face in front of others, it will not be as simple as just kicking him out.

"The young master said he would come at noon, so we should be ready in advance."

Old Man Su also noticed the shopkeeper's nervous expression. It seemed that he had made the decision on his own. In that case, he would bite the bullet and give the shopkeeper ten taels of silver, believing that he would definitely give it to him.

I originally wanted to ask for ten taels of silver, and he would definitely not agree to less at that time.

But God is helping them now.

"Ten taels is ten taels. Please take the money and sign a receipt so that we are clear of this matter. Don't mention this matter again in the future."

Old Man Su nodded, and the shopkeeper told his clerk to prepare paper and ink, and also went to his room in the backyard to wrap ten taels of silver in cloth.

When I took out the ten taels of silver, I felt terrible. This was the money I had saved up bit by bit by fiddling with the account, and now I lost so much of it in one go.

After signing the document, Old Man Su took his two sons and held Su Muyao in his arms and walked out of the restaurant.

The shopkeeper waved his hand like he was shooing away flies, asking them to get out quickly, but he didn't say anything else.

The shopkeeper let out a breath only after he saw the group of people walk away.

Old Man Su returned to his stall with his head held high like a victorious rooster.

"Master,"

Old man Su looked at the little kid sitting next to the stall, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

"My goodness, isn't I awesome?"

"Grandpa is the best, Grandpa is mighty." The little old man was so happy to see his little granddaughter making him laugh.

Su Laosan was jumping up and down beside him, saying, "My dear, you still have your daddy, and he's very powerful too."

I got an impatient glare from my father, who said, "Go away, go away."

Then he turned to Su Muyao and said, "My dear, do you want to accompany grandpa to buy the ingredients for tomorrow?"

"go".

Su Laosan looked at his father and walked away with his little girl in his arms (′△｀)

When Old Man Su took Su Muyao to buy pork offal again, it turned out that all the butchers had raised their prices from one or two cents to five cents.

After asking around, I found out that it was the restaurant that was secretly instigating this.

They told the butcher how much money they earned. When he heard that they earned so much, he naturally didn't want to sell the offal at such a low price.

"Grandpa, we are not in a hurry. I don't know if they dare to raise the price. Who else would want the offal except us?

They couldn’t even sell them for a penny before, and basically gave them away. Now they are being hypocritical. They’ve really been spoiled.”

Old man Su ran to the two meat stalls far away and bought a small amount of pork offal.

"My dear, I'm afraid that tomorrow's pig offal may not be enough."

“It’s okay, I’ll figure out the rest, and we’re not just making offal.

If we make something new, they will be the ones who will be anxious in two days."

Just as Su Muyao thought, two days later they not only restored the original price, but also gave the Su family a big gift.

The offal of these people has basically gone rotten after being left there for the past two days, and no matter how long they waited, no one from the stall came to buy anything.

However, I also heard that the stall had some other new tricks, and I knew that even without the offal, they would still make a lot of money.

After throwing away so much, they could still make a lot of money if they sold it to the Su family at the original price.

After thinking it through, people are no longer so obsessed. If the people selling braised meat don't buy their pig offal, they won't make any money.

When the group returned to the village, everyone greeted them warmly.

Now everyone knows that they are selling braised meat in the town, and I heard that their business is pretty good.

"Brother Su, have you sold out again? Business is really good. I really envy you for having such a great skill. But why didn't I see you selling before?"

"That's right. It looks like this might be another recipe that your little lucky star brought to you, right?"

Someone nearby disagreed and said, "This little lucky star isn't born naturally, can this recipe be conjured up?"

"What you said is not right. Haven't you heard that Xiao Fuxing has a master? It must have been given by his master."

Old man Su was trying to smooth things over, "We country folk don't know anything about this. It was all taught by Master Guaibao. If you want to eat it, just come to our house and buy it. We won't charge you a penny more."