Chapter 3966 (1/2)

Zhou Chu town has had a good year this year. If everything was normal, lingsu would have been a bumper harvest. More than three or four thousand kilograms would not be a problem.

However, Qiao Daqian's villain made a mischief. Although the spirit millet of Zhou Chu was preserved, after tax was deducted, the remaining lingsu was about 1100kg.

But even if it is limited to more than 1000 kg, it is not easy for ZhouChu town.

The mayor of Zhao looked forward to the disciple of the eight trigrams.

”Second class?”

Hearing this, the disciple of Bagua Tianmen raised his eyes.

He opened a bag of lingsu and looked at his eyebrows.

This level is neither good nor bad. Super clan like Gu Yuehai disdains to buy this kind of spirit millet.

However, for some royal relatives, or small and medium-sized forces, they are still worth buying.

The mouth of the bag was golden, and the aroma of ripe rice millet came to my face.

The shape of lingsu is similar to that of rice without shelling. It is long and full of gold. It looks good.

This batch of lingsu can still reach the second-class quality after the river water cut-off incident. Mayor Zhao is still very satisfied.

”This is a third-class product.”

The disciple of Bagua Tianmen turned his eyes and said carelessly.

”Third class? No, this adult, take a closer look. These are really second-class spirit millet. This quality and quality... ”

The mayor of Zhao was anxious.

It has been one or two years since Zhou Chu planted lingsu, and the quality of lingsu is still very sure. Mayor Zhao believes that he will never lose sight of it.

”I said third class is third class. If you have any questions, you can take things back.”

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

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

That disciple is also a black heart. He wants to earn a price difference from it and enrich his own pocket.

In any case, lingzhi farm is in his charge. Besides, there is no legal way for lingsu to circulate in the market except for the auctions and taxes of Bagua Tianmen.

Unless Gu Yuehai and other three super Zong Menken come to buy lingsu in person.

But the odds are slim.

Therefore, the disciple of Bagua Tianmen confirmed that the mayor could only sell lingsu to him.

”My lord...”

For a moment, Mayor Zhao's words were blocked.

But if the spirit millet is not sold here, it cannot be sold.

It is impossible for ordinary townspeople to eat lingsu, and more than 1000 Jin of lingsu is not enough for the people of Chu town in Zhou Dynasty.

The price difference between the second-class and the third-class is thousands of gold coins But if you can't sell it, you won't get a gold coin.

The mayor of Zhao thought about the yellow and skinny townspeople. He bit his teeth and agreed that this batch of spirit millet was a third class spirit millet.

”Weighing.”

The disciple saw Zhao Zhenchang's face defiant and unyielding. He snorted coldly and motioned his subordinates to weigh them.

”A thousand and three catties, except for rotten millet, it's just a thousand catties.”

Several disciples returned quickly.

”My Lord, if the second-class spirit millet becomes the third-class spirit millet, I will recognize it. But the weight is absolutely full

After hearing this, the mayor of Zhao couldn't help it any longer and went forward to the theory.

”Do you mean that I'm short of weight? You ask, everyone who sells spiritual plants here is sold according to this? Do you dare to question the eight trigrams

On hearing this, the disciple raised his eyebrows and pointed to the nose of the mayor of Zhao.