Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

The neighbors were gloating.

They wanted to see if Wan Ping'an could extort fifty yuan from the Jia family.

In the 1950s, this was a huge sum of money!

"If you insult me, I'll be sixty now."

Wan Ping'an's expression was icy.

price goes up!

"You little beast, you..."

Madam Jia was furious.

"seventy!"

Wanping continues to raise prices.

"No money, not a single penny!"

"I don't believe you dare to call the police!"

Aren't you afraid of being punished by this old man?

Jia Zhangshi originally thought that she could settle things with one or two yuan, or at most three or five yuan, but she did not expect Wan Ping'an to ask for fifty yuan.

And the price has increased as well.

She couldn't bear to part with it and decided to take a gamble.

"You really are a good mother, preferring to let your son go to jail rather than pay compensation!"

"Fine! I'll grant your wish!"

"Let me warn you, Jia Dongxu was caught red-handed stealing tomatoes, he'll definitely go to jail."

"Even if you only serve one day in jail, you'll have a criminal record. Then, it will be impossible for you to find a new job or take over from Lao Jia!"

"No employer wants someone with a criminal record."

After Wan Ping'an finished speaking, he kicked Jia Dongxu in the buttocks again, forcing him to walk out of the yard.

Go to the police station!

"Mom, I can't go to jail, please give me the money!"

"Mom, I'm begging you."

Jia Dongxu was so frightened that he burst into tears and begged desperately.

Tears streaming down her face!

"You little bastard, you won, I'll pay you back!"

Wan Pingan kicked Jia Dongxu and took seven or eight steps.

Jia Zhangshi finally gave in.

"You insulted me again, and now I'm eighty!"

Wan Ping'an turned around with a smile.

"Small..."

Jia Zhangshi opened her mouth to curse again.

She realized as soon as she uttered the first word that if he continued to curse, the price would go up.

Unfortunately, everyone was at work, and Yi Zhonghai, who could help her, wasn't home.

They can only give money.

Jia Zhangshi went home and came out with a wad of money.

"for you!"

Jia Zhangshi handed the money to Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an reached out to take it.

Jia Zhangshi was reluctant to let go and wouldn't budge. Wan Ping'an tried to pull her three times, but still couldn't get the money.

The neighbors all laughed; Jia Zhangshi's conflicted expression was too funny.

Wan Ping'an smiled too.

I let go!

“Jia Dongxu, your mother is unwilling to spend the money, but is willing to let you go to jail. Come on, let’s go to the police station.”

Wan Ping'an brandished a stick and drove Jia Dongxu away.

"No, I'll pay!"

Jia Zhangshi gritted her teeth and stuffed the money into Wan Ping'an's hand.

"Wow, my money! My money is gone!"

Jia Zhangshi is devastated!

I burst into tears!

She burst into tears!

"get out!"

Wan Ping'an kicked Jia Dongxu back.

"I have something to announce."

"From now on, I will start selling tomatoes at the same price as I sold them to Xu Damao: 50 cents each, sold individually!"

"At the same time, you can also barter!"

"You can come and trade seeds worth five cents, or livestock offspring such as piglets, chicks, and lambs for tomatoes."

Wan Ping'an announced.

The sale started with traditional courtyard houses, but it wasn't limited to just courtyard houses; the goal was simply to spread the word.

Chapter 20: Wan Ping'an Gets Rich, Jia Zhangshi Gets Red Eyes

"A tomato for five cents? Do you think your tomatoes are made of gold?"

"At the farmers' market, tomatoes cost at most three cents a pound."

"You can buy more than ten kilograms of a single tomato from me at the market. You're so greedy. What do you all think of Wan Ping'an? Isn't he greedy?"

Jia Zhangshi glared at Wan Ping'an and made sarcastic remarks.

Being sued for 80 yuan by Wan Ping'an feels like a piece of her flesh has been cut off; it hurts so much!

"You still steal things that aren't good? Are you blind?"

Wan Ping'an coldly retorted.

Jia Zhangshi's face immediately turned red with anger.

"Neighbors, whether my tomatoes are worth 50 cents each is not up to me to decide, but up to the taste."

Wan Pingan took out a tomato and broke it into small pieces.

A unique, refreshing fragrance spread instantly.

Everyone around was practically drooling.

"Come on, everyone, I'll treat you to a piece."

"Buy more if you like it!"

Wan Ping'an began distributing tomatoes.

Each person gets a small piece; it won't take many tomatoes.

"Delicious, so delicious! I've lived most of my life and I've never eaten such delicious tomatoes."

An old man with gray hair gave Wan Ping'an a thumbs up.

"Mom, these tomatoes taste better than meat."

There was a six or seven-year-old child with bright, sparkling eyes.

"No wonder Madam Jia sent Jia Dongxu to steal them. These tomatoes are so delicious. Whether you eat them yourself or sell them, you'll definitely make a fortune."

When people were expressing their feelings, they mentioned the Jia family.

Jia Zhangshi's face darkened.

Why bring their food along when we're just eating tomatoes?

Jia Dongxu was too ashamed to go home.

Jia Zhangshi snorted coldly at Wan Ping'an and then turned to go home.

Wan Ping'an caused her to lose eighty yuan, and this matter is not over!

"Ping An, I have some cucumber seeds, can I trade them for them?"