As the head of the village, master Ma often mediates neighborhood disputes. He looks at the severance document and turns to ask Wu“ Is this your family''s ziboli''s own writing? "“ Although it was, but... "Wu Shi didn''t expect Qi Qingyao to take out the document so directly, and she was embarrassed“ But what? However, if you sign on the severance letter and press your fingerprints, it can''t be forced by others! " Murakami said impatiently. A good man joked and sarcastically said, "Wu Yulian, you didn''t say before. Eleven niangs are not stupid, so they plan to rely on themselves, so have they cut off their relationship with your family?"“ You just want to get rid of this oil bottle. Who knows people are really not stupid, ha ha. "“ That''s funny. Don''t you want to take advantage of it? How can there be such a good thing! " The sound of ridicule was heard, which made the faces of Wu and Guo look ugly. Guo really wanted to find an underground hole to drill in. Wu gritted his teeth and stuck his neck, defending“ Write a cut-off book, so what! Our whole family raised her so much that she doesn''t have to pay her debts? What''s the matter with ordering pork? It''s our own business. Can you make a fuss? "“ Yo, I''m still angry... "Lao Yang''s daughter-in-law has a strange way of yin and Yang. Wu stared at Lao Yang''s daughter-in-law, turned his face to Qi Qingyao, and said in a rogue tone: "Qi Qingyao, don''t pretend to be dead! If you don''t give meat today, I won''t go. " Qi Qingyao completely ignored Wu. The villagers who swept around to watch the excitement had a plan in mind. She smiled calmly and generously. Clap your hands and signal the villagers to focus on her. Then the voice was passionate“ Folks, everyone is from a village. If you want meat, a kilogram of meat in the market seems to be 2 yuan. Well, I''m going to sell this pig at the market tomorrow. Now that you are here, let''s make it cheaper for you. A kilo of pork costs one silver. If you want to buy something, please hurry. " These days, unlike modern captivity, this ancient city is especially free range, and the meat yield of pigs is not high. The person who specializes in raising pigs is called swineherd. Coupled with the fact that pigs usually eat filthy things, nobles and rich landlords don''t eat pork. They all eat beef and mutton. For rich families, pigs are generally used for sacrifice. And farmers, an ordinary family can only buy three pigs a year. One or two is ten dollars, and one or two is a thousand Wen. It''s equal to a ton of money. A penny is a hundred Wen. A penny is almost equal to RMB 20 cents. It doesn''t seem cheap to pay two yuan for a kilo of pork. It''s normal that tenants and poor people can''t afford pork. After hearing Qi Qingyao''s words, the villagers were stunned. Everyone turned around, you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other“ Do you really count us one? " Suddenly someone asked“ It''s all from the villagers. Even if you don''t come, I also want to ask everyone. " Qi Qingyao smiled in a relaxed and casual way: "as we all know, my family is poor and destitute, and there is no rice in the rice jar. Rao is so. I don''t want to make money from the villagers. So I''ll give you a penny. If you want to buy, please line up first. " As soon as the words were finished, no matter what the villagers thought, Qi Qingyao gave orders from Xuanling“ Xuanling, cut two kilograms of meat for the village! " Xuanling Oh, he cut a hanging piece of meat neatly. He didn''t have to weigh it, so he put it on a straw rope and handed it to Qi Qingyao. Qi Qingyao smiled and handed the pork to the Third Master Ma of the village with polite hands. He said along the way: "I don''t know if I can borrow the scale of the village ~ ~" this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation