C6 The Disgusting Aunt

He still had to ask Little Red about this sort of thing.

Xiao Hong said, "Pork flank grass is the lowest grade of immortal herbs. In ancient times, a few mature porcine flank grass could be sold for one tael of silver, which is equivalent to one hundred yuan."

He roughly estimated that he had harvested ten pounds of pig-waisted grass, which was equal to one hundred silvers. In total, it was worth ten thousand silvers.

With excitement in his heart, Lin Fei woke up very early the next morning.

After saying hello to his parents, Lin Fei told them that he had something to do at the market. He put the pigsback grass into the small basket, picked up the small basket and rushed to the market.

After exiting the village, the sound of an electric tricycle came from behind him. Lin Fei turned around to take a look and saw his wife, Zheng Cuihua, rushing over.

Arriving in front of Lin Fei, Zheng Cuihua who was sitting on the tricycle laughed and said: "Feizi, early in the morning, what are you doing?!"

Although he did not like his aunt's personality, she was his elder after all. Lin Fei smiled and said, "Go to the market and sell some things."

Hearing that Lin Fei wanted to go to the market to sell stuff, Zheng Cuihua stretched her neck and saw the items in Lin Fei's basket. Her fat face was filled with disdain: "You intend to sell the wild vegetables in the basket?"

Out of politeness, Lin Fei nodded.

Seeing Lin Fei nod, Zheng Cuihua laughed out loud, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, she said: "Stop teasing aunty, just behind you is a big pile of weeds at Hat Mountain. Now that everyone is living well, who would eat wild vegetables, you might as well take it home to feed the pigs."

"What do you see behind my aunt's car? "The wild boar that your uncle killed last night on the Hat Mountain, the wild boar meat that he killed the whole night. The people of this town treasure it, it can sell for at least seven or eight hundred yuan." The more Zheng Cuihua said, the more pleased she became with herself, "Isn't your uncle very good? Thinking about how your father had to carry cement for someone else, tiring to death and only getting a hundred dollars a day. Isn't that right?"

A strong sense of posturing assaulted him, Lin Fei's face turned cold, he ignored Zheng Cuihua and walked forward.

Seeing that Lin Fei had ignored her, Zheng Cuihua was angered. She stepped on the gas pedal, and the car moved in front of Lin Fei, placing the car horizontally in front of him. With a cold face, she said: "Aunt is kind enough to remind you, what attitude do you have? Didn't your mother teach you to be polite to your elders? "

"True, your mother is a thief. Her actions are unfair. What kind of parents bring up what kind of children?" The more Zheng Cuihua spoke, the more excited she became. Her eyes were filled with disdain towards Lin Fei and his family.

Lin Fei could endure speaking of him. However, Lin Fei could not bear to insult his parents by slandering them. He raised his hand wanting to slap Zheng Cuihua.

Fortunately, Zheng Cuihua was already prepared. She stepped on the accelerator, and in the time it took for her to slip away, she had already driven the car twenty meters away from Lin Fei.

After stopping the car, Zheng Cuihua turned and shouted: "Little bastard, I originally wanted to take you with me when I saw you go to the market. "But you don't know what's good for you. Now, I find it hard to sell since you've already dirtied the wild boar meat."

Endure did not need to endure any longer. Without further ado, Lin Fei picked up a stone and threw it at the thief, cursing: "Treading on a horse's mouth is bad, your father has smashed you to death. Treading on a horse is a thief, your entire family is a thief."

Clang! The stone smashed into the tailgate of the tricycle.

Not long after she bought the tricycle, Zheng Cuihua's heart ached with pain. She quickly drove away and scolded: "Little bastard, your family is poor, but a lowly family like you are only fit to walk, not ride."

After Zheng Cuihua's farce, Lin Fei had wasted a lot of time, so he sped up his pace and rushed towards the market. In the morning, the market was at its peak.