On the village road, a man in a Tang suit lazily walked. His white clothes were spotless, but he carried a tattered bag on his back.

The bag was not tied tightly, and a bunch of shiny kitchen knives could be seen inside.

There was an old man on the village road, and he was stunned when he saw this man.

"Selling kitchen knives?"

I used to encounter people like this in mountain villages, all selling kitchen knives. But now that supplies are abundant, supermarkets and shopping malls sell kitchen tools, and you can buy any kind of kitchen knives.

The craftsman who sold kitchen knives is long gone.

Ouyang Ming, one of Wen Shuhui's subordinates, twitched his lips and said calmly, "I don't sell kitchen knives. I sell knives on credit."

"How do I get to the Ye family?"

"Knife seller on credit? What does that do?"

"The Ye family is just ahead!"

Someone looked at Ouyang Ming again. Ouyang Ming nodded and walked towards the Ye family.

On the village road, there were children playing and local dogs barking.

Ouyang Ming slowly put on his mask, as if he disliked the dog, and finally arrived at Ye Liang's door.

Ye Liang was drying peanuts in the yard and talking to Sun Li.

"Xingcheng Hongyazi, it seems that the ginkgo nuts are only 2.8 yuan per catty. Is the price so low this year?"

"The price varies from place to place. The Cui family also sold something yesterday. I heard they took it to Heishan to sell. The local currency in Jiangtun is 308 Baisha. Eight sieve girls are around 4.6, and the good ones are even 4.7."

"Yeah?"

Ye Liang continued to use the shovel to spread peanuts all over the yard.

"There's also the Zhangwu Baisha currency, which is only 4.2 after 6 screens."

Just as the old couple were settling their accounts, Ouyang Ming's voice came from the door.

"Wait a week, the purchase price of peanuts here is 10 yuan."

"What?"

Ye Liang and Sun Li were both stunned. Someone at the door said it would cost 10 yuan. What did that mean?

"Who's speaking?"

Ye Liang has been selling peanuts all his life, and the most he could earn was 5 yuan a year. In this year's market, some people are still talking about 10 yuan?

When I opened the gate, I saw Ouyang Ming.

Ouyang Ming looked at Ye Liang and said calmly, "I said so."

"Young man, why did you say 10 yuan? Where did you get the information?"

"Master, I told you the news, don't you believe it?"

Ouyang Ming laughed strangely. Like Wen Shuhui, he was also a knife seller on credit. This time, he came to "negotiate business" with the Ye family.

"How is that possible?" Not only Ye Liang didn't believe it, but the villagers who followed him also laughed.

At this moment, a flash of knife appeared.

Ye Liang's expression also changed. A kitchen knife appeared in Ouyang Ming's hand. The knife was so bright that a human figure could be reflected on it.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Ye Liang stared at Ouyang Ming warily. Could it be that the young man in front of him was a lunatic?

"stop!"

The other villagers also realized that someone dared to commit violence in Fenghuang Village, especially against the Ye family. The young people who were watching were about to come out.

At this moment, the handle of the knife flipped.

Ouyang Ming pointed the hilt of the knife directly at Ye Liang.

"I'm lending you this knife."

"A knife on credit?"

Ye Liang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this meant at all.

Ouyang Ming didn't care. Seeing that Ye Liang didn't take the knife, he continued, "I'll come over in a week. If the price of peanuts goes up to 10 yuan, you'll have to pay for this knife."

"If not, this kitchen knife is yours."

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Liang didn't need a kitchen knife, nor did he want to "bet" with Ouyang Ming.

"Haha, this is not for you."

"I'm a knife seller on credit. The knife is already sold. You have to take it even if you don't want it."

"Young man, what do you mean?"

Sun Li also came out, and she also thought Ouyang Ming was mentally ill.

“Whoosh!”

At that moment, Ouyang Ming raised his hand and dropped the kitchen knife directly onto the courtyard wall. The blade sank directly into it, with the handle sticking out. This scene shocked everyone.

"The knife is on credit!"

"No regrets allowed!"

"If you regret it, God will be angry and people will resent you!"

"After seven days, I will collect the knife!"

After Ouyang Ming finished speaking, he turned around and left without caring what these people thought or Ye Liang looking at him angrily.

"Isn't this a madman?"

"That's too much, the newly built wall."

"Uncle Ye, let's get you down. I have some cement at home."

The young men from the village came up and grabbed the knife handle.

"Fuck!"

"Can't pull it out?"

"Second brother, can you do it? Let me do it?"

Someone else came up, sneered, pushed the second brother away, and also grabbed the handle of the knife.

"You really can't pull it out?"

Three young men took over, but none of them pulled it out.

"That's too hard!"

Two people tried to pull it out together, but it didn't work. Finally, someone brought a hammer and tried to knock the knife off. After several consecutive hits, the knife remained as steady as a rock.

Ye Liang quickly stopped him.

"Stop smashing it, you're breaking the wall."

"Go call Ye Tian back!"

"Yes, call the village chief over, he has great power!"

Everyone reacted, and the second son of the Cui family, who was standing next to them, jogged towards the pear orchard.

"Village chief, come out quickly."

"Something happened at your house, come out quickly!"

With just this sound, Ye Tian rushed out of the wooden house with a gloomy face.