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Chapter 334 Jiang Xiaohui was knocked unconscious

In order to establish long-term cooperation with major customers, Jiang Xiaohui has already lost a lot of money and plans to make some money from the corn this time.

He had just arrived at school in the morning, and the principal saw him and said kindly, "Teacher Jiang is here, I was just about to look for you."

"Principal!" Jiang Xiaohui also smiled, "I was just about to look for you."

The principal's heart skipped a beat and he had a hunch that something bad was going to happen!

He said first, "You are very good at teaching students. Let's have a meeting later and pass on your teaching experience to other teachers."

Jiang Xiaohui looked at the principal in embarrassment.

"Principal, I was just about to ask you for half a day off. I will pass on my experience to other teachers some other day. I promise to share everything I know. Is that okay with you?"

The principal frowned. His intuition was really good!

"Teacher Jiang." The principal looked at Jiang Xiaohui and said earnestly, "When you were transferred from Taoyuan Village to the county, many teachers complained about you. Now is your chance to clear your name, why don't you seize it?

Is there something going on at home recently? Why do you always ask for leave? "

Jiang Xiaohui choked, and for a moment he really couldn't find a suitable excuse.

Normally the principal never asks him the reason for his leave, so why did he suddenly ask today?

After thinking for a while, he made up a story, "My wife is pregnant, and the pregnancy looks bad. I took time off to take care of her."

When the principal heard this, he realized that this was a matter of life and death.

He said to Jiang Xiaohui, "Then you go ahead and do your work. When you are free in a few days, you can pass on your teaching experience to other teachers."

"Thank you for your understanding, Principal!" Jiang Xiaohui lowered his head slightly and said gratefully.

The principal waved his hand and left.

Jiang Xiaohui breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the school gate, going straight to Pang Guogang to get the goods.

There was no specific price increase for corn this time; it was the same price as before.

Jiang Xiaohui felt inexplicably relieved that he could make money today.

When he arrived at the black market, he saw the man waiting for him at his usual stall.

Jiang Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly pushed his bicycle over.

"Brother, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"

Jiang Chunlin shook his head. "I came too early. Did you bring the things?"

"I brought it!" Jiang Xiaohui took the sack off the bicycle, untied the rope and showed it to Jiang Chunlin.

Jiang Chunlin flipped through it casually and nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad this time."

Jiang Xiaohui breathed a sigh of relief. Just as Jiang Chunlin was turning over the corn, he was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead, for he was afraid that Jiang Chunlin would turn over some small stones and use the opportunity to bargain!

"How much is one pound?"

Jiang Xiaohui glanced at the man in front of him, pursed his lips, and raised the price slightly, "35 cents a pound."

Jiang Chunlin glared at him and said, "You are killing a greenhorn.

The most expensive thing others sell is only 20 cents a pound, but you want 35 cents, why don’t you just rob a credit union?”

Jiang Xiaohui groaned in his heart, wishing he would not raise the price if he had known earlier.

He put on a smile for fear of angering this big client.

"Brother, you are talking about the market price. It is naturally different here. I got a higher price, so I didn't make any money from you."

Jiang Chunlin, "You didn't make any money from me, so why are you so active every day?"

Jiang Xiaohui was furious, but he didn't dare to vent his anger on the big client in front of him.

"Three cents, no less, brother, I really don't make any profit at this price."

"Two cents. If you can do it, weigh it for me. If not, I'll find someone else." Jiang Chunlin took two steps back, folded his arms and looked at Jiang Xiaohui.

Jiang Xiaohui's face twitched.

The price he took was two cents, which meant he didn't make a penny. He was just a free porter.

"Hurry up and tell me whether you want to sell it or not. I have other things to do and don't have time to waste with you." Jiang Chunlin said impatiently.

"Brother, do you still need food in the future?" Jiang Xiaohui asked.

Jiang Chunlin nodded, "Of course I do. My relative has another big project. I will need a lot more food in a couple of days, even more than this time."

"Then you have to come to me." Jiang Xiaohui said flatteringly while weighing the grain.

Jiang Chunlin nodded expressionlessly, paid the money, tied the sack to the back seat of the bicycle and left.

Come like the wind and go like the wind, without any regrets.

"He's a straightforward man, but the price is so damn low!" Jiang Xiaohui sighed and packed up to go back.

Most black markets are located in remote places. Jiang Xiaohui was afraid of meeting acquaintances, so he went to the most remote black market in the county.

Coming out of the black market, I passed through a quiet and deserted alley.

As he rode his bicycle, he calculated in his mind how much money he had lost in order to protect his big client.

Before he could calculate the result, someone grabbed the handlebars of his bicycle.

Looking up, Jiang Xiaohui saw five or six burly men standing in a disorderly manner, staring at him with malicious faces.

Jiang Xiaohui propped his right foot on the ground, his expression unchanged, "What's wrong?"

"Boy, have you made a lot of money these days?" The man with dyed yellow hair in the lead touched his chin and walked around Jiang Xiaohui.

Jiang Xiaohui's heart skipped a beat, realizing that he was being targeted.

He is usually very careful, but he didn't expect to be stopped here this time.

"You guys are also in the black market, so it seems you are in the same industry." Jiang Xiaohui glanced at the alley ahead, silently calculating the possibility of his breaking out.

As long as you cross this alley and reach the main road, these people dare not act so brazenly.

"Bah!" The yellow-haired man spat on the ground. "We are in the same industry, but you are squeezing us out of our jobs."

Jiang Xiaohui forced a smile and said, "Brother, we are all doing business fairly. Why don't I understand what you mean?"

"You don't understand. I'll make sure you don't understand." The yellow-haired man suddenly reached out and patted Jiang Xiaohui on the head, like he was patting a ball.

Jiang Xiaohui's head was buzzing.

He knew that he couldn't anger these people at this moment, otherwise he would be the one to suffer.

"Brother, what do you want?"

"You know how to deal with things!" The yellow-haired man spat on the ground again and exchanged glances with his companion.

"Take out all the money you have on you." The yellow-haired subordinate said in a shrill voice, his voice was sharp and piercing, like an ancient eunuch.

Jiang Xiaohui didn't move. He had paid compensation for two days in a row, but today he finally didn't pay. How could he possibly give them the money!

"I asked you to take out the money, did you hear me?"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaohui didn't move, Huangmao kicked him hard on the calf.

Jiang Xiaohui's face turned pale with pain and his body tilted. He quickly held onto the wall to steady himself.

Seeing this, the others reached into Jiang Xiaohui's pockets and took out all the money he had.

Someone even touched him between his legs, and Jiang Xiaohui was so angry that his face turned blue.

"Boss, this kid has a lot of money." The men handed all the money they found to Huangmao.

The yellow-haired man took it, winked at his men, put the money in his pocket and left.

Jiang Xiaohui breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of it as a way to get rid of bad luck.

The next second, he felt a headache and blood flowed from his forehead to his face. He swayed and knew nothing.

"Boss, this kid is dizzy, he can't take a beating!"

"Okay, let's go, someone will be here soon."

The yellow-haired man waved to his men, and they disappeared into the alley.