Chapter 126 I'm Going to Expose You
The couple also saw Yan Sui. The man snorted coldly, while the woman glared at Yan Sui.
They stopped in front of Grandma Song's stall, and the man picked up the bamboo woven cat wind chime, looking impatient.
"You want this, right? What's the point of this thing? It's just a cheap Yiwu commodity."
The girl held the wind chime, looking quite pleased with it.
"It says here that it's handmade, not a wholesale small commodity."
The boy looked disdainful. "You can only fool naive young girls like you."
He took out his phone. "Three yuan, right?"
Grandma Song stammered, "No, no, this wind chime costs fifteen yuan."
"What? I just asked you, and you said three yuan! Are you trying to raise the price on the spot?" the girl shrieked.
Grandma Song looked embarrassed, her face turning red.
The couple just came by and looked around, but didn't buy anything.
She never expected them to come back.
"The old man just didn't know the market price and set it arbitrarily. Go out and ask around; fifteen yuan is already considered cheap for this kind of hand-woven wind chime," Yan Sui explained calmly, leaning on the tricycle.
The boy scoffed, "You think just because you say it's purely handmade, it's purely handmade?"
"Isn't that obvious? The stuff belongs to us. We don't have the final say, so why should you?" Yan Sui retorted impatiently.
She pointed to Grandma Song's stall, "Grandma Song makes the things, and she can sell them for whatever price she wants. The prices are clearly marked, and you don't have to buy them. Nobody is forcing you to buy them."
The boy really argued with her, "But she was selling this for three yuan just now, you can't raise the price like this!"
Yan Sui clicked her tongue. How come this person can't understand human language?
"I've already made it very clear that the elderly woman was only selling it for three yuan because she didn't know the market price. I corrected her on her behalf. If you're not going to buy it, just put it down. I'll say it again: buying and selling is a transaction based on mutual consent. Nobody is forcing you to buy."
Although Grandma Song didn't want to cause trouble, she knew that Yan Sui was helping her, and she wouldn't hold her back at this time.
She's not good with words, so it's best for her to stay silent right now.
The girl didn't want to cause trouble, so she grabbed the boy's arm.
"I don't want it anymore, let's go."
The boy took out his phone and started taking pictures of Grandma Song and Yan Sui.
"Everyone, take a good look. In Bilei Changqing Village, they dare to sell such a small wholesale commodity for fifteen yuan. They're treating us like easy prey!"
Grandma Song panicked. It didn't matter if she was scolded, but she couldn't let everyone misunderstand Changqing Village.
"Young man, take the stuff if you want it, but don't post the video online."
The more she pleaded, the more arrogant the boy became.
"Now you're scared? Too late! I'm going to expose you and let everyone see your true colors!"
Yan Sui also took out her phone and pointed it at him, "Go ahead and film it, don't act like everyone has a phone. Does filming a video make you right? Let netizens judge whether this handmade woven wind chime is expensive or not. No one forced you to buy it, so why are you jumping up and down?"
"What, fifteen yuan?" Fu Xicheng walked over.
She looked down and saw the sign; her eyes lit up.
"Wow, is it handmade? That's amazing! This wind chime is only fifteen yuan?"
Fu Xicheng squatted down and carefully selected the items, even the grasshoppers were made lifelike, small and exquisite.
She simply stopped being picky and said, "Grandma, I'll take all of these. Do you have a bag? Could you pack them up for me?"
Grandma Song was stunned, thinking she had misheard.
"What?"
Fu Xicheng thought she had hearing problems, so he raised his voice and said, "I'll take them all, help me pack them up!"
Grandma Song exclaimed in surprise, "You want them all? So many!"
"You don't have much, I just need it to decorate my room."
She pestered Fu Yansheng for a long time before she finally got a room.
She plans to stay here long-term, so of course she wants to decorate her room nicely.
"Grandma, can you calculate how much this costs? Do you have a QR code for payment?"
Yan Sui took out the QR code for receiving payments printed by Song Yuxia, "Just scan this."
Fu Xicheng paid with a smile, "Sui Sui, you're not quite what I imagined."
"What's different?"
"Hmm...you're more down-to-earth."
Although Yan Sui returned to Changqing Village, in Fu Xicheng's imagination, she should be someone who is out of place in the countryside.
Surprisingly, Yan Sui seemed to integrate into Changqing Village very easily.
It has nothing to do with temperament or appearance, but rather that she has become a part of Changqing Village, both physically and mentally.
Yan Sui smiled and said, "Because I was originally from Changqing Village."
The life of wealth and luxury she had enjoyed for the past twenty years was just a dream that didn't belong to her.
Grandma Song packed the things up, gave Fu Xicheng a discount, and gave her a glass of lemonade.
Fu Xicheng was about to leave with his things when the couple stopped him.
The boy's face turned ashen. "This thing is just a wholesale commodity. Don't you think she's ripping you off?"
Fu Xicheng looked completely bewildered and pointed to the sign.
"This is hand-woven."
"You believe everything she says? You're too gullible."
Fu Xicheng retorted, "If I don't believe her, why should I believe you? At least I saw her make it up with my own eyes. What about you? Did you see Grandma go to buy the goods? Who buys only one or two items at a time? Who would sell to you wholesale like that?"
The boy was speechless, and he didn't even care about his girlfriend anymore, so he strode away.
As he left, he muttered, "I'll never come back here again. What a garbage village."
Fu Xicheng pursed his lips, "That's ridiculous."
Yan Sui got into the tricycle. "Want me to give you a ride?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Fu Xicheng immediately squeezed onto the tricycle.
If you want to settle down in Changqing Village, having an electric car like this would be very convenient.
In just a few minutes, Yan Sui dropped her off at her doorstep and then took the watermelon home.
Tian Xiangjuan helped carry the watermelons down, and said with a smile, "There are so many watermelons, we can't finish them all in a short time."
"I'll send some to my older brothers later."
Speaking of Yan Shuxian, Yan Sui still hasn't been able to meet him.
Tian Xiangjuan called him several times, urging him to come home, but he always said he was busy.
"It's kind of you to think of him. I'll have your uncle send the watermelon over later."
As they were talking, a quarrel broke out at the door.
Tian Xiangjuan looked outside and immediately rolled up her sleeves, ready to fight.
"You dare to come here again! Guo Qiang, you little brat, you tried to lay a hand on my niece last time. Don't you know whose territory this is? How dare you bully us!"
After Yan Sui put the watermelon down, she came out and saw Guo Qiang and Gao Wen, a married couple.
Judging from their posture, they must have come to settle scores.
Aunt Ruan was also there. The argument that Yan Sui had just heard was probably Aunt Ruan scolding them.
Guo Lan's face darkened. "Aunt Tian, you can't twist the facts! It was clearly my brother who was beaten! And my brother's ducks, dozens of them, how could they all have been eaten by the leopard cat? Do you think anyone would believe you if you said this had nothing to do with Yan Sui?"
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