"Wow, village chief, are you serious?"
Old Zhu, who had been diligently fishing to earn money for his wife's medicine, exclaimed with delight on the spot:
"This young man wants live fish, but we only pay two cents a pound. Village chief, can you give him a dollar?"
The villagers were strongly attracted by the shouts and surrounded the village chief, exclaiming in disbelief that such a price could be offered.
Wu Fengshou smiled and responded to the villagers, but his eyes were fixed on Xu Zhenting not far away.
"How could it be false? I, Wu Fengshou, have been the village chief of Laoshu Village for so many years. When have I ever gone back on my word?"
After that, Old Zhu didn't ask any more questions.
He was just about to drag the fish to Xu Zhenting's place when he put down the basket on his back and started shouting as he divided the fish with the other villagers who were partners.
After dividing the fish, I went straight home and stewed it into fish jelly!
Other villagers followed suit, carrying the fish home in a hurry to have their wives cook them immediately, and then they would go out again to catch more fish.
Xu Zhenting's face darkened as he noticed the villagers' commotion.
He never took this old man seriously.
Even Chen Gang, the production team leader officially appointed by the county, was never taken seriously by him, let alone the so-called village chief who was only in name.
"Wu Fengshou, are you kidding me?" Xu Zhenting called out Wu Fengshou's full name, his face dark as he walked towards Wu Fengshou step by step.
Wang Tao and Zhang Fen followed closely behind.
Wu Fengshou, on the contrary, smiled fearlessly:
"What? We were perfectly aboveboard, we didn't force anyone to bully anyone, so why are we playing games?"
"You're targeting me!" Xu Zhenting almost roared.
"Why didn't you buy your fish before I did? Now that I'm buying my fish, you've already bought yours! What do you mean by that?! You're so shameless, and you're still acting so brazenly!"
"It's only because there's not much sun today that you, you stinking maggot, can crawl on the ground and wriggle around a bit!"
Wu Fengshou was also surprised. This guy was a educated educated youth, and not only did he not know how to respect the elderly and care for the young, he could also curse the elderly so rudely.
Despite the unexpected turn of events, Wu Fengshou remained calm and smiled.
"Why are you so arrogant? Do you really think I wouldn't dare offend you?"
Hearing this, Xu Zhenting, repeatedly provoked, sneered viciously:
"You try offending me? I have connections!"
"The Revolutionary Committee member who came to confiscate the fish earlier! You've seen him, haven't you? That's our uncle! Our own uncle!"
Wu Fengshou deliberately provoked him in order to extract information from him.
I never expected that even scholars could be foolish; they actually fell for it after just a few words.
That group of people who suddenly appeared like Japanese soldiers invading the village—it was indeed you, you bastard, who called them. And the leader of that group of fake Japanese soldiers was your uncle.
Tsk tsk tsk.
"Hmm, that doesn't make sense," Wu Fengshou said, feigning doubt.
"That committee member named Liu Ming, who's also from the Revolutionary Committee, doesn't he care about you?"
"On the contrary, you're allowed to rely on this to seek personal gain in our village?"
"You're slandering him. I don't believe he's your uncle. A member of the Revolutionary Committee wouldn't do such a thing."
At this moment, some villagers were still gathered around at a distance, listening intently to gather gossip.
They overheard the main part of their conversation, and the villagers began to speculate whether what they said was true or false.
At least the villagers heard the statement that "Liu Ming is his uncle".
Xu Zhenting, completely unaware that Wu Fengshou was setting a trap for him, still wore a vicious, cold smile as he pressed closer to the village chief.
"It's okay if you don't believe me. You said you wanted fish jelly, right?"
"Keep taking it, take as much as you can."
"If you're so capable, then go ahead and use one hand to cover up the other and leave evidence of your crimes in your own home. Otherwise, I can't guarantee when my uncle will raid your house."
"I'll let you hear my uncle tell you for yourself whether he's my uncle or not."
Xu Zhenting is very confident.
I am the only person in the village who was allowed by the Revolutionary Committee to engage in personal gain; no one else has that privilege.
He was clearly a privileged person who was above everyone else.
If you dare to seek personal gain, just try it!
After giving the village chief a piece of his mind, Xu Zhenting glared at him and left with his men.
This threat was quite deadly for Wu Fengshou.
We need to quickly gather intelligence and send it up, then make this guy our superior.
Not all villagers chose to bring the fish home to make fish jelly. Making fish jelly is actually quite troublesome, as each household only has small pots and no large ones.
To stew fish meat into fish jelly, it needs to be stewed for several hours, and you can only stew it twice a day.
It's quite troublesome.
Those who don't have a large pot at home can choose to sell live fish directly to Xu Zhenting for two cents a pound, which is more convenient.
At worst, we can fish for a little longer each day, observe for a few days, and see which way we can earn more.
You can't just look at the unit price.
As a result, the village unknowingly split into two groups, one of which still sold the fish to Xu Zhenting.
The other group chose to sell fish jelly to the village chief.
Old Zhu, Lin Gangtie, and other villagers who owed the village chief a debt of famine already felt somewhat indebted to him, so they took this opportunity to deliberately defect back to his side.
In the past, villagers mostly stayed at home bored during the winter.
This winter has been noticeably different; every household in the village has become busy.
Lin Mo rumbled down the mountain; a single sidecar motorcycle simply couldn't carry all that stuff.
He could only leave the red pine cones in that valley first and take the frozen mushrooms back with him.
Just before the sun completely set, they hurriedly made another round trip, bringing back a full load of red pine cones to their home once again.
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