Two young men, cigarettes in their mouths, came up to the stall, took a look at the crayfish in the bucket, and asked about the price.
Chen Wang replied: three yuan per pound.
"Tsk, are you selling gold here? Who would buy it if it's so expensive!"
The burly young man smacked his lips and complained, then walked away.
"I think he's crazy because of poverty!"
Another young man muttered something and followed.
"Hey...you guys..."
Chen Dazhuang stood up angrily and was about to confront the two men, but Chen Wang pulled his arm.
"Okay, sit down."
"No, Awang, you heard what they said, they are just looking for trouble!"
"Forget it, less trouble is worse than more!"
Chen Wang advised.
Chen Dazhuang sat back with an indignant look on his face, looking at the two young men who had already walked away, cursing, "Damn it, don't let me see them again."
"Harmony brings wealth. When we do business here, there will definitely be people who are jealous. We should be patient if we can!"
Chen Wang said with a smile.
Xu Meijuan, who was standing next to him, heard this and looked at him with a smile on her face and said, "I didn't expect you to be so aware!"
"It's not like I've become enlightened. My child is almost born. It's impossible for me to be as impulsive as a 17 or 18-year-old boy."
Chen Wang smiled and said.
In his past and present lives, he has lived forty or fifty years in total, so he would not be broken down by a few complaints from two young people.
Before traveling through time, there was a popular saying on the Internet called "the principle of concession for the happy", and he always thought it made sense.
Now he has a new life, he has a virtuous and beautiful wife, a lovely and lively sister, a blood-related child will be born soon, and the family is not short of money.
He thinks he is living a very happy life now, and when encountering certain things, he can choose to give in.
Of course, the premise is that the other party doesn't go too far.
"You guys are talking like I'm the only one who's impulsive."
Chen Dazhuang scratched his head with a bitter face.
"Brother Zhuang, it's not that you have a problem."
Chen Wang hurriedly said something to comfort him.
"Awang is right, Brother Zhuang, this is your true nature."
Xu Meijuan nodded in agreement with a smile.
"Even if you say so, I won't be happy at all."
Chen Dazhuang sighed.
Seeing this, Chen Wang explained to him the meaning of the "principle of concession for the happy" proposed by Teacher Luo.
After hearing this, both Chen Dazhuang and Xu Meijuan showed surprise on their faces.
"Where did you see this? It makes sense!"
Xu Meijuan said in shock.
"I think I understand it. It does make sense."
Chen Dazhuang also said this.
“I saw it in a book.”
Chen Wang made up a story and looked at Chen Dazhuang and said, "Brother Zhuang, when you get married and have children, you will understand this sentence better."
When Chen Dazhuang heard this, a picture emerged in his mind: Yan Yulan was sitting next to him holding her baby son, and the family of three was setting up a stall here.
At that time, if someone was like what he did just now, would he still be so impulsive?
At the same time, the two young men were already walking quickly out of the market.
"Damn, it's actually selling for 3 yuan a pound, but that stuff smells really good!"
The thinner young man said excitedly.
"Look at you, you're such a loser."
The burly young man next to him glanced at him with a look of disgust on his face.
However, he was actually very greedy when he smelled the fragrance just now, and he secretly swallowed his saliva several times.
"What? I just want to eat, so what? I don't believe you don't want to. Stop pretending."
"If you want to eat it, just rob them later. As long as you have the recipe, you can eat as much as you want, right?"
"That's right, let's go find some friends and snatch it from him."
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…
By around midnight, the lobsters in the bucket were almost sold out, with only the last dozen pounds left.
Xu Meijuan told him not to sell them anymore, but to buy all of them and asked them to help deliver them to her home.
Chen Wang agreed, and together with Chen Dazhuang, they quickly packed up their things and moved them to the tractor outside the market.
The three of them got on the tractor and gave Uncle Zhao directions, asking him to go to Xu Meijuan's house first.
The tractor drove slowly on the road, turned right at an intersection, drove for a while, and suddenly stopped.
The three people who were sitting in the back chatting and laughing looked around and realized that they had not yet reached Xu Meijuan's house.
"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong?"
Chen Wang asked.
"There are a few people blocking the road ahead, and they seem to be up to no good."
Uncle Zhao answered in a nervous tone.
Chen Wang immediately stood up and looked over.
Chen Dazhuang and Xu Meijuan also stood up. When they saw the two familiar faces among the young men in front of them, their faces darkened.
"Fuck, it's those two bastards!"
Chen Dazhuang couldn't help but swear.
There were five people in total, two of whom were the two young men who had just complained that their products were too expensive and that they were going crazy with poverty.
Several of them were holding weapons, including steel bars as long as their arms.
There were pedestrians who were also going to cross the road, so they all walked around the few people and left quickly, fearing that they would be affected.
"They are after your money, Awang. Hide your bag."
Xu Meijuan said hurriedly.
"It's no use hiding anywhere if you come prepared."
Chen Wang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"What are you doing? Get out of the way."
Uncle Zhao shouted.
"Uncle, if you don't want to cause trouble, let them come down. I have something to ask them."
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