Ma Yunfei gritted his teeth and said, "I must find the culprit who tripped me up and I will never let him get away with it. I chatted with this guy to try and get information out of him. Also, I wanted to win him over so that he wouldn't try to harm me again."
"Young man, is the town mayor trying to murder you?"
"Yes, the mayor's wife asked me to be her godson. At first, the mayor didn't accept me at all. I threatened him, and I didn't expect him to actually want to kill me. He ordered this guy to trip me up."
"My God! This is terrifying. How can these officials be so vicious?"
"A man who is not ruthless is no true hero."
Seeing that the skinny monkey was completely drunk, Ma Yunfei had no choice but to carry him back to his dormitory.
The skinny monkey started talking nonsense: "I...I want to make money. For money, I can set fires...and kill people..."
This is the skinny monkey's true inner confession.
The skinny monkey was willing to kill and commit arson in order to make money; how terrifying is that?
Ma Yunfei asked, "Uncle, you must have done a lot of unethical things to save money, right?"
"I...I didn't kill anyone or set fires, I just..."
"Uncle, did you hit the deputy mayor on the head with a stick?"
"Yes... I did it. For my cousin's 300 yuan reward, I... I hit the deputy mayor hard with a club..."
"Uncle, if you kill the deputy mayor, you'll be committing a capital offense and you'll be executed."
"My cousin said the police station listens to him. If he doesn't allow an investigation, they won't investigate. Even if they beat the deputy mayor to death, it won't come back to me..."
Ma Yunfei felt a chill run down his spine. How dare a mere town mayor instigate someone to commit a crime?
"Uncle, who else did the mayor tell you to beat up?"
"I...I won't tell you..."
"Uncle, did you trip someone up?"
"I...I just won't tell you..."
Unexpectedly, the skinny monkey admitted to hitting the deputy mayor with a stick, but refused to admit that he had tripped him up.
Perhaps, although the skinny monkey was drunk, he still retained a sliver of sobriety and naturally wouldn't reveal that he had once tripped up Ma Yunfei.
Ma Yunfei asked for a long time, but the skinny monkey wouldn't say anything. Finally, he started snoring loudly.
"Hey! I treated you to a meal for nothing."
Ma Yunfei said dejectedly.
In less than a week, the yam sales station purchased 100,000 jin of yams.
Ma Yunfei ran to the post office to call Zhang Yishan, the young widow's uncle.
Zhang Yishan said happily, "Xiao Ma, hurry up and bring the yams over, the more the better. However, the price of yams has dropped a bit recently, so I'll give you one yuan per jin."
The next day, Ma Yunfei and the abbot took three trucks to City A.
In the evening, we arrived at the farmers' market in City A.
At the agreed meeting place, Zhang Yishan was nowhere to be seen.
Ma Yunfei waited anxiously for an hour, but still didn't see Zhang Yishan.
It got dark.
Ma Yunfei was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He rushed to the post office and called Zhang Yishan.
But no one answered the phone.
Ma Yunfei then called a small shop in Qinglong Town and asked the shop owner to call the young widow to the phone.
The young widow said urgently, "Young man, this morning, just as your car set off, I received a call from my aunt. She told me that my uncle was detained early this morning."
Ma Yunfei was startled and asked in alarm, "What did you say? Your uncle has been detained? Why?"
"Little brother, I'm embarrassed to say this, but my uncle slept with a prostitute last night, and he happened to be caught in a prostitution raid and got detained."
This unexpected news hit Ma Yunfei like a ton of bricks, leaving him completely stunned.
It was already completely dark, and the farmers' market was deserted. In this unfamiliar place, Ma Yunfei didn't know anyone except the young widow's uncle.
Who will buy these 100,000 jin of yams?
Ma Yunfei seemed to have lost his soul, and he returned to the farmers' market.
The abbot asked anxiously, "Have you managed to contact Boss Zhang?"
"Don't even mention it, something happened to Boss Zhang."
"Ah! Boss, then... then who will we sell these 100,000 catties of yams to?"
Ma Yunfei looked around, but there wasn't a soul in the farmers' market anymore.
It seems I'll have to wait until tomorrow morning to ask if anyone wants to buy yams.
If the yams can't be sold wholesale, then they'll have to be sold retail.
Three trucks are stuck in City A. Not only do we have to pay parking fees, but we also have to cover the accommodation and food expenses for the three drivers. What's worse, if we were to sell them retail, who knows how many days it would take to sell them all?
Just as Ma Yunfei was getting anxious, an old man walked over, looked at the three trucks full of yams, and muttered to himself, "I wonder if these yams are for sale?"
Ma Yunfei quickly went up to him and struck up a conversation, "Boss, would you like to buy some yams?"
The old man chuckled and said, "I was just asking casually. If the price is right, I might consider it."
Judging from the old man's expression, it seems like he's indifferent to buying it.
As if grasping at a straw, Ma Yunfei hurriedly said, "Boss, if you want to buy it, the price is negotiable."
The old man circled the three trucks, seemingly interested in buying them.
"Young man, the quality of these three truckloads of yams you brought isn't very good."
"Boss, all my yams are top-grade!"
"Hehe... You say it's first-class, but in my eyes it's only second-class. Never mind, these yams don't suit my taste."
The old man turned to leave.
Ma Yunfei quickly grabbed the old man and asked, "Boss, if you really want to buy it, name your price."
The old man said as he walked, "It's not a matter of price, it's that the quality of your yams isn't very good."
Clearly, the old man wanted to take one.
The yams that Ma Yunfei acquired were definitely top-quality.
The problem is: Ma Yunfei is in a hurry to get rid of the situation, and at this moment, he can only be choked.
"Boss, my yams are really good, please take a closer look."
The old man stopped and said, "Young man, are you in such a hurry to make a move?"
"Yes...yes."
Ma Yunfei was indeed in a hurry to act, and now he deeply regrets it.
In his previous life, he was an economist and should have had an economic mind. Even if he were just an ordinary person, he should understand the principle of having multiple escape routes.
However, Ma Yunfei overlooked this point. He relied solely on the young widow's uncle, Zhang Yishan, and forgot the importance of expanding sales channels.
Zhang Yishan's sudden detention caught Ma Yunfei completely off guard; this is a painful lesson indeed.
Now that things have come to this, he can only be bullied and humiliated.
"Young man, if you're really serious about selling, I'll offer this price."
The old man made an eight-shaped hand gesture.
Ma Yunfei sighed inwardly. The yams were clearly first-grade and cost one yuan per kilogram, but the old man was buying them as second-grade, cutting the price by 20%.
Ma Yunfei was unwilling to accept this, but with these three truckloads of goods stuck in his hands, the outcome was uncertain.
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