Chapter 572 Are you in the wrong place?
The apparent calm was barely maintained, and the turmoil in the dark was temporarily isolated from the illusion of peace.
Sang Zhixia continued to pretend to be exhausted and rest at home, and seemed to have lost interest in any movements in the outside world.
And in this calm, ten days later.
The farm was once again maliciously set on fire for no reason. The arsonist was never found. By the time Sang Zhixia got the news and rushed here, the fire had spread to an uncontrollable level.
All the people who were fighting the fire were called out by Sang Zhixia. The merciless flames devoured everything in sight. The blazing flames that shot up into the sky fell into people's eyes, but aroused a chilling chill in their hearts.
This was another accident full of loopholes.
Everyone could guess that this was man-made, and could even list a few suspicious targets in their minds.
But without evidence, any further speculation is false.
Besides, what can we do even if we get evidence?
The farm is now being targeted by government officials from all sides, with people at home feeling unstable and facing powerful enemies from outside.
Sang Zhixia lost her pride under such double pressure. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Sang Zhixia no longer had the energy to deal with the troubles that were coming one after another.
Xu Tongsheng seemed to be reluctant. He walked to Sang Zhixia, holding his pipe, and said in a hoarse voice: "Boss, things can be rebuilt if they are destroyed. As long as people are still alive, there will be no worries about firewood. Boss, please don't be too sad."
Sang Zhixia slowly closed her eyes and said with a wry smile, "Uncle Xu, it was the granary that was burned. Inside the granary..."
The granary was filled with grain, and it was grain that had been sold.
If nothing unexpected happens today, this batch of grain will be delivered from the farm tomorrow, and the remaining balance will be received from Boss Li after the handover is successful.
But now the granary has been burned down, and the promised goods cannot be taken out. Not only must the deposit paid by Boss Li be returned in full, but according to the agreement, he must also be compensated double the deposit.
The farm leaders all knew about the grain sale, and they couldn't help but sigh when they heard this.
These are troubled times, and things are really not peaceful.
Sang Zhixia had previously withdrawn a large amount of silver for ranch matters, and the purpose of selling grain was to fill the gap in time.
But now the grain has been burned and compensation has to be paid. This is undoubtedly an even greater challenge for Sang Zhixia, who is already in a difficult situation.
Xu Tongsheng opened his mouth as if wanting to say something but couldn't utter a word. The originally noisy crowd also slowly quieted down.
The old village chief standing in the crowd hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Boss, why don't we just gather together with the villagers first? No matter what, we can't..."
"It's no use."
Sang Zhixia said bitterly, "How much food can each household scrape together? Even if we took it all out, it would only be a drop in the bucket. Why bother?"
"I……"
"Boss, someone is coming."
Ling Chu quickly crossed the crowd and stood behind Sang Zhixia, lowering his voice and saying softly, "Peng Yuanliang is here."
As soon as Peng Yuanliang uttered these words, everyone who heard them looked sideways.
Sang Zhixia pretended not to notice the powerful resentment that suddenly erupted from the crowd, lowered her eyes and said, "Oh?"
"For no reason, why would Boss Peng think of stepping on my humble land?"
Ling Chu shook his head honestly: "I don't know about that, but when I got the news, they had already entered the village."
In other words, people may have arrived by now.
Sang Zhixia pursed her lips with an unclear expression. Not far away, Peng Yuanliang's voice sounded at the right moment: "Hey, what happened?"
Peng Yuanliang, surrounded by Zheng Erhu and others, walked over. He looked at the lingering smoke and dust in the sky and was shocked. It seemed that this was indeed the case. "It's getting hot and windy in summer. Could this be a result of a flood caused by careless supervision?"
Sang Zhixia looked at him quietly without saying a word.
Peng Yuanliang's face was filled with sorrow. "It's dry, and most of the things on the farm can't stand sparks. If it suddenly catches fire, what a huge loss it must be."
"I wonder if the Sang family can still hold on?"
Sang Zhixia waved her hand to signal Ling Chu and the others who were blocking her way to retreat, and said in a not very happy tone, "Thanks to Boss Peng's previous help, we can still manage."
Peng Yuanliang's smile froze when he heard the voice, but when he thought of Sang Zhixia's current miserable condition, he couldn't help laughing again.
"Sang Dongjia's words are just being distant with Mr. Peng."
"I've said before that the Sangdong family and I have a deep connection, not just in the past, but seeing it today proves that what I said before was right."
"Yeah, you're right."
Sang Zhixia seemed to have completely lost her former composure due to the continuous troubles. She crossed her arms and said stiffly, "So, Boss Peng came here today just to express his deep connection with me?"
"If so, then you can leave now."
Sang Zhixia expressionlessly made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile, "As Boss Peng can see, there are many things to do today. I'm afraid I don't have the time to entertain you."
The more Sang Zhixia tried to remain calm and the more angry she became, the more gratifying it was in Peng Yuanliang's eyes.
Peng Yuanliang has been waiting for today's good show for too long.
From the famine in the northwest a few years ago when Sang Zhixia ruined his plan, to the several failed battles not long ago, Sang Zhixia refused to suffer any loss every time. Mouth after mouthful of resentment was stuck in Peng Yuanliang's throat, and it was not until today that he found a good opportunity to vent it.
Peng Yuanliang had been having a smooth sailing lately, and in a good mood, he didn't care about Sang Zhixia's indifference. He smiled to himself and said, "Why should the Sang family be so wary of me?"
"I didn't come here today to see the joke, but I heard that the Sang family has been in a lot of trouble recently, so I wanted to help."
"So, will the Sang family also say that they don't welcome me?"
Sang Zhixia looked at him like a monkey and raised her eyelids without answering. Peng Yuanliang laughed and said, "Master Sang, I did bring some silver with me."
"If the negotiation is suitable, I would like to buy this farm and everyone in it together. I just wonder if I have the honor to do so?"
Peng Yuanliang is indeed a decent person. Even if he came with the intention of watching the show, he always pretends to be compassionate and kind in front of others.
Sang Zhixia didn't want to give him this face.
Sang Zhixia snorted lazily, "I've already said the price. I won't sell it for less."
"If Boss Peng comes to bargain with me today, then you can go home."
She put a lot of effort into this and forced all the honest people under her to become good actors, not just to listen to Peng Yuanliang's nitpicking.
This is her last piece of windfall before leaving the Northwest, and she must make a big one!
On the eve of the frequent incidents at Sanyou Farm, Peng Yuanliang actually did not believe that Lord Liu from Beicheng could do anything to Sang Zhixia.
If that small official really had such great ability, he would not have tolerated Sang Zhixia's tyranny for many years, and even dared to sacrifice the defense of a city in front of everyone.
But as the situation evolved, Peng Yuanliang had no choice but to believe it.
Peng Yuanliang looked at Sang Zhixia, who was trying hard to maintain his composure but still looked haggard, and sighed in his heart: Why do people say that little devils are difficult to deal with?
Sang Zhixia relied on the support of others and looked down on everyone. He had been doing this for too long. If he provoked deliberate revenge, no matter how big his family business was, it would be nothing but a castle in the air.
Look, the collapse of the high-rise building is right in front of us.
Peng Yuanliang was filled with emotion, but he pretended to be kind and benevolent. "I came here with good intentions. Why is Mr. Sang speaking so harshly?"
"You and I are old acquaintances who have been dealing with each other for a long time. There is still room for discussion."
"If the farm isn't in a hurry to sell, how about I help you get some help from Boss Li and plead a bit for him? Even if I can't postpone the delivery, if I can reduce the compensation even if I can't deliver it, that would be great."
Sang Zhixia wasn't surprised that Peng Yuanliang knew about his deal with Boss Li. Hearing this, he sneered, "Can you help me intercede?"
"Boss Peng is so kind?"
"I'm not a cruel person, it's just that the Sang family has always misunderstood me, which has delayed our friendship."
Boss Peng was confident of victory in the situation. He smiled warmly and said slowly, "Just don't rush things. Let's find a quiet place to sit down and talk."
The person had already come and refused to leave, so Sang Zhixia didn't know how to kick him out right away.
Several people moved to an unaffected open space on the farm and sat down. The price offered by Sang Zhixia was immediately rejected by Peng Yuanliang.
Peng Yuanliang laughed and said, "Mr. Sang, things are different now. This price is definitely not feasible."
If the farm was at its peak, with thousands of acres of fertile land, all necessary facilities and staff, the one million taels that Sang Zhixia wanted would not be too much.
But the current situation is not like that.
The farm in Sang Zhixia's hands is in trouble, and she is eager to sell it out, so this price is definitely not acceptable.
Sang Zhixia narrowed her eyes and asked, "How much are you going to give?"
"Five hundred thousand taels."
Peng Yuanliang smiled slightly: "If five hundred thousand taels is possible, then..."
"no."
Sang Zhixia acted as if she had heard some ridiculous joke. She twitched her lips comically and said, "Boss Peng, is that money really made from real gold? You're so arrogant when you talk so much."
"Go and find out how much profit my farm makes each year and how much rice, grain, and fur it can produce. You want to buy it for 500,000 taels? I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place."
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