Farm Gate Escape: There is Room For Full-level Bosses

   Chapter 261 It's too late if you don't go

  Everyone is packing, it is very frustrating not being able to take large items away.

   It’s a pity to throw it away, and I don’t know who to sell it to.

   The people of these eight villages in ten miles and eight villages, knowing that they are going to move out, are all waiting to pick up the leaks.

   Even if someone wants to pay for their furniture, the price is not as expensive as firewood.

   These are all things that everyone has worked hard to make, and they are reluctant to sell them at such a low price.

   Mr. Qu felt that how much was money, and staying here would also be a bargain for others, so he might as well sell it all.

  There are so many things in the house that I can’t take away, so I can sell them all, at least I can save one or two taels of silver, and I can hire an extra carriage.

   Mr. Qu said to his three daughters-in-law and sons: "Move the things to the entrance of the village, and someone will buy them. As long as the price is not too high, they will all be sold."

   The eldest daughter-in-law whispered: "Mother, we are all furniture made of nanmu. I heard that nanmu is quite expensive. Isn't it a bit of a loss to sell it too cheaply?"

Qu sternly glared at her: "What's the loss, it's the only loss that's lost, I'm going to the southern border soon, there are many people who want to throw these out, but in the last two days, no one will pick it up. "

   Qu's words also made sense. Several daughters-in-law and sons could only reluctantly agree with her decision.

   They were walking on the road panting with their things, and Mrs. Qu was also holding a nanban bench in his hand.

  Aunt Yang saw that they were going to sell something, and stepped forward to block Qu Shi: "My mother, don't sell it yet"

   Before Aunt Yang could finish her words, Mrs. Qu gave her a stern look, and the old face that pulled her hips was full of resentment.

   If it wasn't for Aunt Yang's instigation, how could Yan Tingting refuse to ask for instant noodles and let her suffer such a big insult.

   Aunt Yang frowned, "My mother, what did you say!"

   When Mrs. Qu looked at Aunt Yang, she could not wait to slap her twice. It was polite to talk like that.

   Qu sneered: "Human words!"

   "Good dog out of the way!"

   Aunt Yang was so angry that she almost didn't blow up, if it wasn't because she was the second daughter-in-law's mother, she would have told her earlier.

   After all, they are in-laws, and family and harmony can make everything successful. Aunt Yang endured this sigh of relief and reminded him with kind words: "Master Yu may want to recycle furniture, I advise you to wait first!"

   Mr. Qu was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "You are telling me on purpose, so that I can't sell anything and smash it into my own hands!"

   "I tell you! Dream!"

   Yu Suisheng really wants to recycle furniture, and he will definitely release news so that everyone can keep things.

   Only Aunt Yang knew about it.

   Qu thought that she was deliberately blocking herself.

   Aunt Yang said this, "Believe it or not!"

   She walked away with her back straight, and Mrs. Qu almost clenched her teeth.

They are also married. From the very beginning, Aunt Yang married the village head. They also gave birth to three sons. All of her sons were shorter than Aunt Yang’s sons. Aunt Yang lived a happy life, and she had already been a widow. Still racking my brains for this home.

   Mrs. Qu was unwilling, and her three daughters-in-law were frightened by the resentment all over her body, and silently prayed that the old witch would stop being a demon.

   These things of Qu's are all new, and they are also made of precious nanmu.

   Waiting for the rush to steal the leak, Qu Shi finally had a little smile on his face.

   The price is higher than she imagined.

  The eldest son said anxiously: "Mother, there is no one around to sell anything. Did everyone hear what Aunt Yang said, should we wait any longer?"

The smile on Qu's face froze, and he looked at his eldest son Yan Shouguang unhappily: "Listen to her fooling around! Even if Master Yu wants to collect furniture, how many households in our village can he accept it? He wants to accept it too. To receive these high-quality goods from Mrs. Cui Jiabai's house, listen to her, it will not be worth a penny if you want to sell them!"

  The eldest son wanted to say, in case Master Yu would accept it, he immediately shut up quietly when he met the unrepentant gaze of the old lady.

   All of the Qu family's things were sold for a total of three taels of silver. She was quite satisfied. She generously took out two taels of silver and asked her eldest son to rent a carriage.

   Another carriage was added, and the whole family was very happy and praised Qu’s decisive life selling furniture.

Unexpectedly, the next day, a group of people came to the entrance of Youjia Village. They entered the village with permission and set up a stall in the Bazi, specializing in recycling good wood, or furniture made of good wood. The price varies, but Compared to a nanwood bench sold by Qu's for twenty minutes, it is already a sky-high price!

   The entire Youjia Village was a sensation, and they all took the guys to line up for appraisal.

  Yu Suisheng will not be higher than the market recovery price, and he will not lose too much to everyone. The more than 20 masters he invited will soon offer an astonishingly high price of ten taels, twenty taels, and fifty taels.

   When Mr. Qu heard the news, he almost fainted!

   The three sons and three daughters-in-law complained fiercely to her: "If only my mother listened to Aunt Yang!"

   It's not that she accuses her inside and out of her words. She lost such a large sum of money in vain. If they had this money, they would all be able to live a good life for the rest of their lives.

  But now, it's all turned into a bubble!

   The people in the village might say behind their backs how stupid they are, stop them from selling, or refuse to listen to what their in-laws say.

  The unwillingness in the eyes of her sons and daughters-in-law drowned out Mrs. Qu. She did not reflect at all, but was extremely resentful of Aunt Yang, "She must have done it on purpose!"

   "She deliberately induced me to sell the furniture, and then come to see my jokes!"

   "As long as she explained a few more words, how could I possibly sell the furniture!"

   Mr. Qu muttered to himself like crazy, picked up the pole and rushed out.

   He Chunbai was startled, "Mother, what are you doing! Stop her!"

   "The village chief Zhao's family is not easy to mess with!"

   Everyone was reminded loudly by He Chunbai, and finally woke up from the missed opportunity to get rich, and hurriedly chased out.

  Clan Qu rushed to the village chief Zhao's house and yelled like a ghost, "Yang Yuehua, come out with me!"

   As expected, Aunt Yang is not at home.

   Mr. Qu was angry and cursed: "You old lady with poisonous sores all over your body, you just can't see our family! If you don't have a heart, you're going to be punished by five thunders and you won't be able to die..."

   She cursed so loudly that everyone could hear it even in the noisy Youjia Village at the moment.

   Everyone cast strange glances at Yan Tingting.

   Yan Tingting glanced at her husband with a pale face. Seeing his dark face, she quickly apologized to Aunt Yang: "Mother, I'll go home!"

   Aunt Yang nodded generously, and Yan Tingting ran back to Zhao's house like a ghost was chasing her.

   Mrs. Qu was still flirting, and the three sons couldn't hold him, as if they had lost their minds.

   When Yan Tingting saw Mrs. Qu, she couldn't help saying angrily: "Mother! What are you doing! My mother-in-law told you not to sell it, it was you who wanted to sell it!"

"Snapped-"

   Mr. Qu slapped her in the face, her eyes were fierce and scarlet, "You don't have a conscience, why didn't you come and tell me!" She even complained to Yan Tingting.

   Yan Tingting covered her face, tears fell, she was very aggrieved, "I really don't know! I only found out this morning!"

   Mr. Qu didn't believe it, and wanted to slap her in the face. Zhao Yuan suddenly appeared and grabbed her big raised hand, "Mother, if you don't sell wood, it will be too late."

   (end of this chapter)