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Street corner, vegetable market. Chen didn't carry the scale, but the scale lever was very high. He said: "Two catties and twenty taels, you count two catties, eighteen cents."

"It's only seventeen cents, don't knock it down." The short fat man weighed the copper coins in his hand with a look of disdain.

Chen did not accompany him carefully and said with a smile: "Others ask for ten cents per catty, but I only need nine cents. Besides, I only pay two catties and twenty taels. If others ask for it, I will ask for it from you." "Twenty-two cents."

"There's so much nonsense. I don't want to do business anymore. Are you going to sell it? I don't care about eating this vegetable moss. Let's go. I won't buy it." I'll save the money and go cut some meat to eat." The short fat man became impatient.

"Sell, we won't sell it at this price tomorrow." Chen Mei muttered.

After the short fat man left, the old man Zhao next to him pursed his lips and said: "Young people, don't be afraid of him. Wherever he has money, he is just a tofu grinder. I have never seen him cut meat."

Chen Moi said cautiously: "I'm not afraid of him, I'm just worried that it would be a pity if the vegetable moss couldn't be sold and spoiled."

Old man Zhao lectured Chen Moi: "Young man I just sold vegetables. After selling for a long time, I realized that it is normal for the vegetables to spoil if they cannot be sold. But people in this world cannot be too weak. When they should be strong, they must be strong——"

"What's so strong?" The gloomy voice made people shiver.

The source of the voice is a tall, strong man...

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