mtl008 Chapter 113 I Want All the Handsome Men in the World
Chapter 113 I Want All the Handsome Men in the World
Upon hearing that he couldn't borrow money but needed to borrow rice instead, the village chief's face immediately darkened!
That definitely won't work!
If the money is lent to Yan Nanfei, what will happen to her family?
Besides, food is scarce right now. Even if Yan Nanfei offered her a mountain of gold to buy rice, she wouldn't sell it!
Gold can't be eaten, and besides, Yan Nanfei has no money!
She wouldn't do a deal that would lose her so much money; she's not stupid.
“Nanfei, although I am the village chief, my family doesn’t have much grain, and as for money, we have even less. I emptied my savings to scrape together five hundred taels…”
The village chief looked at Yan Nanfei with a particularly helpless expression.
Before Yan Nanfei could speak, the village chief was about to leave. Yan Nanfei narrowed his eyes. Could she really leave so easily?
"Village chief, my family only has one bag of rice left. Your family has been farming all year round, so you must have more rice than me. Please lend me a few bags!" Yan Nan grabbed the village chief's arm, her voice filled with sorrow and her eyes brimming with tears.
The village chief's face showed displeasure, meaning, how did he end up getting entangled with Yan Nanfei?
"Oh, Nanfei, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I really have no other choice!" The village chief would never lend Yan Nanfei rice!
This is fate!
Grain is more precious than mountains of gold or silver!
But coincidentally, Yan Nanfei was determined to borrow rice from the village chief, even if it was just a pound!
Because she knew the village chief's character well, she knew that the villagers might need his help someday, and he could lend them money so that their sons wouldn't be conscripted.
Then the village chief thought of Yan Nanfei, after all, Yan Nanfei and his group had spread the news that her parents had left her a lot of money.
Although Yan Nanfei had just told the village chief that she had run out of money.
However, in order to avoid putting the pressure on her, the village chief will definitely find a sheep to bear the burden for her.
Therefore, Yan Nanfei can be considered an invisible threat to the village chief.
"Village chief, please, I know you have rice at home. Last time when it was dark, I saw you carrying more than a dozen bags of rice home from town!"
Yan Nanfei's words immediately stunned the village chief!
That's right. Once, Yan Nanfei returned from Hua Tuo's house a little late and happened to see the village chief sitting on an oxcart with a dozen or twenty bags of rice on it.
The village chief purchased rice at the same time that Yan Nanfei bought rice, which led to rumors that a deity had descended to earth to stockpile grain.
So, this village chief is quite conscious and has a forward-thinking mindset.
"Keep your voice down!" The village chief, pale-faced, quickly covered Yan Nanfei's mouth. Yan Nanfei dodged, preventing the village chief's hand from touching her mouth.
"Village chief, I'll just keep my voice down, there's no need to cover my mouth."
Yan Nanfei found it amusing to see the village chief looking around nervously, as if afraid that other villagers might overhear.
"I can only lend you a bag of rice at most!" the village chief said through gritted teeth. She looked at Yan Nanfei with anger but dared not offend him, for fear of provoking him and causing him to make a scene everywhere.
If all the villagers ask her to borrow rice and she refuses, what if she doesn't get elected as the village chief next year?
Being the village chief has its advantages.
For example, during holidays, people would come to her with gifts to curry favor, and people who wanted her to do favors would also give her gifts.
Even if she doesn't cultivate her few acres of land, she, her son, and her daughter won't starve.
Moreover, her daughter and son run a business in the next town, and their business is doing quite well.
"Three Guarantees!"
Yan Nanfei raised the price arbitrarily, the more the better. The more the village chief felt the pinch, the less she dared to mess with Yan Nanfei.
"Three guarantees?!" The village chief's voice rose several octaves, and he looked at Yan Nanfei as if he were a bandit.
"Village chief, could you please keep your voice down? Don't let anyone hear you!" Yan Nanfei retorted, "Otherwise, if someone hears you, it's none of my business."
The village chief gritted his teeth, panting heavily: "Fine, three bags of rice!"
The village chief's heart was bleeding, her face was bleeding, her whole body was bleeding, she was in so much pain!
"Thank you, Village Chief!" Yan Nanfei smiled brightly. "Feng Shan and I will go to your house right away and carry the rice home."
"Linfeng, help Huatuo back first." Yan Nanfei took Fengshan's arm and turned to Linfeng to say.
"Okay, Miss Yan." Lin Feng helped Hua Tuo and they slowly made their way home.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Are you afraid I won't give you the rice?" The village chief looked at Yan Nanfei and Feng Shan with a disgusted expression.
Yan Nanfei smiled sweetly, her face beaming: "Oh dear, these are three bags of rice! Our family is so poor right now that we can't even afford a single tael of silver. Now that we have rice, we definitely have to carry it home as soon as possible so we can feel a little more at ease!"
Upon hearing Yan Nanfei's words, the village chief seemed to suddenly understand something: "Nanfei, you must have quite a bit of money at home, right?"
Yan Nanfei raised an eyebrow, not curious that the village chief had figured it out.
"Hey, what's money to you? In these chaotic times, the most important thing is food." Yan Nanfei's answer was vague, leaving the village chief unsure of what to do: "Suppose I really have money, but there's a famine, even if I have mountains of gold and silver to give away, no one will want it. Even if they do, they'll want the food from your cellar, village chief."
The village chief felt a chill run down his spine, and his gaze towards Yan Nanfei was filled with lingering fear.
The village chief now understands what Yan Nanfei means!
Unfortunately, the village chief couldn't reveal that Yan Nanfei was wealthy.
Just as Yan Nanfei said, if there really is a famine, no one will want Yan Nanfei's money, even if he gives it away.
But her food would be highly sought after!
The village chief was alarmed. He took a deep breath and put on a fawning smile: "Haha, Nanfei is right. Don't worry, Auntie's mouth is sealed tight. She will never talk nonsense. You can rest assured!"
Seeing the village chief's smiling face, Yan Nanfei smiled back and said, "I trust the village chief."
Yan Nanfei believed the village chief would keep his mouth shut about this matter, but he didn't believe it.
Nine out of ten gossip stories in the village originate from the village chief's mouth.
"Come on, move it." The village chief warmly led them to an unused room, where five or six bags of rice were stored.
Feng Shan held a bag of rice in each hand, his arms bulging with veins and his body radiating powerful muscles.
The village chief swallowed hard. This mountain closure was really effective!
No wonder so many women in the village are lusting after him!
“Village chief, this is not a good idea.” Yan Nanfei’s sharp eyes flashed with a sinister edge: “I might not be able to resist talking nonsense.”
Seeing Yan Nanfei's posture, the village chief knew that her gaze had been too direct and that Yan Nanfei had noticed.
"Nanfei, take this extra bag of rice as an apology from your aunt. You don't need to pay it back..."
Yan Nanfei snorted coldly, and the village chief immediately changed his tune: "Two bags of rice!"