Chapter 16: competition

"Francis, are you recovered from your illness?" Aunt Mehar asked impatiently. "Yes." Francis smiled and said, "Do you think I still look like a fool now?" There was a big difference between a fool and a normal person. It was possible for a normal person to pretend to be a fool, but it was obviously impossible for a fool to pretend to be a normal person. "Oh, your stupidity is really cured." Aunt Mehar asked again, "I heard that you are also buying fruits, two a pound?" "Yes." Francis said seriously, "Apples, pears, and later oranges, all pay two a pound. I will buy as much as you have." While talking, Francis moved Emily's apples off the flat car and weighed them. "One hundred and twenty-five pounds, two a pound, that's two hundred and fifty! Emily, here you go!" Francis handed the two hundred and fifty dollars to Emily, leaned close to her, and said in a low voice, "I promise to charge you three a pound, and I will replenish the rest at night." When Emily took the money, she deliberately scratched Francis's palm twice with her fingers, and then glanced at Francis. Seeing that Francis actually paid two a pound for apples from Emily, the villagers suddenly became excited. "Hey, go and tell my husband to bring the pears and sell them to Francis." "Hey, I'll let my husband go to pick apples now. Francia, is it too late to pick them now? What? You can pick them at any time, as much as you want?" "No! My husband has gone to Tribbiani. I will call him right away and refuse to sell it to Tribbiani." A group of villagers quickly dispersed. Soon, villagers came over pushing flat carts, and Francis became busy. At this time, in front of Tribbiani's house, Tribbiani was leaning on the agricultural tricycle, puffing away smoke. Next to the floor scale, his two men were squatting there. "What's going on today? Why is no one here to sell fruit?" Tribbiani frowned. Before, the villagers were all queuing up here pushing flat carts. "I do not know." The two also looked confused, not understanding what was happening. "Did everyone go to the place where they were purchased yesterday?" Tribbiani thought for a while and said. "No, we said yesterday that we would purchase it here today. Besides, even if they went there yesterday and saw that we were not there, they should come over." One said. "It's really weird." Tribbiani frowned. "Eh? Look, Arther is here!" At this moment, one pointed forward and said. Not far ahead, Arthur was walking towards here pushing a flat cart. "I'm just telling you, how could no one come over?" Tribbiani threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and said loudly, "Get ready to work!" As a result, at this moment, Arthur suddenly stopped, took out his mobile phone and answered the call. After answering the call, he suddenly turned around and ran away pushing the flat cart. What was happening here? Tribbiani and his henchman were both confused. They finally waited for someone to come, but in the blink of an eye, they ran away pushing the cart. This was so abnormal. When something went wrong, there must be a monster. "Hmph! Let's follow Arthur to see what's going on!" Tribbiani said gloomily. Following Arthur, they came to the door of Francis's house. They saw many villagers surrounding Francis, and Francis was surrounded by everyone, and they were furious. "Do you take my words as a deaf ear? I said you are not allowed to interact with Francis or talk to anyone in his family. Do you believe that I will not harvest your fruits and let the fruits grow rot on the trees?" Tribbiani walked over gloomily, shouting as he walked. He was really angry. He just said it yesterday, but no one listened to him at all and didn't take his words to heart at all. "Unjust is doomed to destruction!" Francis turned his gaze to Tribbiani and said calmly, "Do you think you are the local emperor of Qingshan Village? Everyone listens to you no matter what you say? Don't be too self-righteous. In fact, you are nothing but bullshit in Qingshan Village!" At this time, after getting closer, Tribbiani discovered that no wonder the villagers were gathered here. It turned out that Francis was also buying fruits here. Moreover, he heard from the words of people around him that Francis was not only buying fruits, but also buying them for two dollars a pound, which was fifty cents higher than what he had given. "Francis, do you dare to steal my business?" Staring at Francis, Tribbiani's eyes were cold and his expression was even more gloomy and terrifying. "Stealing your business? From what you said, you are only allowed to buy fruits, but I am not allowed to buy them?" Francis said lightly. "Wow, you are so presumptuous!" Tribbiani said loudly, "Friends, we have cooperated so happily before. Now that Francis is also buying fruits, won't you sell them to me?" "Selling it to you? Why should we sell it to you? Francis offered a high price, so we naturally sold it to him." "That's right! And he doesn't pick up the iron pillars It's not like you. You don't want the smaller ones." "From now on, we will all sell to him, not you!" The villagers were talking a lot. Before, they had no choice. They had to sell the fruit to Tribbiani, but it was different now. With Francis here, even a fool would choose it. Seeing that the villagers were unanimously speaking for Francis, Tribbiani looked gloomy, staring at Francis, and said in a cold voice, "Francis, you are cruel. Let's wait and see. If you offend me, you will regret it." "It's useless for you to threaten me." Francis said calmly, "We are all villagers in Qingshan Village. We can't do anything. You purchase fruits to coerce the villagers and want to isolate my family. Is this something that a human can do?" "Now, I can actually do this, but I won't do it. Tribbiani, let me tell you, in the past, you were domineering in the village and made Qingshan Village a mess. But now, with me here, you can't think about it, just take care of yourself!" After all, they were all villagers in the same village, and Francis didn't want to make things too embarrassing. He just hoped that Tribbiani could repent. If Tribbiani continued to have his own way, then he would no longer be polite to Tribbiani.