"Uncle, let me give you a tip. If you're up for it, put in some effort. Also, there's this farmer elder brother I know. He said there's still potatoes and cabbage, but that's for tomorrow. You might want to consider it, I estimate there should be ten thousand pounds."
Jiang Xiaoxiao hinted.
The rest is up to Uncle's family.
She couldn't help Uncle with these things.
Fan Jianshe was left dizzy by Jiang Xiaoxiao's words.
What was that?
Potatoes and cabbage, over ten thousand pounds?
What a good deal.
Wow!
Fan Jianshe was tempted.
"Xiao Xiao, can you really get this much?"
His eager eyes looked quite pitiful.
Thinking about it, Fan Jianshe actually had a carefree nature and was quite big-hearted.
To put it bluntly, he didn't really have any thoughts about power; he just wanted to get by and live a relaxed life.
Many people holding "iron rice bowls" in these times actually share the same attitude.
