Selling at a Lower Price

"Village Chief! Just agree to this kid's request! Otherwise, what about the survival of so many people in our village!" Auntie Zhuang cried bitterly.

Zhao Fei used to work closely with Auntie Zhuang to sell seeds. Auntie Zhuang was in charge of growing the seeds and Zhao Fei was in charge of selling them. At the end of the day, the two of them would split the profits. Auntie Zhuang's two sons grew up alongside Zhao Fei and their entire family was very nice to Zhao Fei. Whenever Zhao Fei was in trouble, they would help him.

They all knew the kind of life Zhao Fei led at Zhao Liu's house. If Zhao Fei could leave Zhao Liu's house and strike it out on his own, he would definitely lead a good life.

"Alright, but not now. The matter of splitting up is too complicated. The village doesn't have time to be the judge for your family matters now. Let's talk about splitting up after we're done with the matter of the seeds," Zhao Kuo said vaguely.