Huang Baoming stood at the gate of the county government office, stretched his neck and kept looking forward, muttering things like, 'Why aren't you here yet?'

Behind him, Huang Dalin and others shook their heads.

"Old man from a wealthy family, Mrs. Lin will definitely come. Don't worry, wait slowly!" Huang Dalin couldn't stand it anymore and directly spoke to comfort her.

"How can we not be anxious?" Huang Baoming shook his head, "This is related to the future of our village, so I am definitely anxious."

When Huang Dalin saw him like this, he stopped trying to persuade him and waited aside.

When Lin Jiuniang appeared not far away, the people in Huangjia Village breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old man from a wealthy family, I said Madam Lin would come. Look, isn't she here?"

Huang Dalin said as he went up to greet her, "Ms. Lin."

Lin Jiuniang chuckled, "You're so early.

Come on, go in and settle the contract and other matters. I will be the host at noon and treat you to eight-treasure duck."

With that said, he was about to take them to the county government office.

Huang Dalin and Huang Baoming looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Ms. Lin, wait a moment."

Huang Dalin opened his mouth and stopped Lin Jiuniang.

Lin Jiuniang turned around and frowned, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Huang Dalin nodded.

Sighing, she looked at Lin Jiuniang with an apologetic look on her face:

"Ms. Lin, as we discussed with you yesterday, we will continue to rent the land in our village to you, and no one will have any objection.

But as for the cactus flowers, I can’t rent them to you.”

Lin Jiuniang stood up straight, the smile on her face faded, "Reason!"

Huang Dalin raised his head unnaturally, his eyes flickering, "Ms. Lin, you'd better stop asking. I, a member of Huangjia Village, broke my word about this matter. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry if I don't accept this," Lin Jiuniang's face turned ugly and she sneered coldly:

"Give me a reason, otherwise all cooperation between us will be cancelled."

"Don't," Huang Dalin said nervously.

He hesitated to speak and looked at Huang Baoming, "Old man from a wealthy family, I, I think we should not hide it from Mrs. Lin. We are also at fault in this matter."

Huang Baoming nodded and sighed.

Then she looked at Lin Jiuniang with a guilty look on her face:

"Someone paid 1,200 taels of silver to buy flowers from the cactus forest, so we plan to buy them for him.

Mrs. Lin, I'm sorry, I know I feel sorry for you about this, but we are all so poor."

"Cut me off halfway?"

Lin Jiuniang's lips curled into a sneer, and she looked at them with cold eyes:

"Tell me, who cut my hair?"

Huang Baoming shook his head violently, "We can't say this."

Lin Jiuniang suppressed her anger, "Can't you say?

Don’t you just think that the money I gave you is too little? How about I give you one thousand, three hundred and two years a year?

Humph, who can't afford to sleep with me? I, Lin Jiuniang, am short of money?"

Huang Baoming's heart was moved, and he asked, "You, are you really willing to pay one thousand three hundred taels?"

Lin Jiuniang nodded.

Huang Dalin on the side had excitement on his face:

"Another hundred taels more. As a rich man, we should sell it to Madam Lin."

Lin Jiuniang snorted, "I have plenty of money.

I gave you the opportunity to make an offer before, but you couldn't do it coyly.

I made a price, but because I thought the price was too low, I turned around and sold it to the higher bidder.

This is called breaking your promise.

If it weren't for this flower, which is of great use to me, I wouldn't want it from you.

I'll give you one more chance, one thousand three hundred taels, and agree to sell me. Now come in with me and sign both contracts.

If you don't agree, we'll break up and I won't rent your land anymore."

Lin Jiuniang's acrimony made Huang Dalin and Huang Dalin's faces turn red.

But when he saw Lin Jiuniang walking into the Yamen, she quickly followed her.

At this moment.

"Wait!"

Luo Hengtong hurried over and apologized repeatedly, "Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

Lin Jiuniang stopped and looked at Luo Hengtong with strange eyes:

"Boss Luo? We've met!"

His voice paused and his brows furrowed slightly, "You came late? So, you are the one who cut off my hair?"

Luo Hengtong looked apologetic, "Ms. Lin, I'm really sorry. Everyone wants to get new business opportunities."

Huang Dalin and others looked towards him as he spoke, "Sorry, something delayed me.

If you don’t have any objections, let’s go in, let’s go in and get the contract done, and I’ll be the host at noon.”

Huang Dalin shook his head:

"Boss Luo, I can't sell this cactus flower to you now. Madam Lin has one hundred taels more than you, so I want to sell it to Madam Lin."

"What?"

Luo Hengtong frowned, "You are so unkind."

"Hey, you know how unkind you are," Lin Jiuniang said with a sarcastic face, "Why didn't you say you were unkind when you were cutting my hair?"

Luo Hengtong blushed.

He gritted his teeth and said, "This is different."

"Why is it different? They are all the same," the contempt in Lin Jiuniang's eyes deepened, "Now I am the one who bids the highest price.

Huang Dalin, come on, follow me in and sign the contract."

Luo Hengtong saw them going in and was anxious.

He quickly reached out and grabbed Huang Dalin, "Huang Dalin, you can't sell it to her. I'll give you another hundred taels. Can you do one thousand four hundred taels?"

Huang Dalin's heart aches when he thinks of the price he quoted.

In five years, you have to get 7,000 taels, which is a loss.

More than his property.

Huang Dalin was delighted, "Boss Luo, is it true? One thousand, four hundred taels, then, I'll sell it to you."

Lin Jiuniang's face darkened.

Luo Hengtong looked at Lin Jiuniang's darkened face and said apologetically, "Ms. Lin, I'm sorry."

As he said this, he wanted to pull Huang Dalin in.

"Wait!"

Lin Jiuniang looked arrogant and snorted coldly:

"You can't lose anything. You have more money than me? Who are you looking down on?"

His ice-like eyes looked at Huang Dalin coldly:

"One thousand five hundred taels."

As he said that, he looked at Luo Hengtong and sneered, "Follow!

You have more money than me, are you worthy?

If you have the guts to keep bidding to rob me, come on, bid.

As long as you bid, I will follow suit."

Luo Hengtong's face looked ugly, his eyes subconsciously looked around, and he did not dare to look directly at Lin Jiuniang.

Huang Dalin looked at Luo Hengtong excitedly:

"Boss Luo, do you still want to increase the price?
To be continued...