"Really?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Village chief, why didn't you mention such a good sales channel before? I've been worried sick."
The village chief continued to smile, "It's not that I didn't mention it, you all know that the boss of Xiyang is Lin Chuxia. She was in confinement recently, and I saw that everyone's peaches just came off the trees, so I wasn't in a rush to tell her. It's my fault."
"How can it be the village chief's fault? It's important for Chuxia to be in confinement."
"Oh, I said it, the village chief does things reliably, we don't have to worry."
"Old Qian, why are you still standing there? Soon your peaches can be delivered to the village chief."
"Ten cents, isn't the best hairy peach on the market only ten cents?"
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Sun Bingnan sat on his tractor, listening to people's discussions, secretly sneering.
Half a day ago, his father was also worried to the point of having gray hair.
