
Undercover
by Yang Jinlin
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The old man who led the donkey to the market was from Daniubao in Guo County, and the old man who sold fresh ginger was from Gaocheng in Xin County. The two met once. The old man put the ginger under his nose, smelled it and said it was good. He also asked how many ginger trees you have planted at home? Is this year considered a small year or a big year? Old Huang chuckled, showing his yellow teeth. I am so old, and this is the first time I have heard of ginger trees being planted. These things are not grown on trees, but grown in the soil. Lao Jia blushed and straightened his neck to argue with Lao Huang, "You old man, I think you are too old to argue with you. Ginger is grown on trees. Who are you trying to coax?" I'm not a two-ball player. Just because of such a trivial issue as whether ginger grows in the soil or grows on trees, the two people fought with each other in the market of Guyang Town, blushing and refusing to give in. Lao Jia was a local, and the passers-by around him all favored him regardless of right or wrong. They said, don't talk nonsense with the ginger seller, just make a bet, who loses and who wins, seeing is believing and hearing is believing.
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