They Say I Am Making Dirty Money and I Will Sell My Peaches to You.

The yellow peaches in the village were unsaleable, and Lin Fei couldn't bear to see the fruits of his father's labor ruined, so he collected them for four yuan and sold them to the peach merchant in the city for five yuan. But he didn't want to be discovered by the village's second-rate men that he was making money from the price difference, and the whole Taoyuan Village was in a state of panic. "Lin Fei, the peach was sold for five yuan, why did you say it was four yuan?" "Lin Fei, he said you are a college student, how can you make such dirty money?" "If you sell it for five yuan, you must give us five yuan, otherwise our peach will be white?" Seeing the villagers who were so grateful to him before, suddenly criticizing him verbally, Lin Fei immediately laughed. "Okay, okay, say I'm making dirty money, and you can sell the peach yourself." ... A week later. Continuous heavy rain fell. The yellow peaches in Taoyuan Village are still hanging on the fruit trees. This time, everyone was anxious. "Lin Fei, please, please keep my peaches!" "If I don't harvest them, my peaches will rot." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.