"If you don't sell it, I'll keep this thing for fun."

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said. Ye Rongyao is not short of money now, so he doesn't want to sell this snakehead fish. In Ye Rongyao's opinion, it's enough for money. There is no need to get so much money. If you have too much money, you won't be able to sleep well. Ye Rongyao is a very contented person.

"One million, how about it?"

Seeing Ye Rongyao's resolute statement, Li Qingyong immediately raised the price. Although buying such a fish for one million was stupid to others, it seemed very worth it in Li Qingyong's opinion.

“Not selling.”

Ye Rongyao still shook his head and said. For Ye Rongyao, this is really not a matter of money. If it were the past, let alone one million, even ten thousand yuan would be sold.

However, since the "lazy system", Ye Rongyao felt that he should be a backbone farmer and could not buy what he liked because of money. Ye Rongyao now likes this big snakehead fish, so even if Li Qingyong pays 10 million, Ye Rongyao will not sell it.

"Glory, are you confused? This is one million, enough for you to buy a house in the city, so sell it quickly..."

The old village chief Ye Xianghai was worried about Ye Rongyao. This is one million. In the countryside, ordinary people will never make so much money in their entire lives.

Ye Rongyao was fine, and he refused when he said he refused. The old village chief felt sorry for him. He really didn't regard money as money. If Ye Rongyao was his son and grandson, the old village chief would slapp him now, "Don't he know how important money is?"

"Yes, Brother Ye, if you think one million is too little, we can discuss it again." Li Qingyong said. Li Qingyong really wanted to buy this snakehead fish.

"This is not a matter of money. I want to raise this snakehead fish myself, so no matter how much you pay, I won't sell it."

Ye Rongyao said simply, so he didn't think he was waiting for a price.

"Glory, you'll think about it."

The old village chief really thought about Ye Rongyao. In the old village chief's opinion, this snakehead fish is useless to keep at home, and it is even a waste of money to feed this big guy. It is better to sell it.

One million, in the countryside, is awesome money, and you can buy a house in the city and live a petty bourgeois life as a city people.

"Old village chief, don't say it anymore. If I say I don't sell it, I won't sell it."

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said. Since he decided not to sell it, Ye Rongyao would definitely not change his decision just because of the old village chief’s words.

"Uncle Rong, don't sell the 'blackhead', otherwise we will be sad." An eleven-two-year-old boy heard that he wanted to sell the blackhead, so he ran over and said.

"Uncle Rongyao, you can't sell your blackheads." A group of furry children came to persuade Ye Rongyao.

Now when these furry children are fine, they like to run to the south of the village, where smart wild boars and dogs play with them, and now there is also the big guy who is swimming in the water.

These furry children are really afraid that Ye Rongyao will sell his "blackhead", so that they will lose just as much fun playmates.

In that case, they will be very sad.

"Go, what do you little dolls know!"

The old village chief shouted unhappily to the furry children who were surrounding him. These furry children did not know what a million yuan means except for playing and tricks.

"I knew that Uncle Rongyao could not sell his blackheads!" As the king of children, Erwazi was the first to stand out to oppose the old village chief's words.

"That's right, Uncle Rongyao can't sell his blackheads!" said the hairy children one after another.

"Okay, your uncle Honor won't sell blackheads, don't worry."

Ye Rongyao said to these furry children with a smile. Looking at them, Ye Rongyao couldn't help but think of his childhood when he was as young as them. There were always many memories that he would never forget in his childhood.

"yeah……"

After hearing Ye Rongyao's words that he would not sell his "blackhead", the hairy child happily dispersed.

"Glory, you don't think about it anymore, think about it."

The old village chief still said unwillingly. One million is simply a festival that cannot be passed in the old village chief’s heart.

"I said I won't sell it, but I won't sell it. Old village chief, you don't have to worry about me." Ye Rongyao said with certainty.

"Brother Ye, this is my business card. When do you want to sell this snakehead fish, you can call me at any time, and the price remains unchanged by one million."

Seeing that Ye Rongyao was determined not to sell this big snakehead fish, Li Qingyong had to take out his business card and hand it to Ye Rongyao and said.

"Okay, I'll be the first to call you when I want to sell it one day." Ye Rongyao took the business card and said politely.

"Then I'll wait for Brother Ye's good news."

Li Qingyong said. Now Li Qingyong is a little overestimated by the farmer named Ye Rongyao in front of him. He can't even make him moved by a million. Could he be really the kind of person who is indifferent to money?

Li Qingyong has been in the business world for decades and thinks he is good at judging people, but today, Li Qingyong feels that he can't see through this Ye Rongyao.

"OK."

Ye Rongyao said politely. But he thought to himself, just wait, wait for you to leave, I throw this business card into the trash can, so that you can wait until the flowers fade, and you won’t receive a call from me.

Ye Rongyao thought with a bad mind.

"Brother Ye, I really trouble you today." Li Qingyong said to the old village chief.

"Mr. Li, seeing what you said, I'm sorry for me, I've made you a waste of time." The old village chief Ye Xianghai said with some regret.

After all, Mr. Li is so busy, because of his own information, he ran over from all over the place and gave him two packs of Chinese cigarettes. As a result, the matter was not done, and the old village chief was a little worried.

"It's nothing. The business has not been completed. It's a pleasure to know someone like Brother Ye." Li Qingyong said with a smile, not caring about Ye Rongyao's rude attitude towards him.

"It's getting late. Village chief and Mr. Li, why don't you eat at my house at noon? The business has not been completed. It's a pleasure to know a kind person like Mr. Li."

Ye Rongyao thought that Mr. Li was good, and he ignored him like this. He was a big boss who had no temper for a day. This belly made Ye Rongyao admire him, so Ye Rongyao decided to keep him at his house for lunch.

In Ye Rongyao's opinion, Mr. Li is a friend worth dating.

"Glory, that's the case. Mr. Li, don't be polite to him. The dishes cooked by this kid are awesome. You must have a lot of reminiscence after eating them. You can't even eat this taste even when you go to a big hotel."

When the old village chief heard that Ye Rongyao was leaving him and Li Qingyong for lunch at noon, the old village chief couldn't help but get excited. The old village chief thought about the last time he had eaten Ye Rongyao's dishes. It was when Ye Tiancheng's baby was engaged. Although time passed, it was a very distant thing in the old village chief's heart.

The old village chief was looking forward to eating the food made by Ye Rongyao every day, but Ye Rongyao had no vision at all. He didn't invite him to have dinner together several times when he came to his house at dinner time.

The old village chief couldn't let go of his face, so he started to eat for free.
Chapter completed!