Rebirth begins with marrying a female educated youth

"What's wrong, classmate Wang, are you scared?"

Ji Yuanhai asked with a smile.

"I...I'm not scared, I'm just a little worried."

Wang Zhuyun whispered: "Didn't my grandpa say that we will be surrounded and beaten by others? Will they really surround and beat us?"

"Of course we will. After all, we are here to fight against them." Ji Yuanhai said.

Wang Zhuyun opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Ah? Then you are still coming?"

"Of course, what is supposed to come will come." Ji Yuanhai said, "And it's best for them not to take action. They will be the ones who suffer the consequences if they do."

Wang Zhuyun couldn't understand: "What do you mean by this? Why are they still suffering when they are surrounded and beaten?"

Ji Yuanhai smiled and continued walking to the Zhao family's flower stall.

The middle-aged man with brown skin immediately stood up and looked at Ji Yuanhai coldly.

The young man, probably his son, waved around.

There were several stalls selling other things, some vendors, and several young people of about the same age slowly gathering around.

Wang Zhuyun watched this scene nervously, feeling a little panicked.

Are these people all in the same group?

They won't do anything illegal, right? Was it too hasty that I came with Ji Yuanhai?

"Business is good..." Ji Yuanhai looked around with a smile, "So many people come to buy flowers?"

Wang Zhuyun couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pulled him, reminding him: "Look, this is business!" These are all people who come here to fight with all their energy!

As soon as Ji Yuanhai opened his mouth, the brown-skinned middle-aged man said with a cold face: "It's okay! Do you want to buy flowers?"

Ji Yuanhai nodded: "Yes, buy potted flowers and learn your advanced experience in growing flowers and grass."

"Oh, study, then study hard!" The middle-aged man brought a pot of plastic flowers and placed it in front of Ji Yuanhai, "Twenty yuan for the best Clivia, no bargaining."

"Is this only twenty yuan?" Ji Yuanhai smiled.

"Of course, these flowers and plants are difficult to maintain when they come to us from the south. It is not easy to cultivate them; in the middle of winter, the stove cannot stop the fire for a while, and it will not survive if the fire stops." said the middle-aged man with brown skin.

"What do you call the boss?" Ji Yuanhai asked.

"If you want to buy flowers, just buy flowers, and you have to ask for your name?" The middle-aged man glared and said in a bad tone.

"If the flowers you sell me are not good, I have to go back and find someone, right? When I look for someone, I have to give him a name, right?" Ji Yuanhai said with a smile.

"Okay, remember my name. My name is Zhao Chengcai!" the middle-aged man said.

"Okay, Boss Zhao, I understand." Ji Yuanhai scanned the flower stall. Nine out of ten pots were real flowers and plants. Occasionally there was a fake pot, which was also very lifelike and appeared to be in excellent condition.

Including the plastic clivia flower that Zhao Chengcai gave him, it also looked great.

Era Hai sensed it, and with a slight movement in his heart, he made arrangements.

Of course, Zhao Chengcai knew that Ji Yuanhai was most likely here to help the "Yizhangqing" flower and plant shop explore the way, and he suspected that he was here.

Anyway, as long as he is not caught red-handed, Zhao Chengcai is not afraid at all.

Zhao Chengcai estimated that there was no one behind the "Yizhangqing" flower and grass shop, otherwise there would have been no movement when he smashed the window the first time; when he smashed the window the second time, it was no one else but the flower and grass shop. There is a worker inside.

Since I have no support, how can they still defeat me in the county market? Can you beat the Zhao family?

Zhao Chengcai even felt that he no longer needed to pretend, he could just let them know how powerful he was!

"As long as you know, if you need anything, call me." He said in a rough and arrogant voice, "Pay me!"

"Pay?" Ji Yuanhai asked with a smile, "Why should I pay?"

"Is this Clivia just for you to see for free? Are you going to buy it?" Zhao Chengcai slammed the table hard, "I just told you so much, you don't understand human language?"

"These flowers and plants are precious and cannot be exposed to wind and cold. I will hold them out for you to see, and you must buy them."

"This is a rule, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Ji Yuanhai said with a smile, "Besides, I want to buy real flowers. What do you mean by bringing a pot of plastic flowers to me?"

"Who told you about plastic flowers? Which of your eyes saw that they were plastic flowers?"

Zhao Chengcai shouted at Ji Yuanhai: "This is the best Clivia! Do you understand orchids? Hurry up and pay twenty yuan. If you can't get twenty yuan today, don't even think about leaving!"

As he roared, his son and some of the surrounding vendors came over, all looking bad.

Wang Zhuyun was so frightened that his hands were shaking a little.

The looks in these people's eyes are so scary, they seem like they would really come around and beat people!

Ji Yuanhai, however, was not afraid at all and continued to smile and said loudly: "Zhao Chengcai, you, the flower and grass stall, don't even know that Clivia is not an orchid?"

"No wonder you are holding a pot of plastic flowers seriously!"

Zhao Chengcai suddenly became furious: "You fucking——"

Ji Yuanhai suddenly took a step forward, raised his hand to strangle his neck, and lifted his legs off the ground with one hand: "What did you just say? Keep your mouth clean!"

Zhao Chengcai didn't expect that with so many people surrounding him, he would actually dare to take the initiative, and when he did so, he would pinch himself like a chicken.

My neck hurts, I can't breathe, my face is red, and my feet are kicking.

There was no resistance at all!

Zhao Chengcai's son and the surrounding vendors were also in an uproar - he dared to take the initiative!

"Let go of my father!" Zhao Chengcai's son shouted and rushed towards the Era Sea.

Ji Yuanhai also happened to feel that he was done strangling Zhao Chengcai. If he pinched Zhao Chengcai for another minute, he might be strangled to death, so he might as well let go.

After slamming Zhao Chengcai's body to the ground, Ji Yuanhai grabbed Zhao Chengcai's son's fist, pulled him over and threw him to the ground.

Then he stepped on Zhao Chengcai with his left foot and Zhao Chengcai's son with his right foot, and his eyes coldly swept over the other vendors who were about to surround him.

"Someone who can reason!" Ji Yuanhai shouted.

This sentence immediately caused the vendors to stop and not rush forward.

Someone shouted: "How did you beat my second uncle and Hua Kai! Let them go!"

Others shouted: "Please come over, old lady, please come over and talk!"

"The old man has to say something about the vegetable market!"

Ji Yuanhai looked at his feet. Zhao Chengcai, who had brown skin, was now a purple color. He was coughing and panting violently. He couldn't even catch his breath after being pinched by Ji Yuanhai.

Zhao Chengcai's son was knocked dizzy by him, and then he was stomped hard on the chest. He was punching Ji Yuanhai's calf to make him lift his feet.

Ji Yuanhai put a little force on his feet, and he didn't care to hit him again. He couldn't help shouting: "You are trampling me to death! Let go!"

"I refuse to listen to good words and refuse to speak truth!" Ji Yuanhai said, "Can you be reasonable now?"

"Let go of me and talk to me rationally!" someone shouted from the crowd.

Ji Yuanhai retracted his feet, and Zhao Chengcai and his son were lying on the ground, unable to get up for a while.

"Now, who of you is going to reason with me?"

"You wait for the old lady! The old lady has the final say on matters in the vegetable market!" This group of vendors were probably members of the Zhao family, and someone inside shouted, "Anyway, you hit someone today, don't even think about leaving!"

Ji Yuanhai smiled calmly: "Okay, I'll wait."

This group of people all looked at him eagerly.

Zhao Chengcai and his son finally got up, their eyes full of hatred and a little fear.

How can this guy be so good at fighting?

Wang Zhuyun came close to Ji Yuanhai and whispered: "Are you so powerful?"

"It's okay." Ji Yuanhai said.

"What happened just now? I thought they were coming together to beat us." Wang Zhuyun whispered again.

"If it's just me, then forget it. I'm really not afraid of them rushing over." Ji Yuanhai said, "Because you are here today, I will ask them to find a leader to talk to them."

"That way no one will accidentally hurt you."

After Wang Zhuyun heard this, he was stunned for a moment: "Is it because of...me?"

Ji Yuanhai nodded.

Wang Zhuyun gradually became less nervous and less afraid.

She glanced at Ji Yuan Hai and said softly: "You are so powerful. I thought we could only run away..."

After a while, the crowd separated, and an old man with a ruddy complexion and white hair on crutches walked out surrounded by a group of people.

There was a young man beside him who was slightly hunched over, as if he was afraid that he would fall and was ready to help him at any time. His attitude was a bit like that of a eunuch serving Lafayette.

The old man walked slowly and looked at Ji Yuanhai and Wang Zhuyun. His voice was full of energy and loud.

"Are you two little kids fighting and causing trouble in the market?"

Ji Yuanhai raised his voice and said: "Old man, don't blame me for now. Speak slowly and be reasonable."

"What do you call me?"

"The old man's surname is Zhao and his given name is Chengde. He is the fourth child... Because I am a little older, they all call me the old man." The old man said.

"Oh, Mr. Zhao Si..." Ji Yuanhai said something, but it sounded awkward to him.

He simply changed it again: "Mr. Zhao, do you know that Zhao Chengcai and his son went to smash the window of another flower shop?"

"I don't know, is this happening?" Mr. Zhao looked at Zhao Chengcai, "Chengcai, have you done this?"

Zhao Chengcai immediately replied: "No."

Mr. Zhao smiled slightly and looked at Ji Yuanhai: "Look, you said he did, but he said he didn't. You have to provide evidence, otherwise how will you convince the public?"

Ji Yuanhai could see that this old man was pretending to be confused. As long as Ji Yuanhai had no real evidence, he would certainly favor his own clan.

"Zhao Chengcai wants to sell me this pot of plastic flowers for twenty yuan and force me to pay. Do you know?" Ji Yuanhai asked again.

Mr. Zhao looked at Zhao Chengcai again: "Is this the case?"

Zhao Chengcai opened his mouth and said: "Old Master, what are the rules for flowers and plants? How can I not buy them after seeing them? I spent money on them, so I can't give them to him in vain, right?"

"But you said this is not a plastic flower, but a real Clivia. You want to sell it to me at a high price for the real Clivia and force me to pay for it. Isn't that wrong?" Ji Yuanhai continued.

Mr. Zhao looked at Zhao Chengcai.

Zhao Chengcai didn't dare to lie to him and nodded quietly.

Old Mrs. Zhao knew what was going on and looked at Ji Yuanhai: "It seems you didn't explain this clearly."

"Let's do this, Chengcai. When doing business, you should be harmonious and make money."

"I make the decision. Say sorry to this little doll and give the basin a suitable price."

Zhao Chengcai immediately said: "Fifteen yuan!"

Mr. Zhao looked at Ji Yuanhai again: "Little doll, you should take a step back and respect the rules of selling flowers. If you put the flowers on display for you to see, you will pay fifteen yuan to buy them, so that Chengcai can have capital."

"We both have a step down..."

Ji Yuanhai laughed: "I am a flower seller. Why didn't I know that flower sellers have this rule? If they put them on display for people to see their quality, they must buy them."

"What's more, it's still a pot of plastic flowers. Can I still see the paint on the plastic?"

Old Mrs. Zhao looked at him with a smile: "Little doll, if you say this, you will inevitably lose face."

"There are rules, and you have to abide by the rules when you're in the market."

"This is the rule for how we do business, and we all follow the rules."

"The people in this vegetable market are peaceful and kind. No one has ever told me that you can't go down the steps provided. You have to jump down."

"What's wrong? Mr. Zhao, you want to lead a fight with me, illegally imprison me here, and demand ransom?" Ji Yuanhai asked with a sneer.

Mr. Zhao shook his head, still smiling: "Little baby, those are bandits you are talking about. We are all good citizens and good comrades."

"A good comrade has a good comrade's solution. Let's wait for someone to come and adjust -"

"Cheng Liang, go to the subdistrict office and call Xiaojiu over and let him see what to do about this matter!"

He said to the hunched young man beside him.

The young man left quickly.

Everyone around them also showed relaxed expressions.

Ji Yuanhai looked at this scene with a smile: Are you looking for someone? Find it.

If the people from the subdistrict office dare to come to support me, Director Bai and the Wang family are waiting to beat the local snakes - they should have already dealt with it, and most likely they don't dare to come.

Pulling up a stool, Ji Yuanhai sat in front of the Zhao family's flower stall, as if he was the owner of the stall.

By the way, he also told Zhao Chengcai: "Do you have good eyesight? Just let Mr. Zhao stand."

Zhao Chengcai cursed in his heart and brought a stool over.

Ji Yuanhai reached out to grab it and asked Wang Zhuyun to sit next to him.

Zhao Chengcai almost turned his head in anger: Are my fucking feelings working for you?

I had no choice but to turn around and get a stool from the house and ask Mrs. Zhao to sit down.

After Mr. Zhao sat down, he asked about Zhao Chengcai and his son.

Zhao Chengcai showed him the clear fingerprints on his neck. Zhao Chengcai's son also tore off his clothes, revealing the black and blue footprints on his chest.

Mr. Zhao then turned to look at Ji Yuanhai: "Kid, are you going to hit hard?"

"I asked you to pay some money just now to settle the matter, but you won't leave."

"That's no longer possible. You'll have to pay extra for the soup and medicine."

Ji Yuanhai chuckled: "Just think about it. I'll see who from the street office and police station dares to help the Zhao family with this matter."

The smile on Mr. Zhao's face froze slightly.

Looking at Ji Yuanhai in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"Look at what it means, and you'll know when the time comes." Ji Yuanhai said with a smile.

Then he looked at Zhao Chengcai: "Mr. Zhao is here, doesn't he make tea? How can he entertain the elders?"

Zhao Chengcai said to himself: I make tea, and you have to drink it. Who the hell do you consider to be my elder?

But Ji Yuanhai said so, and it would be rude for him not to entertain Mr. Zhao, so he had to go back to the house to make tea and bring it to him.

Just as he expected, Ji Yuanhai grabbed the teapot without ceremony and poured himself and Wang Zhuyun a cup each.

He handed it to Zhao Chengcai conveniently: "Pour tea for Mr. Zhao!"

Grandma’s!

Zhao Chengcai was holding his breath and had no choice but to turn around and pour tea for Mrs. Zhao.

Just after finishing it, Ji Yuanhai said again: "Look at you, you have no eyesight, no morality, no wonder you can't even raise flowers, and you can only make a living by selling plastic flowers."

Zhao Chengcai glared angrily: "Who said I can't support you?"

Ji Yuanhai pointed behind him and to his side: "Look, they are all dead."

Zhao Chengcai took a quick look and saw that all the leaves of the flowers and plants that were still green this morning had turned yellow.

The only thing not yellowed were a few pots of plastic flowers, which still looked energetic.

"You...what did you do?" Zhao Chengcai shouted immediately when he saw that all the flowers and plants in the entire shop looked dead.

Old Mrs. Zhao also frowned and said, "Kid, have you taken action?"

Ji Yuanhai smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence. Mr. Zhao, do you have evidence?"

Just like before, Mrs. Zhao tried to shirk the incident of Zhao Chengcai and his son smashing the window, and used his son's spear to attack his son's shield.

Mr. Zhao's rosy complexion gradually became a little ugly.

This kid is quite difficult!

When did he do it in front of so many of us?

Also, what did he mean by what he just said?

Mr. Zhao fell into thinking.

Just as he was thinking, he didn't know how long it had passed, but the man named Cheng Liang who he had just ordered came back with a rather ugly look on his face.

"Old Master——"

"What's wrong? Where is Xiaojiu?" Old Mrs. Zhao asked.

"He said something happened and he couldn't come..." Zhao Chengliang said.

Mr. Zhao glanced at Ji Yuanhai. Ji Yuanhai was slowly sipping tea and joking quietly with Wang Zhuyun beside him. He didn't know what he said. Wang Zhuyun couldn't help but let out a burst of pleasant laughter. He was really happy.

Mr. Zhao's heart was lifted. The smiles of these two young people were so dazzling that he could no longer remain calm and calm.

"You won't look for him again? If Xiaojiu has something to do, look for your third uncle, your uncle, or your sister-in-law! Isn't there anyone you can look for in the subdistrict office?" he shouted to Zhao Chengliang.

"I've looked for them all, but they don't come! My third uncle said..."

Old Mrs. Zhao tightened her grip on the crutch: "What did he say!"

Zhao Chengliang whispered: "Uncle San said that the county has just passed a decision to severely crack down on some people's unhealthy tendencies. It seems that we are being targeted. At this time, we can't cause any more trouble because of the three melons and two dates."

"We should give in, just give in, don't cause a big mess!"

Old Mrs. Zhao shook his body and gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you tell me? Now that you are telling me, what about the rules of the vegetable market? What about your face?"

"They have all become figures in the scene. They don't look down on us mud-legged people, and they don't look down on me, an old immortal!"

"They probably didn't mean that..." Zhao Chengliang whispered, "Maybe they just didn't expect that something would happen so soon..."

"That's not what you mean, what do you mean! Go to the police station and ask again!" Old Mrs. Zhao ordered him without giving up, "Go quickly! I don't believe it, there is nothing you can do!"