Knock Down That Tower

"Get in the car."

Willie just nodded.

"I'll drive."

Old Joel took the whip from Willy's hand and rode the horse on his behalf, while Willy and Aden sat in the back of the carriage together

Being so close to Willy made Aton's heart inexplicably stressed. Before he came, his grandfather Joel specifically instructed him to remain humble enough in front of the elders of the village, and to show flexibility and wit at the right time.

Originally, Aden had promised well, but after seeing Willy, he felt inexplicably guilty. The first impression Willy gave him was wisdom and calmness. As a peer, he had no chance to be witty in front of him.

"This is for you."

Willy took out the steamed cakes he had taken from home.

This steamed cake is already cool, and it is not a delicious food for the current Phelan family. Now Mrs. Shawin uses finely ground white flour when making her staple food, and the white cake she makes has the fluffy texture of bread. As for this steamed cake, it was brought here only because the villagers of Xiangguo Village could not refuse it.

"Lord Tunchang, this..."

Old Joel turned around and looked at the steamed cake that Willy handed over. For a while, he didn't know if he should continue.

As for Aden on the side, when he saw the steamed cake, his eyes were straight, and he swallowed it almost instinctively.

Since he moved to Fandoutun, Yaton's daily meals are porridge made from bran wheat. Not only does it have no taste, but his throat is often scratched by the rough bran wheat. No, because bran wheat will make people feel fuller after being boiled into porridge. For a group of people who have no surplus food, this is the maximum efficient use.

Aton glanced at his grandfather, Joel, before deciding whether to accept the steamed cake.

Old Joel was obviously hesitant, but he finally shied away: "No, Mr. Tunchang, we can't accept your reward for no reason."

For Old Joel, the worthless thing like steamed cakes has become a gift.

Seeing this, Aden lowered his head subconsciously, and a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"You accompany me to Diamond Town, this is a reward."

Willy asked himself in the bottom of his heart, can two steamed cakes be said to be a reward?

At Willy's insistence, Old Joel took a piece of steamed cake tremblingly, with sincerity in his tone: "Thank you, Mr. Tunchang."

"Thank you, Mr. Tunchang."

After Aton took it, he quickly thanked him.

Willie didn't respond, and his thoughts seemed to drift elsewhere.

After Aton took the steamed cake, he tried to bite a little bit, and the long-lost aroma of wheat lingered between his lips and teeth. He suddenly felt tears welling up in his eyes, it had been a long time since he had eaten such delicious food.

He was about to continue to bite, but suddenly saw Old Joel put the steamed cake into the clothes room completely, without taking a bite.

Seeing this, Aden felt guilty in his heart. His parents worked every day, and his younger brother was only two or three years old. This steamed cake should be left for them to eat. Thinking of this, Aton also hid the steamed cake.

The performance of the two was seen by Willy.

"It's tough..."

Willie looked into the distance.

Fandoutun is very close to Diamond Town, and in less than an hour, the three entered the Diamond Town.

Although it has entered the early autumn, the afternoon sun is still vicious, and there is almost no one in the town wandering outside except for the guys who carry the goods.

"Lord Tunchang, where are we going?"

Old Joel asked Willy, and unconsciously, when he looked at Willy, the respect in his eyes outweighed the fear.

"Go to the grain store in front."

Willy pointed to the grain store not far away.

Old Joel heard the words and stopped the carriage in front of the grain store.

"This guest, are you buying food?"

As soon as the carriage stopped, a young man came out of the grain store. His response was quick. As soon as he saw the carriage coming to the grain store, he knew it was not a small business.

"Yes." Willy nodded, "What's the price of your wheat here?"

"Ten copper rum per pound without peeling, fifteen copper rum per pound with peeled wheat, and thirty copper rum per pound ground into flour."

The young man answered skillfully.

This price made Willy speechless. In terms of income, the food in this world is simply too expensive. This is still not long after the wheat is harvested, and there is sufficient grain in the market. If it comes to winter, the price of grain is afraid that it will be more expensive.

"Can it be cheaper?"

Although you have a huge amount of money in your hands, you still have to save the money you can save.

"If you buy more than two hundred catties, we can give you a 20% discount."

The young man saw that this was a big client.

Willy made a direct decision: "Five hundred catties of peeled wheat, let's start loading."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and was instantly pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect this young guest to be so cheerful: "Okay, five hundred catties of wheat with peeled wheat is a total of seventy-five silver rams. After giving you a 20% discount, it is sixty. Silver Rum."

Willie pulled a gold rum straight out of his pocket and handed it to the young man.

This Kinglum was given to him by the Vicente team, and it has not been spent yet.

Old Joel and Aden stood beside Willy with envious looks in their eyes, and spent sixty silver rams without blinking an eye.

The young man returned to the store after taking King Rum's subordinates, put the forty silver Rum returned in a cloth bag, and handed it to Willy's hand.

"Aden, go and help load the car."

Old Joel gave Aden a wink, and he had to be more industrious in front of the colonel.

Aden responded quickly and loaded the car with the young guy.

Willie didn't stop, just watched.

After a while, ten sacks and five hundred catties of wheat were loaded into the truck.

"You walk slowly."

The young man is smiling, he wants to make a good impression on the guests, maybe this young man will be a repeat customer.

After adding 500 pounds to the carriage, the speed of the horses is also much slower. Fortunately, this horse is relatively sturdy, and some types of small horses cannot lift a weight of 500 catties at all.

"So much wheat, when will I have to eat it..."

Aden looked at Willy next to him, and was extremely envious. If only he could eat wheat every day.

"Lord Tunchang, when you store these wheat at home, you must be careful not to be eaten by mice."

Old Joel has now begun to think about Willy personally. For the hungry and poor, steamed cakes can buy people's hearts.

"No, I don't want this wheat, it's for the villagers."

Willy replied calmly.

To the Tuen Mun people? !

Old Joel and Aden were stunned at the same time, thinking they had heard it wrong.

Whole five hundred catties of wheat, all distributed to others?