When the woman saw that her husband was preventing her from stepping down in front of outsiders, she immediately became furious, "Okay, you've grown up, right? Isn't it just a broken vat? Why can't you sell it?"

When the man saw her go crazy, he subconsciously flinched, but he quickly mustered up his courage again, "This tank...is left by my grandfather..."

The woman immediately sneered, "How many years has that old thing been dead? Why do you still have a broken vat?"

"My old lady has long felt that it is an eyesore. Even if I don't sell it, I will smash it today."

When the man heard this, he hurriedly hugged the jar tightly, "I really can't smash it, this jar is old, and only the pickles made in this jar will be delicious. If you replace it with a new jar If not, it won't have that taste."

His reason was obviously more convincing than his grandfather's, so the woman immediately hesitated.

What the husband said was not unreasonable. The pickles in her house were indeed better than others. If you sell this jar, you will never be able to eat such delicious pickles again.

Thinking of this, she immediately turned her head to look at Ye Feng, "This jar is no longer for sale. If you want to buy pickles, you can take them all."

Ye Feng almost scolded his mother, this jar is what I bought, why would I want your broken pickles without a jar? Do you think I have never eaten pickled vegetables?

At this point, he could only scold in his heart, and he still had to be polite, "If I want to buy it, I have to buy it with the tank, or else forget it."

The woman immediately frowned, "We still need to use this jar to pickle vegetables. I'll sell you the jar. How can we pickle vegetables in the future?"

At this time, Cheng Feier who was on the side suddenly said, "Why don't we buy you another tank?"

The man hastily waved his hand, "If you want to pickle vegetables to be delicious, you have to use this kind of old vat, and the new vat can't pickle this kind of taste."

Ye Feng's expression changed, "I can find you an aged pickle jar."

The woman was overjoyed at first, but immediately became suspicious, "Since you can buy pickle jars from last year, why do you still have to buy ours? Is there something special about my pickle jar?"

Ye Feng's heart suddenly trembled, this woman is really shrewd enough to make her notice something strange.

"Hmph, since you think your tank is a treasure, then you should keep it for yourself. Let's go."

He sneered, and immediately turned and walked out.

You have to be tougher when dealing with this kind of person. The more you talk to her well, the more she will feel that you have ulterior motives.

Although this is indeed true, he will never give her the opportunity to sit on the ground and raise the price.

Cheng Fei'er froze for a moment, wasted so much time, why didn't he buy it?

Although she was puzzled, she had no choice but to go out.

The woman was just asking too much, but she didn't expect to anger the buyer, and hurriedly chased after her.

"Don't go, I just asked casually, why are you still angry?"

"Then let's put it this way, 10,000 island national currency, even the vat and pickles will be sold to you, but you have to find us another vat..."

Only then did Ye Feng stop and look back at her, "Deal!"

Ye Feng didn't bother to waste time looking for pickle jars for them, so he called Su Qiyun directly.

"Pickle jar?"

When Su Qiyun heard this on the phone, he was stunned for several seconds.

The cruel Mr. Ye called him and asked him to find a pickle jar.

If it wasn't Ye Feng who heard the voice, he really wondered if some **** played a prank.

Although this request was a bit unbelievable, it was Ye Feng who made it after all, and he dared not neglect it.

Immediately turned his head and ordered to the subordinates next to him: "Immediately use all the people to find me a pickle jar, it must be vintage."

The subordinate listened blankly, "Pickle jar? Do you want pickles?"

Su Qiyun slapped him, "I'll pickle your old mother, this f*cking ancestor wanted it."

"Immediately, find me a pickle jar immediately, and I must send it to Xidiwa within half an hour."

"Yes!"

All of a sudden, the people of Fulong club came out in full force.

Many forces who have been paying attention to Fulong Society's movements all the time were alarmed, thinking that Fulong Society was going to make a big move, and sent people to inquire about the news.

But when they learned that people from the Fulong Society were looking for vintage pickle jars all over the world, the big guys of these forces were all stunned.

"Pickle jar? What is that? Is it the code name of the operation?"

"I heard that there used to be a kind of torture in Huaguo, that is, people's limbs were cut off and put in a jar. Could it be that this action has something to do with it?"

"Could it be that someone has offended Fulongshe, and they want to make this person into a pickle?"

"The big thing is not good, the people of Fulong Club want to fight with the Yamaguchi-gumi, and even arrest the president of the Yamaguchi-gumi to make pickles..."

The news spread like wildfire, and the more it spread, the more evil it became.

When the Yamaguchi-gumi heard the rumors, they immediately put on strict precautions, especially the leaders around them, in case they were caught by the Fulong Society for making pickles.

But after waiting and waiting, they didn't get any people from Fulong Society.

Su Qiyun's work efficiency was indeed very fast. It took less than half an hour to deliver a jar of pickles to Ye Feng.

"Mr. Ye, I dare say that this pickle jar is the best pickle jar in Edo. It has a history of more than a hundred years, and the pickled vegetables are delicious..."

He pointed at the pickle jar, earnestly claiming credit.

However, as he said, this pickle jar is indeed extraordinary.

The height is about one meter, the shape is very simple and elegant, and there is a faint smell of pickled vegetables inside, which is really good.

The strange couple was so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Especially when he saw a group of men in black suddenly rushing in, he was even more frightened, thinking that they were here to grab pickles.

Ye Feng walked up to the two with a smile, "Are you two satisfied with this pickle jar?"

"Full...satisfied." The two nodded hastily.

Dare you be dissatisfied now? If they were dissatisfied, those people would hack them to death and make pickles.

And this tank is really good, much better than their previous tank, at least in terms of appearance.

Ye Feng nodded with a smile, and then took out 10,000 island national currency from his body, "You guys keep this money, and I will take that jar of pickles."

After the woman took the money, she nodded hurriedly, "Okay..."

Ye Feng turned to look at Su Qiyun again, "Brother Su, please send this vat of pickles to my place of residence."

What else could Su Qiyun say? He had no choice but to direct his subordinates to carry the vat of pickles away.

And Ye Feng and Cheng Fei'er didn't stay any longer, and left together.

The couple looked at the crowd going away, unable to recover for a long time.

Isn't it just buying a jar of pickled vegetables? As for being so motivating?

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