Before leaving, he still complained, "Look at you, being so careless. We had such a good situation, and now neither of our families' grapes are sold."
"Sigh, I already bragged to people that my grapes could sell at a high price!"
The vineyard was lush with green branches, and bunches of grapes hung down, heavily laden with fruit.
And amidst this scene of harvest, Gu Laosan stood bewildered, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts, unsure whether to cry first or quickly grab a basket to return to the urban area to continue setting up a stall.
...
"What about the buyers?"
Compared to the villagers' gossip, everyone hadn't forgotten about those detestable buyers:
Because of this group of black-hearted people, the local farm produce prices keep dropping lower and lower! The key issue is, the prices are pressed low at the origin, yet they don't get cheaper in customers' hands!"
Chen Yuan spoke earnestly:
