Another village head snorted coldly, "Isn't that the truth? The land in their He family village is so poor that it can only be used for growing grapes. They finally managed to sell them, but then that rich but foolish landowner decided not to plant anymore. Tsk tsk, just wait and see, even if you managed to deceive those young people into coming here, it would be pointless. I can tell, those young folks aren't as easily fooled as that silly landowner. You might as well give up on that idea, they definitely won't buy your land!"
He Guangming pursed his lips and ignored them, turning around to climb onto his own ox cart. Among the line of coaches belonging to the other village heads and the Lizheng, his ox cart stood out conspicuously.
