Ling Feng suddenly wanted to kill that Cheng Shu and Matsumoto!
This is no longer just a problem of unscrupulous merchants; it's downright vampiric!
The price difference between purchasing and selling is as much as tenfold; is there any justice?
Ling Feng turned to look at Chen Fei: "This is absolutely inhumane!"
"Yes!"
Chen Fei was also so angry that her hands were trembling, so she quickly looked toward the old man: "Uncle, can I ask, apart from Cheng Shu in Taohua Village, is there no one else you can sell mushrooms to?"
"No, he's the only one in the whole township. There used to be people from outside who came to buy, but for some reason, they stopped. If we pick mushrooms and don't sell them to him, we can only keep them at home to eat ourselves," the old man said.
"Uncle, how many matsutake mushrooms do you have at home? Do others in the village have a lot?" Ling Feng asked.
