The Big Landlord

Stop and go all the way, across countless countries, big and small, ups and downs. After three days of trekking, I finally arrived in Notting Hill one day before the start of the Giant Vegetable Championship. According to the prior contact, it is the same as the unified management of international flights. Land at the local airport.

As soon as he entered the customs inspection, Wang Ben encountered difficulties. Except for a few simple words, his English had already been handed over to the teacher.

Fortunately, the customs specially provided translators for languages ​​from all over the world. After a while, a tall, thin, tall, knowledgeable young translator with a pair of thick glasses came to the scene. With the help of Wang Ben, Wang Ben was finally able to enter the customs smoothly.

The translator’s surname is Huang, who is about 30 years old. He is an international student who came out of China in the early years. After graduation, he chose to stay abroad. It is rare to meet a person from the motherland in this foreign place. He also feels very useful to talk in his mother tongue. The intimacy, not only sent all the way to the customs, but also decided to help out.

The address of the championship was in a town quite far from here, and the helicopter was temporarily unavailable. With the help of Huang Translator, he called a light truck nearby and planned to send him there with a giant pumpkin.

"Thank you, Brother Huang!" Before boarding the car, Wang Ben sincerely thanked him. If he hadn't met this enthusiastic overseas wanderer today, he would have been stuck in the customs for a long time.

Originally, I wanted Translator Huang to go with me, so that I could handle the language barrier along the way, but he still had a job at the gate, so he had to be on call, so it was impossible to serve him alone.

There is no other way, it’s already here, so I can only continue down by myself, wave goodbye to Translator Huang, give a smile to the strange foreign driver, and then lead Linglong into the truck, enjoying the exotic scenery along the way, even humming After playing the minor tune, thinking of the Giant Vegetable Championship, Wang Ben was full of anticipation and confidence.

It was a leisurely journey, but I didn't notice it at all. The truck drove not far on the flat and wide road, then turned into a small road, and finally stopped in front of a farm.

"Hey, why did you drag us here?" Wang Ben felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked loudly.

The driver, who was quite gentle just now, suddenly smiled slyly and quickly jumped out of the car. He couldn't understand what Wang Ben said, so he simply didn't answer.

The driver yelled at the farm, and within half a minute, a large group of foreigners with white skin and yellow hair walked out quickly, came to the truck, looked at the giant pumpkin in the truck, and after a while of exclamation, began to mutter and gesture to each other, In the end, there was even a group of smug laughter.

This voice made Wang Ben's hair straighten. Intuitively, he knew that he was in trouble. These people must be thinking about pumpkins. No wonder the truck driver rolled his eyes when he saw his pumpkins. He didn't pay attention.

I kept looking left and right, there was no village in front of this place, no shop behind, there was nothing but this private farm, not even a passer-by, let alone vehicles or police.

Losing all hope of asking for help, he will definitely not be able to run away, and he is not willing to give away pumpkins for nothing like this. He jumped out of the car, held Linglong's little hand tightly, stood by the truck and stared at those people very vigilantly, feeling uneasy Indeterminate, the drums kept beating.

Half a minute later, the group of people finished their discussion, and a middle-aged man in his thirties walked out from among them. He looked quite handsome, and he was probably the owner of the farm. Very gentleman, very polite, said in very simple English: "Hi, This, sellme!"

The king could understand this,

Seeing the man's attitude, he was immediately relieved, he thought that he would be robbed or murdered by someone, but it seems that it will not happen for the time being.

It's just that he really couldn't figure out why this person bought his pumpkin, so he couldn't help asking curiously, "Why?"

After a lot of difficult exchanges, the Waitai kept dancing, gesticulating and pointing, and finally understood the man's intentions.

As the place where the Giant Vegetable Championship is held all year round, the locals here are of course not far behind. Almost every household is growing giant vegetables. This middle-aged man is also cultivating giant pumpkins, but compared with what Wang Ben brought, they are not as small. Ding Handian, for the sake of the so-called awards and honors, even wanted to buy Wang Ben's pumpkin to participate in the competition.

For this kind of request, Wang Ben definitely did not agree, he came all the way just to participate in the competition, he was bought there halfway to make a fool of himself, after knowing his intention, he firmly refused without thinking: "No! "

The man did not get angry, still smiling, and asked the price very patiently: "Tenthousandpounds!"

He is really a local tyrant, and he asked for 10,000 pounds. Wang Ben was speechless for a while. In terms of money alone, this amount is several times the prize money of the Giant Vegetable Championship. According to the standards of previous years, if this pumpkin can finally win the championship, at best it can Get a prize of three thousand pounds.

But he didn't come here for the bonus, that amount of money wasn't even enough to refuel, and the purpose of cultivating giant pumpkins was to win prizes. Of course, he didn't want to just sell it like this. Facing this money offensive, he refused without hesitation.

"Fifteenthousand!" The middle-aged man began to raise the price.

"No!" Wang Ben flatly refused.

"Twenty thousand!"

"Twenty—five thousand pounds!"

"Thirty thousand!"

...

The man kept increasing the price, five thousand each time, up to 30,000 pounds, trying to impress Wang Ben with ten times the bonus.

But no matter how much he added, Wang Ben was still unmoved, and it was impossible to negotiate this deal.

"snort!"

The middle-aged man suddenly showed displeasure, changed his previous gentlemanly demeanor, frowned haughtily, and the beard at the corner of his mouth twitched. After angrily groaning, he slammed the walking stick in his hand on the ground twice in a very dignified manner.

"Clang clang!"

After two crisp sounds, the group of people who were standing in the distance rushed over immediately, and surrounded Wang Ben and Linglong in the center. Many of them even showed fierce eyes. This meaning could not be more obvious. If If they don't sell it, they will grab it directly.

"..." Wang Ben leaned tightly on the carriage, completely at a loss for what to say, and was full of hope to participate in the competition, but someone robbed a pumpkin on the way.

It's the first time I've come to this place, I'm not familiar with the place, and it's still so remote, let alone a pumpkin, I don't even know if I was murdered for money.

Your sister, it seems that this pumpkin can't be sold.