Chapter 1233 [1233] Who would buy someone else’s pickle jar?
The woman was furious when she saw her husband embarrass her in front of others. "Okay, you've become more capable now, right? It's just a broken jar, right? Why can't you sell it?"

The man subconsciously wanted to retreat when he saw her getting angry, but he quickly mustered up his courage and said, "This jar...was left by my grandfather..."

The woman immediately sneered, "That old man has been dead for many years. Why is he still keeping a broken jar?"

"I've long thought it's an eyesore. Even if I don't sell it, I'm going to smash it today."

When the man heard this, he hurriedly hugged the jar tightly and said, "You really can't smash it. This jar is quite old. Only pickles pickled in this jar are delicious. If you change to a new jar, the taste will not be the same."

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

What her husband said made sense. The pickled vegetables in her home were indeed better than those of other families. If she sold the jar, she would never be able to eat such delicious pickled vegetables again.

Thinking of this, she immediately turned her head and looked at Ye Feng, "This jar is not for sale. If you want to buy pickled vegetables, you can take them all."

Ye Feng almost cursed, "I bought this jar. If I didn't have a jar, why would I need your pickled vegetables? Do you really think I've never eaten pickled vegetables?"

He could only curse in his heart, but he still had to be polite, "If I want to buy it, I have to buy the jar together, otherwise forget it."

The woman frowned immediately, "We still need to use this jar to pickle vegetables. If I sell it to you, how are we going to pickle vegetables in the future?"

At this time, Cheng Feier suddenly said, "Why don't we buy you another jar?"

The man waved his hands hastily, "If you want the pickled vegetables to taste good, you have to use an old jar like this. A new jar won't produce the same flavor."

Ye Feng's expression changed. "I can find you a vintage pickle jar."

The woman was delighted at first, but then she became suspicious. "Since you can buy a pickle jar from a previous year, why do you have to buy ours? Is there something special about our pickle jar?"

Ye Feng's heart suddenly trembled. This woman was really smart. She actually let him notice something strange.

"Humph, since you think your jar is a treasure, you should keep it for yourself. Let's go."

He sneered and immediately turned and walked out.

You have to be tough with this kind of person. The more you talk to her nicely, the more she will think you have ulterior motives.

Although this was indeed true, he would never give her the opportunity to raise the price.

Cheng Feier was stunned for a moment. After wasting so much time, he actually didn’t buy it?
Although she was confused, she had no choice but to follow him out.

The woman had only asked an unnecessary question, but she had unexpectedly angered the buyer, who hurriedly chased after him.

"Don't go. I was just asking casually. Why are you so angry?"

"Then let's put it this way. For 10,000 island currency, I'll sell you both the jar and the pickled vegetables. But you have to find us another jar..."

Ye Feng then stopped and looked back at her, "Deal!"

Ye Feng was too lazy to waste time looking for a pickle jar for them, so he just called Su Qiyun directly.

"Pickling jar?"

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

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

If he hadn't recognized the voice as Ye Feng's, he would have really suspected that it was some bastard playing a prank.

Although this request was a bit bizarre, it was Ye Feng who proposed it after all, so he didn't dare to be negligent.

He immediately turned around and ordered his men beside him, "Use all your manpower to find me a pickle jar. It must be of good quality."

The subordinate was stunned when he heard this. "Pickling jar? You want pickled vegetables?"

Su Qiyun slapped him, "I'll pickle your mother. This is what the living ancestor wanted." "Right now, go find me a pickle jar and send it to Xidiwa within half an hour."

"Yes!"

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

Many forces that were always paying close attention to the movements of the Fulong Society were alarmed. They thought that the Fulong Society was going to make some big move, and they sent people to get information.

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

"Pickling jar? What is that? Is it the code name for the operation?"

"I heard that China used to have a form of torture, which was to chop off a person's limbs and put them in a jar. Could this action be related to this?"

"Did someone offend the Fulong Society, and they want to make this person into a pickle?"

"Something bad is happening. The people from the Fukuryu Society are going to fight with the Yamaguchi-gumi, and they are also going to capture the chairman of the Yamaguchi-gumi and make him into a pickle..."

The news spread like wildfire, and became more and more outrageous.

When the Yamaguchi-gumi heard the rumor, they immediately became highly alert, especially the leaders, to prevent them from being captured by Fukuryusha and made into pickles.

But after waiting for a long time, no one from the Fulong Society showed up.

Su Qiyun was indeed very efficient. In less than half an hour, he delivered a jar of pickled vegetables 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 100 years, and the pickles pickled in it taste great..."

He pointed at the pickle jar and tried hard to take credit for it.

But it is true as he said, this pickle jar is indeed extraordinary.

It is about one meter high and has a very simple and elegant shape. It also exudes a faint smell of pickled vegetables, which is really pleasant.

The strange couple was so shocked that they were speechless.

Especially when he saw a group of men in black suddenly rushing in, he was frightened and thought they were here to steal the pickles.

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

"Satisfied." The two nodded hurriedly.

Do they dare to be dissatisfied now? If they say they are dissatisfied, those people will probably hack them to death and make pickles out of them.

And this tank is really good, much better than the previous one they had, at least in terms of appearance.

Ye Feng smiled and nodded, then took out another 10,000 island currency from his pocket, "Keep this money, and I'll take the jar of pickled vegetables."

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

Ye Feng turned his head and looked at Su Qiyun again, "Brother Su, please send this jar of pickled vegetables to where I live."

What else could Su Qiyun say? He could only order his men to carry away the jar of pickled vegetables.

Ye Feng and Cheng Feier did not stay any longer and left with them.

The couple stared at the receding crowd and couldn't recover for a long time.

Isn't it just buying a jar of pickled vegetables? Is it necessary to mobilize so many people?
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(End of this chapter)