Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 76 - 76 76 Borrowing a Tricycle

76: Chapter 76 Borrowing a Tricycle 76: Chapter 76 Borrowing a Tricycle Coming down from the mountain, Wu Xiaoyu did not go home.

Instead, he went to the village chief Niu Mansheng’s house, planning to cultivate some mushrooms tonight and sell them at the town restaurant early tomorrow.

But carrying dozens of pounds, even hundreds of pounds of mushrooms to the town would soak his back with mushroom juice.

Looking around the whole Daxin Village, the only transportation tool was the Village Committee’s tricycle.

This tricycle was originally meant for transporting water pumps but had always been monopolized by Niu Mansheng.

Anyone wanting to use it for transporting stuff had to ask him for a favor.

Although Wu Xiaoyu was extremely disgusted with Niu Mansheng, he had no choice but to go to his house, considering this tricycle was public property and using it shouldn’t be seen as owing him a favor.

Most people living near the village chief’s house were members of Niu Family, gathered in threes and fives chatting idly.

Seeing Wu Xiaoyu approaching, they stopped their conversation and watched him intently, curious about his intentions.

Seeing their curious faces, Wu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but laugh.

It seemed that in most villagers’ eyes, his relationship with Niu Mansheng had become utterly opposed.

“Uncle Niu, not checking the fields?” Wu Xiaoyu laughed, asking an old man smoking a dry tobacco pipe.

Seeing his attitude wasn’t hostile, the crowd chimed in, “Uncle Manhai just came back from the fields, he’s been there five or six times today!”

“Uncle Manhai is afraid the crops will sneak away when he’s not looking!”

“…”

Niu Manhai heard them tease him, knocked his pipe, and said disdainfully, “You people know nothing!

If a farmer doesn’t care about the fields, he is just as lazy as a bum!”

Wu Xiaoyu joined them in the teasing for a while, then pushed the door and entered Niu Mansheng’s house.

If it had been before, he would have greeted Niu Mansheng respectfully, but now…

hehe!

“Is the village chief home…

village chief…” Wu Xiaoyu called out.

After calling for a while, the village chief’s wife finally came out of the house, smiling and said, “Your Uncle Mansheng is still sleeping inside!

Do you need anything?”

As the saying goes, one mustn’t slap a smiling face.

Since she was speaking to him politely, Wu Xiaoyu smiled back and said, “Auntie, I need to use the tricycle tomorrow morning!”

The village chief’s wife was about to reply when Niu Mansheng came out, seeing Wu Xiaoyu, his face looking grim, he said, “Come in!”

This move confused Wu Xiaoyu.

Using the tricycle should be a simple yes or no, why call him inside?

What was he up to?

Wu Xiaoyu walked in slowly, seeing Niu Mansheng forcing a smile, saying, “Sit down…

sit down!”

Niu Mansheng’s wife promptly poured water, making Wu Xiaoyu even more puzzled.

Rural folks didn’t usually do this—inviting him inside and offering water, what was cooking in the gourd?

Before Wu Xiaoyu could speak again, village chief Niu Mansheng clearly said, “You’re borrowing that tricycle, right?

Feel free to use it!

I won’t need it these days anyway!”

Niu Mansheng originally intended to use this favor as leverage for his next request, but this statement already made Wu Xiaoyu somewhat unhappy.

Wu Xiaoyu considered himself not petty, but the word ‘borrow’ annoyed him.

This tricycle was village property, monopolized by Niu Mansheng.

When he needed it, he should be grateful?

“Isn’t this tricycle allocated by the town?” Wu Xiaoyu asked casually, pretending to be unaware.

Niu Mansheng’s face darkened instantly, but being the experienced village chief, he quickly restored his smile, saying, “Indeed it’s allocated by the town!

I’m just not very cultured, using the wrong word!”

Wu Xiaoyu saw his deferential look and knew he must need something from him.

But what could Wu Xiaoyu help him with?

The village chief cleared his throat and continued with a smile, “Nephew, it’s like this—summer harvest is around the corner, and there’s a town meeting.

The town mayor even praised you at the meeting!”

Wu Xiaoyu was even more puzzled—the mayor praised him?

Though he had met Mayor Ma a month ago, why mention him now without reason?

The village chief, seeing Wu Xiaoyu’s confusion, excitedly said, “You were on county TV a few days ago, weren’t you?”

“Our village is the only impoverished village in the town.

The mayor heard you started a chicken farm and was very pleased!

He called it a significant breakthrough for our village’s poverty alleviation efforts and asked for a summary report from our village.”

With this, Wu Xiaoyu realized that Niu Mansheng wanted him to fabricate achievements for his record as village chief!

Since he started the chicken farm, that guy not only never helped but caused many disruptions.

Now he wanted Wu Xiaoyu to embellish his achievements—what a pipe dream.

“I won’t disturb your writing then, I’ll just take the tricycle and return it by noon tomorrow!” Wu Xiaoyu quickly stood up and walked out.

Seeing this, the village chief rushed over, laughing, “You see… as the key person, how can we write the report without you?”

“At least say something good about the Village Committee!

After all, the mountain was leased to you cheaply.”

Wu Xiaoyu didn’t want to argue further, sarcastically retorted, “The lease price was low, but you know why better than me!

Just write truthfully!”

After saying that, he walked out of the house, went to the shed where the tricycle was parked, and pushed it out directly.

The village chief, afraid Wu Xiaoyu might hit him, dared not stop him.

But the report needed his signature!

Damn it!

This guy’s trip to Guangdong Province made him so tough?

Wu Xiaoyu rode the tricycle home.

His mother saw it and rejoiced, thinking he was going to sell chickens, hurriedly asked:

“Xiaoyu, are you going to sell chickens?

Finally, there’s some income, I’ve been worried sick for months!”

Wu Xiaoyu smiled, feeling his mother was more anxious than him.

But these chickens were for supporting Zhou Dong’s new restaurant, how could he sell them elsewhere?

Moreover, he might be investing in this new restaurant, so selling them elsewhere was impossible.

He had to comfort her:

“Mom!

Don’t worry, those chickens will definitely not be hard to sell.

When people start wanting our chickens, they’ll flatten the village road.

I won’t even need to deliver!”

His mother was immediately less excited, curiously asked, “You aren’t selling chickens?

Then why did you bring the tricycle back?”

Wu Xiaoyu planned to let the villagers pick mushrooms together, and had no reason to hide it from his mother, stated plainly, “I discovered a lot of mushrooms on the mountain, planning to pick them early tomorrow and sell them at the town.”