The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244 We Buy What We Want

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Several groups,

groups, dressed in a motley collection of outfits but sharing the same look of deliberate fault–finding and hostility, came swaggering into the plaza.

They were scrolling through their devices, and on the holographic screens were those reports attacking the farm. Their mouths were filthy, their voices loud, and it was obvious they had come here on purpose.

“Oh, damn, people are actually lining up? Not scared you’ll get sick from eating this stuff?” A young man with absurdly dyed hair spoke first, his voice sharp and nasty.

“Yeah, exactly. Starnet already exposed it all. Poison grows in dirt, and only idiots would still dare buy it.” His companion chimed in and deliberately raised his voice so everyone in line could hear.

“Hey, old folks up front, you’d better go home now. Otherwise you’ll waste all that hard–saved money and still end up paying medical bills on top of it!” Another man, skinny as a stick with shifty eyes, shouted straight at the front of the line.

A ripple of unrest spread through the queue.

Wallace frowned hard, but before he could speak, Matilda beside him shot to her feet. She slammed her little stool down with a bang, planted her hands on her hips, and fired back, “Where the hell did these little punks crawl out from, spewing crap all over the place? I’ve had more life in my little finger than you brats have in your whole bodies! Whether something’s good or not, who the hell are you half–grown fools to point fingers? Get lost!”

“That’s right! We buy what we want. What the hell’s it to you?”

coon Boss’s food saved my kid’s life! What the hell do you know?”

If you’ve got the guts, stop running your mouths and try it yourselves. I bet you wouldn’t even qualify to stand in line!”

The old customers had been holding down their anger and their support for Tycoon Boss, but now it all erupted at once. They all started shouting back over one another.

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He looked around and realized that their group of seven or eight had already been silently boxed in at the outer edge of the crowd. Across from them was a sea of people, dark and endless, the line stretching so far he couldn’t see the end. Every face said the same thing. Don’t even think about it.

The smugness on the faces of his companions also froze instantly, replaced by alarm and a trace of panic.

They had expected an argument. They had expected shouting matches. They had even expected to clash with the stall owner. But they had not expected this… this hornet’s nest of hostility from the entire customer crowd.

Start a fight?

Yeah, right. The other side could drown them in spit alone.

“…Hmph. A bunch of irrational idiots,” the skinny man muttered as he awkwardly pulled back his hand. His tone was still harsh, but his feet had already started edging backward on their

Own.

The others also avoided those stares, and their swagger wilted fast.

But they clearly had no intention of leaving yet. Their job wasn’t done.

The group exchanged looks, then circled around to the very back of the line. Their eyes stayed fixed on the direction where the stall would soon appear, full of bad intent.

Obviously, they were waiting for Elizabeth herself to show up, or for the sale to begin, so they could make trouble again, maybe by questioning the products, demanding proof, or straight- up stirring up another scene.

The tension in the plaza didn’t ease just because the haters had backed off for the moment. If anything, it only grew heavier.

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“Move it! Everybody move! We’ve got urgent business with the boss!” The skinny man two accomplices with him. Spotting na gap, he shoved his way to the front and reached grab Tasha, who was helping Fiona uprrange the strawberries.

What the hell are you doing?”

“Get in line! Show some manners!”

Sseveral older men nearby immediately stepped in to block him and barked at theem,

Business? I see you’re just here to stir upps hit!” Wallace’s son stepped up, his sold firm

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