slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 129 Selling Melons
He drove the little junior sister and sent her to the place where she was going.

"Just stop the car there." Guan Lin pointed to the side of the road and said.

Cang Hai took a glance and found two or three little girls standing by the side of the road, all dressed in Guan Lin's style, so he asked casually, "Is that your friend?"

"Yeah, by the way, do you want me to introduce you as a girlfriend? All my friends are pretty." Seeing the car stopped on the side of the road, Guan Lin teased Cang Hai while loosening the seat belt.

Guan Lin vaguely knew what her parents thought, because her mother would mention Cang Hai in front of her from time to time, the young girl was playful and opposed such things, so Guan Lin was inevitably a little petty towards Cang Hai. Hostility, especially for a girl like Guan Lin, a man with a personality like Cang Hai is really boring. In Guan Lin's own words, if she wants to marry Cang Hai, she might as well die.

Cang Hai didn't know that Guan Lin had already defined herself as an enemy in her heart, and said with a smile: "Don't bother you little girl, I have a girlfriend."

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"What? I can't have a girlfriend?"

Seeing the disbelief on the little girl's face, Cang Hai said with a smile, and then pointed to a few girls on the side of the road: "Go down, your friend is waiting for you, and I have something else to do." .

Guan Lin didn't expect that Cang Hai would actually push her down, and after getting out of the car, she slammed the door shut, and opened her mouth to say something, but Cang Hai already slid on the gas pedal.

A little girl came to Guan Lin's side, looked at the distant Cang Hai and asked, "Who is this Linlin? He looks very handsome. Is he your boyfriend?"

Guan Lin curled her lips and said to each other: "He will be my boyfriend? He is my dad's student, so he happened to send me off by the way."

"Does he have a girlfriend? If not, introduce it to me. It's my choice." Another little girl said happily.

When Guan Lin heard this, she immediately reached out her hand and shook her friend's face: "Okay, don't be crazy, he has a girlfriend, and talking about a Mercedes-Benz will make your eyes dizzy, it's too stupid Good luck, let's go, let's eat!"

Cang Hai drove to the supermarket in a hurry. He arrived 10 minutes early but waited for more than half an hour. Not only did he wait for more than half an hour, but when he was talking with someone, the other person still had a proud face and raised many questions. The harsh conditions seemed to be an honor for Canghai's watermelon to enter their supermarket.

Cang Hai used to be able to laugh with him, but now Cang Hai doesn't like that, before the man finished speaking, Cang Hai stood up and said "excuse me", then turned his head and walked out of the supermarket.

When I got home, I started selling watermelons. I drove my own minivan to sell melons while fighting guerrillas with urban management.

The business of melons is not easy to do. Let’s put it this way, the reality taught Cang Hai a good lesson. His melons are delicious, but more people taste them and less people buy them. It takes two or three days to sell them. Two halves of watermelon, not to mention my wages, not even the gas money for the pickup truck.

It was getting late today, and Cang Hai drove the pickup truck to the melon spot yesterday, opened the stall, sawed a piece of watermelon, and placed it on the folding table.

This is a night market, and there are several neighborhoods nearby where people with high incomes, Cang Hai has set up a stall here for three consecutive days, and two of the two and a half melons sold are sold here Lost, so Cang Hai is going to dig deep into this 'market' here.

"Young man, are you here again?"

Not long after, an old lady led a child by the hand and came to Cang Hai's watermelon stall with a smile on her face.

Cang Hai hadn't spoken yet, but the fried rice boss next to him laughed: "Are you here to try watermelon again?"

The old lady glanced at the owner of the fried rice stand very dissatisfied, but she didn't take any notice of the owner of the fried rice stand, but asked Cang Hai, "Can you still taste melon, young man?"

Cang Hai smiled: "You can do whatever you want!"

When the old lady heard this, she not only stuffed two little watermelons in the child's hands, but also grabbed two little girls in her own hands. As soon as the child got the watermelon, he immediately gnawed on it. The old lady ordered The little grandson ate slowly while walking with the child.

Looking at the backs of the grandparents and grandchildren, the owner of the fried rice stall gave a mouthful: "The older you are, the less promising you are!"

This old lady brought her little grandson to taste the melons from the first day. She passed by Canghai’s melon stand three or four times a day. Let the child eat a full belly, and after two days, the nearby stall owners all know that this old lady loves to take advantage of small things.

Cang Hai just smiled when he heard the words, but didn't speak.

Cang Hai doesn’t have too much hope for selling melons now. Anyway, if someone wants to eat them, they can eat them. As for the remaining melons, they will be sold for more than a week. If no one buys them, Cang Hai decides to go to the agricultural market Try it at the meeting.

Cang Hai didn’t know about agricultural fairs before, but he went home to read the news yesterday, and it said that there will be an agricultural product fair in Shanghai in September, and many novel agricultural and sideline products will be displayed at this fair, so Cang Hai thought Do you want to put your own melons on the agricultural marketing fair?

"I said Xiao Cang, you can't let everyone taste it like this. I don't see how many melons you have sold in the past two days. You have tasted four or five melons, right?" said the owner of the fried restaurant.

"The newly launched melon varieties are mainly for promotion," Cang Hai said as he took a few melons and distributed them to the stall owners in the neighborhood.

"Xiao Cang, melons are good but they are too expensive"

"Yeah, why don't you change it to the market price."

"This melon is delicious but the skin is too thick. Many people think it is not worthwhile to buy it back."

It's not yet the time for masters, so many stalls gather together to chat.

Cang Hai just listened beside him, and occasionally smiled along with him.

"Boss, bring me a melon!"

At this moment, an Audi stopped next to Cang Hai's melon stall, and a middle-aged man with a big belly came down, holding a seven or eight-year-old child in his hand.

"Is it a melon from this family?"

Seeing the child nodding his head, the middle-aged man said to Cang Hai, "Choose someone you know well, and help me carry it to the car. If you don't know me well, I'll come back and find you!"

As soon as Cang Hai heard that the business was coming, he immediately asked with a smile, "Bao Shu, if you don't know me well, I won't charge you a penny when you come back!"

This child Cang Hai remembered that he came here last night, but at that time he was with an old man, who seemed to be his grandfather and grandson, and bought a piece of watermelon about seven or eight catties and went back.

"One? Are you the older one or the younger one?" Cang Hai asked again.

"Small, your melon is too big," said the middle-aged man.

After hearing this, Cang Hai said, "You can order half of it, and come back to buy it if you want to eat it."

The middle-aged man looked at the melons at the back of the stall, thought for a while and said, "Let's just pick one that's smaller and riper."

"Okay!" Cang Hai smiled and picked one of the melons, put it on the scale and weighed it: "Seven or eighty catties and nine taels, I'll round it up for you, 78 catties, the total is... ".

The middle-aged man directly took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code in front of Canghai's stall, and happily gave the money.

Cang Hai carried the melon into the car, and then the father and son got in the car and left.

When the stalls saw Cang Hai's melon sold for several hundred or almost 1000 yuan, some people felt a little uncomfortable.

"No wonder Xiaocang isn't worried. It turns out that he didn't open for half a year, and he had to wait for half a year after opening."

"Yeah, a melon is hundreds of dollars in size. If you sell all of them, you can buy a house in Shanghai directly."

Cang Hai doesn't have the same level of knowledge as this group of people, and they are at this level if they don't like people. They will set up a small stall here for the rest of their lives. Cang Hai doesn't have to care about this kind of people at all.

A customer came to the door, and then it was deserted for more than an hour. Canghai's side became deserted, and the small stall next to it was heated up. The road became more and more lively.

The worst business on the whole street is Cang Hai’s stall. Within two hours, they sold a few pieces of scattered melons, the kind stuck on bamboo sticks, for ten yuan a piece, and a few young people bought them fresh. Try it for a few bucks.

Cang Hai was bored here, looked up and saw that Audi parked in front of his stall again, and the middle-aged man who just bought a melon got out of the car.

Seeing that they came again, Cang Hai asked, "Is the melon not ripe, or is it not tasty?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Neither, the melons are pretty good. I'll buy a few more. This time, I'm giving them away. Let's pick some nicer ones!"

"Okay!"

When the business arrived, Cang Hai immediately became happy. He picked four smaller melons, each of which looked like a huge ham sausage. It is better to think that it is first-class and first-class.

The middle-aged man specifically asked that it must be ripe, and Cang Hai put his chest on his side to ensure that it was ready, and then carried the melons to the middle-aged man on the cart.

The five melons were sold, and the income of more than 4000 yuan went into his pocket. Only then did Cang Hai have a little fun in doing business.It's just a pity that Canghai's watermelon stand was cold again in the next hour or so, and not even a piece of melon was sold.

Cang Hai sat quietly playing games on his mobile phone when no guests came to the door.

Cang Hai, who was concentrating on his mobile phone and the melon stall, did not know that at this moment, a familiar face was sizing him up less than ten meters away from him. After recognizing Cang Hai, he turned around and walked quickly left.When Cang Hai raised his head again, this one had already gone far.

Just as Cang Hai continued to guard the melon stall, that person opened the door and walked into the house.

The house has a structure of two bedrooms and one living room. The decoration is very simple. It is just a white wall and tiles. The living room is also small. It can fit a table. One can see the structure of the house. Bajiu is a one-room apartment converted into two rooms and one living room.

"Huihui, Huihui!"

As soon as he entered the house, the middle-aged woman yelled loudly.

As soon as the door opened, Zhou Xinhui's face appeared at the door: "Mom, what's the matter?"

"Go to the street and buy me a watermelon, I suddenly want to eat watermelon."

The woman is none other than Zhou Xinhui's mother.

"Mom, if you want to eat, you can buy it yourself. I still have work in hand. I really can't leave!" Zhou Xinhui wanted to turn her head and go back to her room to continue working.

"I'll do my work later. Now go and buy me a melon at the night market. The melons in the fruit shop are not fresh. I just want to take a break!" Zhou Xinhui's mother stopped Zhou Xinhui and grabbed her daughter from the room. come out.

Zhou Xinhui was so helpless by her mother that she had no choice but to take her wallet and go out.

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