Interstellar wasteland: I have a pristine planet

Chapter 26 Selling Aquatic Products and Selling Fruits
The most famous runner in the Tangcheng Marathon this time is Klondo from Ethiopia, Africa.

Clonduo's best time is 30 hours, [-] minutes and [-] seconds, and he is also the runner with the best registration time in this year's Tangcheng Marathon.

Klondo believes that the champion of this year's Tangcheng Marathon must be him, and he did run No.1.

Clone looked back while running, and the second in line was his compatriot Mojiye, who was nearly 200 meters away from him.

There are still about six kilometers away from the finish line, and a bonus of [-] yuan is already waving to him.

Clond seems to have seen Qian grow wings and fly towards him.

and many more!

what's the situation?
Clonduo accidentally saw a yellow-skinned man passing Mojiye and approaching him at a very fast speed.

This immediately aroused the vigilance of Clondor, and the pace under his feet could not help but speed up a little.

He didn't want to make a change at the last moment, and he couldn't let the cooked duck fly away.

In a marathon, frequency is the most important factor. Masters have their own unique running frequency at each stage, which will not change easily and has developed muscle memory.

If you change it at will, the rhythm will be messed up, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

Clonduo changed the rhythm of the game arbitrarily at this time. Although he maintained the same frequency as Bai Mang for the time being, his frequency went wrong as soon as Bai Mang accelerated.

After forty kilometers, Baimang was already on par with Clondor. After giving him a free refueling, he ran past Clondor like an electric sports car with a switch on.

Clone wanted to cry, but he was overtaken by a local, and the other was running faster and faster, and he couldn't even see the taillights of the car.

The end point of this year's Tangcheng Marathon was set at the central garden in front of the county government. When Baimang ran into the central garden, the audience at the scene were full of question marks.

Shouldn't the first one to come in be a foreigner?What happens when this runs into a native?
Bai Mang didn't care about people's thoughts, he ran half a circle around the garden, and was the first to cross the finish line.

It wasn't until Baimang crossed the finish line that Tangcheng realized that this year's Tangcheng Marathon champion was finally not a foreigner.

Next, there will be some necessary processes to go, such as grade verification, reporter interviews, self-media photos and so on.

For a while, Baimang also experienced the feeling of a star.

The marathon prize money is subject to a 20.00% tax, and 20 yuan is left in Baimang's hands, leaving 16 yuan.

16 is a huge sum of money for Bai Mang, and it is enough for him to do some practical things.

The awards ceremony took place around eleven o'clock, and Bai Mangling received his check.

He cashed the check on the spot.

After receiving the money, Baimang went to a mobile home manufacturer in the northern suburbs of the city, ordered a [-]-square-meter mobile home, and bought two folding mobile homes for [-] square meters.

A 3-square-foot mobile home costs [-] yuan per square meter, plus two sets of foldable mobile homes, which cost him [-] yuan.

After paying the deposit and leaving the detailed address and phone number, Baimang took the bus back to the town.

It was almost time to return to the town, and Yao Yue probably didn't eat.

Bai Mang went to the restaurant to cook two dishes, ordered two bowls of rice, and came to Yao Yue's stall.

The speed of Yao Yue's fruit sales today does not seem to be too fast, it seems that it is only about half sold.

"Have a meal!"

Baimang turned an empty basket upside down and put it on the ground, and put the food on the bottom of the basket.

"How's your marathon going?"

"I said I ran first, do you believe it?"

"Shit! With your physique, you can run first"

Before Yao Yue finished speaking, her mouth was blocked by the certificates and medals that Baimang took out.

"I'll go! Did you really run first? Hey! How much bonus did you get?"

"I got 16."

"so much?"

"Then what are you going to do with the money?"

"Of course it is to develop Yezhugou. I ordered a prefab house, which cost more than 3 yuan. How much did it sell for today?"

"It's sold for around seventeen hundred yuan now."

"Our town has a small area and little passenger flow. It seems that fruit is going to expand outside."

Bai Mang took out his phone while eating and called Guo Tianlun.

"Brother Guo! How is the fish selling?"

"Very good! It's almost sold out, can you give me more in the future? I almost have nothing to sell here."

"Don't count on the fish, but I have something else, do you want to make gestures?"

"What is it?"

"fruit!"

"Fruit? I sell aquatic products and you let me sell fruit?"

"What's wrong? The city management won't let you sell it, or the industry and commerce won't let you sell it?"

"My store is running, and they can't control it, but my aquatic product store sells fruits, isn't that ridiculous?"

"As long as you can sell it for money, what do you care about? Come and see my fruit, I guarantee that there will be no second one in Tangcheng."

"Let me see!"

"Don't look! You drive here now."

"Alright then!" Guo Tianlun reluctantly agreed.

It takes Guo Tianlun 10 minutes to half an hour to get here from the city, and Baimang has to prepare some goods for him.

"Wait here for a while, I'll go get something."

Baimang went to a relative's house to launch the electric tricycle, ran out of the town, and completed the action of transferring the fruit from the space bag in the deserted fields.

When he returned to town on his electric tricycle, Guo Tianlun had already arrived.

After talking on the phone, the two met in front of the fruit stand.

Guo Tianlun was overwhelmed by the Baimang fruit as soon as they met.

"Hold the grass! Hold the grass! Hold the grass! What kind of fruit are you? Why are you so big? It's the first time I've seen a grape this big."

"My grapes are the best high-quality dung I can feed. I pull them myself. You can taste the taste." Bai Mang threw a bunch of grapes to Guo Tianlun casually.

"Bah! Brother Baimang! Are you trying to disgust me to death?" Yao Yue protested.

Guo Tianlun really didn't care about the big shit on the fruit, he just stuffed it into his mouth and started to taste it.

"Okay! The taste of these grapes is so pure, juicy and sweet."

"Try my apple again." Bai Mang picked up another apple the size of a small watermelon and threw it to Guo Tianlun.

"I am an apple?" Guo Tianlun held the apple in both hands and looked left and right, up and down, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this apple was not simple.

"Whether it's apples, pears or grapes, I'll give you six yuan a catty, and I don't care how much you sell them back home."

"Oh! Six dollars is not cheap!"

"Come here! I didn't see what kind of fruit I am. I'm not bragging. Even if you travel all over the country, you can't find my kind of fruit."

"Then I'll come back with a basket and sell it for a try."

Five baskets of fruit were prepared on the Baimang electric car, and they were all moved to Guo Tianlun's car.

(End of this chapter)