As Zhangjiajie welcomes more and more tourists from South Korea, Qin Zi'an and Director Zhou personally came to Zhangjiajie to oversee and provide guidance on cultural and tourism-related work.

In the past, there were indeed South Korean citizens who came to visit, but the proportion was not very large.

But now, with so many South Korean citizens suddenly arriving, local businesses are already in a real bind.

From a great distance, Qin Zian saw an old woman selling fruit sitting by the roadside with a worried look on her face.

If words could be written on an old lady's face, it would surely be filled with the word 'sorrow'.

Even with tourists coming and going from time to time, the worry on her face did not disappear at all.

"Grandma, are you having some kind of trouble?"

Finally seeing another Chinese person, the old lady could finally see a smile on her face.

She grabbed Qin Zi'an's hand and started complaining non-stop.

"Young man, you have no idea, our Zhangjiajie is about to be besieged by those Koreans. A bunch of Koreans are surrounding me and shouting at me, how can an old woman like me understand what they are saying?"

"It's good to have more tourists, your business will flourish. It's okay if they don't understand, I'll write down the prices for South Korea. Next time they come, you can just tell them to pay according to the prices listed above."

Upon hearing Qin Zian's words, the old lady's worried expression vanished, and she finally revealed a relieved smile.

The old lady's fruit stall doesn't have a wide variety of fruits, mostly common ones like apples and watermelons, but the prices are quite cheap.

A box of fruit slices costs only 9.9 yuan, which is not only cheap, but also offers a wide variety of choices.

In Xiangcheng, that's a truly conscientious product.

"Grandma, you're selling your fruit so cheaply, you're going to lose money."

"I won't lose money! I'll just earn a little less. The kids have worked hard climbing the mountain, so I'll give them some fruit to replenish their nutrition."

"Do many young people come to your fruit shop?"

Hearing Qin Zian's words, the old lady was speechless for a moment.

She's been running this stall for so long, and most of her customers are from South Korea; very few are young people from her own country.

Besides, carrying fruit while hiking is not as convenient as carrying drinking water.

Only the people of South Korea, who don't usually eat much good fruit, would have their eyes light up when they see these fruit platters.

"If you ask me, I'd be willing to double the price."

"Double the price? That's a rip-off!"

"What do you mean by ripping people off? You wash and cut the fruit, and you come all this way to sell it here. What's wrong with adding a little labor cost to the fruit platter? It's more expensive in the city than this, so it's reasonable for us to charge double here as a tourist attraction."

When Director Zhou heard Qin Zi'an's words, he couldn't help but purse his lips.

Is this kid targeting himself?

Director Zhou coughed lightly and whispered a reminder: "This is not a fair thing to do, you can't do it like this."

The old lady nodded and agreed, saying, "That's right! We can't do that. Young man, just double the price in South Korea, and keep the price the same in China."

Upon hearing the old lady's words, Director Zhou's heart, which had just settled down, was filled with anxiety again.

What happened to the promise not to cheat people?

Grandma, your principle... is really a bit too unprincipled.

"Xiao Qin, we in Xiangcheng also have a reputation to maintain. We don't want to create such a huge scandal on the international stage."

"Director Zhou, you can rest assured that I will handle things well. I will definitely not bring any negative impact to Zhangjiajie."

As he spoke, Qin Zian waved his hand and wrote a message on the old lady's fruit stall sign.

"Paradise Fruit Buffet: You haven't truly experienced Zhangjiajie if you haven't tried it. 66 yuan per person, two hours only, all-you-can-eat fruit from all the stalls."

After finishing writing it, Qin Zian placed the signboard in the most prominent place.

Director Zhou stared at the string of Korean words for a long time, but still couldn't understand what was written on it.

"Xiao Qin, what did you write on this?"

"Fruit buffet, 66 yuan per person, limited to two hours."

Upon hearing Qin Zian's words, Director Zhou felt his vision go black and he almost fainted.

In that instant, Director Zhou seemed to see what it felt like for tourists from other places to see the high prices in Xiangcheng.

At this old lady's stall, the average price of fruit won't exceed ten yuan per jin (500g), and at most it'll be six or seven yuan.

If customers want to get their money's worth, they'd have to eat at least ten kilograms.

If these were delicious, expensive fruits, like mangosteen or durian, they could bankrupt an old lady in no time.

But they bought apples, bananas, and watermelons, each one filling and with a strong fruit-shrinking effect.

You'll only eat a bite or two and then you won't want to continue; getting your money's worth is simply not an option.

Even the old lady selling fruit felt that the price was a bit outrageous, and that she was making money a little unethically.

"Don't even mention 66 per person, I reckon no one would come even at 30. Only someone with a screw loose would come to eat at a buffet. What do you guys think..."

Before the old lady could finish her rant, a series of increasingly loud "Oh my!"s rang out from not far away.

Hearing the incessant chirping of birds, the old lady felt utterly overwhelmed.

Two middle-aged and elderly couples from South Korea walked towards them.

"Oh my gosh! Excuse me, is it possible to eat all the fruit here for 66 Dragon Kingdom currency?"

"Of course! Two hours, eat whatever you want," Qin Zian replied with a smile.

"It's so cheap! Zhangjiajie is indeed a great place. I feel like I'm in paradise."

As soon as an older woman from South Korea uttered those words, everyone else chimed in with agreement.

Seeing those tempting fruits, they couldn't resist and immediately took out their money.

In an instant, the old lady had 264 yuan in her hand, while the two middle-aged and elderly Korean couples had already begun to enjoy their meal.

The old lady looked at the money in her hand, then at Qin Zi'an across from her, her face full of doubt.

"This... this money, should I accept it or not?"

"Sure, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. If you run into a big eater, you might even lose money," Qin Zian said with a smile.

The old lady looked at the two middle-aged and elderly couples and smiled awkwardly.

In her experience, the four of them could eat their fill of fruit and it wouldn't cost more than sixty-six yuan.

Let alone these middle-aged and elderly tourists, even young and strong men would find it difficult to get their money's worth on a 66-yuan fruit buffet.

Before the old lady could even react, seven or eight more South Korean tourists came from the opposite direction.

Their eyes welled up with tears when they saw the 66-yuan fruit buffet.

This is way too cheap!!!

They immediately paid and began to feast.

Seeing their satisfied expressions, the old lady, holding the money in her hands, couldn't help but sigh.

Making money is so easy!