Wang Cuihua knew perfectly well how stupid Bai Lu had been, even though she herself wasn't much smarter.
But in business, in life, and in studying, she was just as bad as Bai Lu—absolutely terrible.
later.
I don't know when it started, but Bailu changed. She became smarter, prettier, better at getting along with neighbors, and better at studying than me.
Xiao Cheng preferred Bai Lu because she was more educated and better than him in every way.
On that barbecue night, Wang Cuihua could no longer pretend to be blind; she would never catch up with Bailu.
She also clearly understood that what she wanted—the excessive pampering Xiao Cheng showed Bai Lu—was something Xiao Cheng would never give her.
Because White Dew is even more worthwhile.
After shifting her focus away from Xiao Cheng, Wang Cuihua discovered that Bai Lu was wonderful, capable, and outstanding—so outstanding that she couldn't feel jealousy or hatred towards her.
Because one is in the sky, and the other is on the ground.
She can only ever look up to the most powerful White Dew.
Bai Lu stands on the same altar as Xiao Cheng.
On the night of the barbecue, in the last moment before falling into and sinking in the river, the first person Wang Cuihua thought of was Bai Lu.
She wasn't sure if Xiao Cheng would save her, but she was certain Bai Lu would.
Because Bailu is a good person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment.
As long as you don't harm or oppose Bailu, Bailu will lend a helping hand and save you.
And that was indeed the case. After Chen Dafu dragged her ashore, Bai Lu reached out to save her without hesitation.
In the past few days, Wang Cuihua has heard many stories from her neighbors about the night of the barbecue and knows the whole process of how she was rescued.
"Don't worry, Bailu, I don't need your help with cooking. When your family builds a new house, if it's the same construction team that built Aunt Wu's new house last time, there are two construction workers' wives working as laborers."
"They would help me wash the vegetables, start a fire, and so on... I also have plenty of bamboo firewood myself..."
Bai Lu found it hard to believe that Wang Cuihua had suddenly become so sensible after falling into the river: "Do you charge for cooking?"
Wang Cuihua was taken aback: "You still need money for groceries, right?"
Bai Lu: "I don't want to give it."
Wang Cuihua: "..."
When did Bailu become so stingy?
It wasn't like this before.
"Alright, then when you and Brother Xiao Cheng do big business in the future, you have to include me in your business."
"I don't want to bring it."
Wang Cuihua: "..."
"Bai Lu, you can't be like this. You have to be as kind and good as before, otherwise Brother Xiao Cheng will continue to like you. Otherwise, Brother Xiao Cheng will be taken away by someone else."
Bai Lu: "No one can take it away from me."
Looking at Bai Lu's excessively beautiful face... Wang Cuihua thought it made perfect sense.
"Why don't you include me in your profits?"
"You're a bit annoying," Bai Lu said bluntly.
"She's also a crybaby, and afraid of this and that." Xiao Wei said with a look of disgust, "She can't even roast chestnuts properly. Her hands get blisters and hurt. Even tofu isn't this weak."
Wang Cuihua: "...That's because..."
"We don't want to hear it."
"..."
Just as the brick truck finished unloading and drove away, a small tricycle stopped under a big tree across the street. A familiar figure jumped off the tricycle and waved, "Bai Lu."
"White Dew".
"Uncle Fu".
Seeing the anxiety on Xiao Guofu's face, Bai Lu stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Guofu looked worried: "In previous years, when fruit buyers came, the price was still only a few cents per pound. We told them we wouldn't sell, but they still wouldn't leave."
“They said the fruit from our mountain was substandard, and that even five or six cents was too much. They wanted to stay and see who would dare to buy substandard fruit.”
The fruit from Xiaojia Village had already been ordered for Xiao Cheng and Bai Lu for the barbecue that night.
So even when the buyers came, they refused to sell, but the buyers persisted and left behind threats.
Bai Lu frowned: "Is this a forced sale...? How long does the buyer plan to stay? Will they live in their car?"
Xiao Guofu shook his head: "They brought tents and camped at the foot of the mountain as in previous years, waiting for us to pick the fruit, weigh it, and buy it so that trucks could take it away."
"They also brought their own pots, pans, oil, salt, rice and flour... In previous years, they bought vegetables from the villagers, and some they brought themselves. After the truck was full of goods, some drivers would drive away, while others would stay to continue collecting."
This practice is tantamount to occupying the land of Xiaojia Village, buying up all the fruit at a low price before leaving.
They don't give any chance to those who come after them.
Or, to put it another way, it prevents any other buyers from discovering that Xiaojia Village has fruit and raising prices.
Bai Lu also has another guess, which cannot be confirmed until she meets the buyer.
The idea of exporting fruit was something she had thought about before the college entrance examination. She mentioned it casually in Xiaojia Village, and Xiao Cheng said he would give her an answer after she finished the exam.
Later, all the surprises came on the night of the barbecue, including the fruit export business.
Xiao Cheng meant that he and she should cooperate with Xiao Family Village to jointly develop the export of fruit.
Although the "together" cooperation model has not yet been finalized, the fruit from Xiaojia Village was ordered by her and Xiao Cheng with Xiao Guofu that very night, and there was no room for error.
Bai Lu went to Xiao Family Village with Xiao Guofu, accompanied by Xiao Wei.
Five large trucks were parked at the foot of the mountain. A hundred meters in front of the trucks, the grass had been trampled flat and three tents were set up.
Ten strong men stood in front of the tent, confronting the villagers of the Xiao family across the way, spewing sarcasm.
"Your place is such a godforsaken place, driving here is so bumpy it almost falls apart. You're lucky if someone's even bothered to buy your fruit, and you still want a high price?"
“We are offering the highest price. If you don’t believe me, go outside the mountains and see for yourself. The prices offered outside are less than half of what we are offering.”
"Those who know what's good for them should hurry up and pick fruit on the mountain. If they keep dawdling, the fruit will be past its ripening period, the quality will be worse, and the price won't be as high."
"We don't want anything of poor quality. If we leave, where will you go to cry?"
In previous years, the villagers might have believed this nonsense, since none of them had ever left the mountains.
I don't know what the fruit market is like outside, whether a few cents is high or low, or whether I'm making a profit or a loss.
But this year, Bai Lu and Xiao Cheng started a roasted chestnut business, which helped Xiao Family Village. Everyone realized that fruit can be sold more than just cheaply.
Whether it's chestnuts or other fruits, they all have a normal market price that's higher than a few cents.
The villagers will never be fooled again.
"Five cents isn't even enough to cover the labor cost. We can't even earn a decent meal by working ourselves to the bone. We won't pick them."
"Since you think even five cents is too much, and the fruit quality doesn't meet your requirements, what are you still doing here?"
"If you don't want to buy, and we don't want to sell, then go back to where you came from!"
Jiang Zhiguang and the others couldn't believe that the Xiao family, who had worked so hard picking fruit every year, actually dared to drive them away!
Just now I only said I wasn't selling.
What gave these poor people the confidence to refuse even the God of Wealth?
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