After shopping, He Wan wandered around the city and saw the watch factory.
However, she doesn't plan to stock up on goods, because nowadays, if an individual comes to the factory, they won't even acknowledge them.
After wandering around aimlessly without finding anything interesting, I simply drove back the way I came.
We drove all morning, from the city to the county town below.
She discovered that there were many fruits here: pineapples, pears, honeydew melons, and apples.
Suddenly, the idea of buying fruits from the south came to mind.
He Wan parked the car, switched to a bicycle, and carried a basket on her back to the village.
He stopped in front of the first house in the village, cleared his throat, and then knocked on the door: "Is anyone home?"
Who is it?
"Passerby, could you give me a drink of water?"
It's not that she always starts with this line; it's just that people at this time are simple and honest. If you say "have a drink of water," they'll believe you, and they're all very enthusiastic. That's why she opened the door for her: "Want some water? Come in."
"Oh, thank you, big sister."
The woman had probably just come back from the fields and was preparing to cook. Hearing her accent was off, she asked, "You're not from around here, are you?"
"No, I'm from the North."
"Hey, what brings you here? We're a bit far from the highway."
"Yes, I'm lost. I've already contacted my colleague, and she'll be picking me up tonight."
As she spoke, the older woman brought her a bowl of water from inside the house.
"Thank you." He Wan took the bowl and drank it down in big gulps. After finishing, she didn't hand the bowl back to the other person, but instead took a small half-bowl of rice from her own basket: "Big sister, thank you for the water. I was so thirsty just now. This little bit of rice is a small token of my appreciation."
When the woman saw the white rice, she exclaimed in surprise, "Rice? This won't do! Our water is free!"
He Wan chuckled sheepishly and declined, saying, "Big sister, please accept them. I think your apples are growing quite well. If you feel bad about it, you can pick a few for me."
"Hey, apples aren't worth much. Every household here grows them."
"Really? We don't have many apple trees where we live, so we cherish these. Sister, do you have many apples? I'll give you some rice too, or you can pick them all for me."
"They really gave us rice?"
"Really?" He Wan smiled, glanced at the apple on the tree, and roughly estimated, "I can give you five catties of rice."
"Okay, okay, I'll pick it for you right away."
He then called over two teenagers in the yard and asked them to climb the tree and pick apples.
He Wan sat in the courtyard watching them for a while and then said, "My colleague is probably arriving soon. I'll go outside and check the road."
"OK."
He Wan did it on purpose; she drove around on the street, found a spot, and then went back.
When I went back this time, I found that the whole family had returned from the fields.
He Wan said, "Sister, my colleague said your apples are good and wants to get more to take back to our area. Do any of your other families want to exchange them for grain?"
Upon hearing this good news, the man in the house quickly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I'll go ask around for you. How many do you want?"
“I’ll take as much as you have. Even if you bring everything from your village, I’ll take it all. But I don’t have anything to pack it, so you’ll have to pack it for me and then take it to the grove of trees around the bend in the road. My colleague went to get the car, he’ll come and pick it up in a bit.”
"Okay, I'll go and inform them right away."
Seeing that they had almost finished picking the apples, He Wan took out five jin of rice from her basket and gave it to her older sister. She then asked the two children to help carry the apples to the designated location.
She followed them over there, and before anyone arrived, she took out twenty bags of grain from her spatial storage, along with a scale.
In just about half an hour, people started coming over one after another to exchange apples for food.
He Wan doesn't accept just anything; she doesn't want bad or misshapen things.
In one afternoon, she collected apples from about forty households, totaling two thousand kilograms.
When no one was around, he simply waved his hand and put it into his spatial storage, then drove off without leaving a trace.
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