The two brothers walked north together, calling out their wares. Pedestrians, residents, shopkeepers, and waiters on the roadside would naturally gather around curiously when they heard the cry of "sweet potato," a food they had only heard of but never seen. Whether they had money or not, they would all want to take a look.
Those without money might just glance at it, but how could those with money care about a few coins? Lin Chaobei was happily selling them one by one when suddenly a waiter came over and said that they wanted them all!
Want them all?
So extravagant!
"Do you want this basket, or two baskets?"
If this person takes both baskets, then they can go home earlier.
It wasn't that he was homesick as soon as he left home; he was already so old, how could he possibly miss home? It was just that it was the first time he had carried so many copper coins, and they felt heavy, which also weighed heavily on his heart. Yet, he couldn't bear to let Lin Chaodong take them, so he could only feel a bittersweet joy.
"We'll take both baskets of 'Haoweizhai'!"
"That's what the waiter said with great enthusiasm."
"Alright! Brother, wait a minute, let me give these guests their sweet potatoes first."
Lin Chaobei grinned at the waiter and then started collecting money, while Lin Chaodong next to him was in charge of weighing the items.
Waiter: ...
He said he wanted it all, does this person not understand?
Thinking that if they sold one more item, the shop would make a profit, the waiter couldn't help but speak up to stop them.
"Stop selling! Stop selling! Grab your basket and come with me!"
In his haste, the waiter stopped speaking official language and switched to the local dialect.
"Hey! What's wrong with you! Don't you know the order of arrival? Can't you see we're all in line? If you want them all, go to the back of the line!"
"Exactly! How shameless! Trying to cut in line? No way!"
"Stop standing there! If you delay any longer, the sweet potatoes will get cold!"
"Nothing's wrong with you, you're just out of your mind!"
"Let me give you a piece of advice: hurry up and join the queue! If you're any later, they'll be sold out!"
...
The people queuing to buy sweet potatoes each had their own opinion, which made the waiter blush with embarrassment. In the end, he hurriedly went to the back of the queue.
The waiter at the back of the line was also busy, "persuading" anyone who wanted to join the queue to leave.
"I already told you, it's no use queuing up. Our store is going to buy both baskets of sweet potatoes. The reason there's still a queue here is because they all came before me."
The waiter tried his best to persuade the man, but the man seemed not to hear him and stubbornly stood behind him in line.
The waiter was so angry his nostrils flared, but he couldn't do anything to the person behind him, so he could only sulk by himself.
Perhaps it was because the shopkeeper acted as a catalyst, or perhaps these people originally wanted to buy more, but by the time they finally reached the shopkeeper, there were less than half a basket of sweet potatoes left.
Waiter: Σ(?д?;)
If he only takes this half basket back, won't the shopkeeper think he's incompetent?
"I'll take this half basket of sweet potatoes."
As the waiter stared blankly at the last half-basket of sweet potatoes, a sudden voice from behind him startled him so much that he choked on his own saliva.
"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!"
He coughed as he reached out and pressed down on the basket, not forgetting to turn around and glare at the shameless bastard who wanted to steal his sweet potatoes.
The waiter was really worried that even the last half basket wouldn't be left, so he urged:
"I'll take all these sweet potatoes, weigh them quickly!"
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