Therefore, before the fruit vendors come to purchase in large quantities, the fruit farmers in the village will also get some to set up stalls and sell in retail.
Boom, Kerala!
Ahua's magic car bumped all the way over.
Then he deftly dragged the stall out of the carriage and set it up like flowing water.
For him, setting up a stall here to sell tea, cherries, and various mountain products is a piece of cake.
At this time, a dark-skinned middle-aged woman nearby said with a smile: "Hey, Ah Hua, it's rare to see you so diligent. Are you here to help your dad sell goods again?"
"Hey, Aunt Yulan, you're wrong. What I'm selling today isn't mine, it's Mr. Zhao's."
As he spoke, Ahua took down the baskets of big cherries, which were still covered with a layer of film.
Aunt Yulan immediately covered her mouth and laughed: "The little brat has also learned his lesson. Who among us here is not the big cherry of Mr. Zhao from Nanshan!"
“Haha, that’s it!”
Another middle-aged man who was taking a nap on a cart was amused and patted the sign beside him: "See, your fourth uncle even made the sign."
Sure enough, there were seven big characters clearly written in red on a white background on the sign.
The authentic Nanshan Old Man Zhao!
puff!
Ahua couldn't help laughing.
"Fourth Uncle, aren't you just selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton?"
"Go away, stop ruining my business! I spent a hundred dollars on this sign!"
Zhao Si curled his lips and said, "Besides, aren't all the cherries in our village the same? Who hasn't had Mr. Zhao help with grafting?"
"Xu family girl, don't you think so?"
Zhao Si raised his eyebrows and asked a girl next to him who was smiling slightly.
The girl was wearing jeans, a homespun jacket, and a sun hat, looking like a little country girl.
But still can't hide the natural beauty.
At this moment, a big white BMW suddenly drove in from the intersection ahead.
Several people immediately stopped teasing, and Zhao Si also jumped up and pointed at A Hua: "Stinky boy, don't ruin my uncle's show later. Let's compete fairly."
"Hey, Fourth Uncle, what are you talking about? Who do you think I am? Aren't we all family?"
Ah Hua smiled, full of confidence.
Seeing this guy's expression, Xu Jiaojiao covered her mouth and smiled.
On the other side, Wang Yulan also shook her head and said nothing more.
The car stopped next to the stall and several young men and women came out.
"Take a walk and have a look. These are authentic Nanshan Lao Zhaotou cherries, freshly picked."
Zhao Si fanned himself with his sun hat and sang at the top of his lungs, immediately attracting the attention of several young people.
"Fresh Nanshan cherries, picked and sold right away, stay fresh and sweet, try them before you buy!"
Wang Yulan also swung her arms and started to laugh.
Over there, Xu Jiaojiao pursed her lips, her face slightly red. She tried several times to muster up the courage to shout a few times, but no sound came out.
A few young men and women naturally walked over to Zhao Si and Wang Yulan to take a look first.
Only then did Ahua lift the sunshade film, put his hands on his hips and started yelling.
"Authentic Nanshan premium cherries for sale! Premium quality, super low price, only 51 kilograms!"
“I’ll go!”
When Zhao Si heard Ahua's shouting, his eyes widened.
Wang Yulan was also stunned. The two looked at each other and suddenly shouted in unison.
"Affordable farm-grown cherries, no middlemen taking the profit!"
"The minimum price is 21 kilograms!"
"Special grade cherries weigh up to 31 kilograms!"
Zhao Si shook his head and grinned at Ahua.
However, at this time, several young men and women looked around, and surprisingly, they all gathered in front of Ahua's stall.
"Wow, these cherries are so big!"
"Oh my goodness, it feels even bigger than the imported ones!"
"Nanshan cherries are indeed worthy of their reputation!"
Several young people exclaimed in admiration. One of them, a fat white man, twirled the car key ring on his thick fingers and said, "Well, I think this is the authentic Old Man Zhao's cherry, right?"
Um?
Hearing this, Wang Yulan and Zhao Si exchanged glances, both somewhat confused.
They subconsciously looked at Ahua's stall, their eyes bulged out, and they gritted their teeth, wishing they could strangle Ahua to death.
Naturally, they were speechless when they saw the huge cherries on Ahua's stall.
Indeed, in comparison, the large cherries on their stall pale in comparison.
Even the box with the label of premium Nanshan cherries is only two centimeters in diameter at most.
As the saying goes, shop before you buy. It’s useless to say anything about the quality.
"Dude, aren't your cherries a bit too expensive?"
The fat white man in the lead curled his lips.
Ah Hua smiled and said, "Brother, you can't just look at the price, you have to look at the quality!"
"Look, these are the best I've carefully selected. They're big and sweet, guaranteed to be delicious. If you don't believe me, try one."
As he said that, Ah Hua grabbed a small handful and distributed it directly to the three or four young men and women.
"Don't worry, it's all washed!"
Seeing that several people took it, Ah Hua started talking nonsense.
He was just washing wool. He had moved it from Zhao Xiaoyang's place early in the morning and hadn't touched it since.
However, the cherries had a moist luster, which showed that they had indeed been washed by Zhao Xiaoyang.
At this moment, under the gradually rising sunlight, a full and sweet scent is revealed.
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