As time went by, the old lady's self-service fruit stall became increasingly popular, and it was surrounded by South Korean tourists.
Correspondingly, the old lady could no longer sigh and started cutting fruit.
The old lady originally intended to cut off the watermelon rind and then cut it into small pieces.
But she couldn't manage it all by herself, so she had to cut it into a large piece and let them eat the skin.
These South Korean tourists weren't shy at all; they simply picked up a slice of watermelon and started eating it.
The old lady was about to get a bag to put the watermelon rinds in so that they wouldn't just litter on the ground.
But when the old lady saw some South Korean tourists swallowing watermelon rinds directly, she opened her mouth again and again, but couldn't say a word to remind them.
Seeing such a starving customer, the old lady sighed and silently washed the watermelon rind.
We've already collected so much money, we can't let them eat and then go home with diarrhea.
The business was booming, the money was increasing, and the communication problems were decreasing.
The old lady was about to thank the man whose name she didn't know, but when she looked up, she found that the young man was no longer there.
Seeing this, the old lady sighed regretfully and began to think hard.
"Was it Xiao Qin or Xiao Qi again? No, I think it was Xiao Zhou! Whoever you are, thank you so much."
The old lady was reminiscing when she looked up and saw a young man holding a camera.
"Oh my! Why are you so quiet, young man?"
"Excuse me, Grandma, why are there so many people at your stall? I didn't see it being this popular when I came up the mountain."
"You mean these people? They're having a buffet, and each person has a two-hour time limit," the old lady said calmly, glancing at the crowd. "Do you want to eat? I reckon those people won't be able to finish, you can squeeze in in two minutes at most."
After saying that, the old lady continued washing the fruit, preparing to restock the self-service table.
"Fruit buffet? How much does it cost? What makes them all rush to get it?"
The old lady chuckled, too embarrassed to tell her the price: "If you want to eat it, just take it, I won't charge you."
"How can you do that? You don't earn money easily either." The young man paused, then said with a smile, "Grandma, you can't refuse to take money just because I'm a blogger and I'm holding up a camera."
"With these little old men and women around, making money is so easy for me! Eat whatever you want, as long as you're from China, you can eat whatever you want, anyway, you can't eat that much."
With this 66-yuan self-service fruit bar, the old lady earns more in one hour than she used to earn in a whole day.
To be honest, the old lady felt a little guilty about making that money.
Since that's the case, let the Chinese people eat for free; that will at least make up for any lingering guilt.
The young man holding the camera was initially hesitant and seemed a little embarrassed.
But when he witnessed an elderly South Korean couple handing an old woman two 100-yuan bills, and the old woman only giving them 68 yuan in change...
The young man felt like his CPU was about to smoke.
His brain was working non-stop, trying to calculate the price of a buffet.
After a long while, the young man approached the old woman and said guiltily.
"Grandma, is this buffet 56 yuan per person?"
The old lady clicked her tongue and said disdainfully, "Did your math teacher teach you PE?"
"I knew it was strange; it turns out I miscalculated."
The young man scratched his head sheepishly, wanting to recalculate.
The next second, the old lady announced a price of sixty-six per person, which shocked the young man.
"Sixty-six pieces???"
"Don't shout! You don't need any money, eat as much as you want."
"Grandma, don't try to bribe me. I have over 500,000 followers online, and I won't be easily bribed."
"Look at what you're saying! I don't want any money. As long as you're from China, Grandma won't take any money from you at my stall. I'll show you this video as proof."
Seeing the old lady's serious expression, the young man could tell that she was no longer joking.
As a self-media creator, the young man keenly noticed something unusual about the old lady.
There's some juicy gossip!
There's definitely some juicy gossip out there!
"Grandma, why are you doing this? In South Korea, a fruit buffet costs 66 yuan per person, but our countrymen get to eat for free?"
"Eat what I tell you to eat, or leave. Why all the nonsense? You're not as good as those young men like Xiao Qin, Xiao Qi, Xiao Zhou, and Xiao Li. They actually get things done."
As a fellow young person, the old lady greatly admired Qin Zi'an.
Although she didn't know Qin Zi'an's real name, his self-service fruit stall made him a god-like figure in the old lady's eyes.
Even after being criticized by the old lady, this young man did not give up, but continued to dig out.
Only then did he realize that such a thing had happened at the old lady's stall.
"Grandma, what does that kind young man you mentioned look like? I'll help you advertise him online; maybe we can find him."
After hearing what the young man said, the old lady pondered for a moment and prepared to look for the kind young man.
"Him... tall and thin, and very handsome! Oh, right, he was accompanied by an old man in his forties or fifties, who seemed to be a high-ranking official in Xiangcheng."
"When the high-ranking official heard that he wanted to start this fruit buffet, he said that Xiangcheng couldn't afford to lose face like this, that it would be a disgrace on the international stage. The young man wasn't afraid at all and said directly that he knew what he was doing."
"To thank this young man for creating the fruit buffet, I decided that Chinese people can eat fruit here for free. Don't worry, Grandma won't cheat you, eat as much as you want."
After hearing the old lady's words, the young man felt a myriad of thoughts swirling in his mind.
On the one hand, he felt that the old lady's moral character was really high; even if she were to cheat people, she wouldn't cheat her fellow countrymen.
An octogenarian sets up a stall in Zhangjiajie to fight against South Korea and give back to China.
The young man thought the title was great just by thinking about it.
On the other hand, the young man also felt that the description of the old lady was very familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
He's a tall, handsome young man who dares to stand up to high-ranking officials.
In a country like China with its strict system, challenging superiors—what kind of Gen Z dares to break into the system?
Don't you think you're Qin Zi'an?
If they dare to do this, how dare they act like this?
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