Chapter 140 I want to be alone with you
Watermelons have been on the market since May. Some watermelon farmers specialize in growing early-maturing varieties. The earlier they are on the market, the higher the price and naturally the higher the profit.
In June, there were already many vendors selling watermelons on the streets. Except for some large supermarkets or high-end fruit stores where watermelons were sold at a higher price, the average price of watermelons this year fluctuated between 1.5 and 2 yuan.
Xia Wu set the price of watermelons at 3 yuan for a reason. First, the watermelons she grew were of high quality and absolutely worth the money. Second, her truck was not big enough, and a truckload of watermelons could only carry a few thousand kilograms. If she sold them too cheaply, it would be a wasted trip.
The quality of the products from her mountain far exceeds the market average, so she definitely cannot keep selling them at low prices. Cheap products will hurt farmers, not only her but other fruit farmers as well. Xia Wu understands this simple truth.
Three yuan per pound, which is more expensive than the market price but cheaper than premium fruits. In first- and second-tier cities, it is not uncommon to see watermelons at three yuan per pound.
So no one in the forum had any objections, and everyone was looking forward to Xia Wu going to Tong City.
Xia Wu told the staff group that he was going to Tong City to sell watermelons. He found some straw the night before and spread a thick layer of it on the bucket cart. Early the next morning, Xia Wu parked the cart on the side of the road in the melon field. Everyone picked watermelons and passed them to the cart one by one.
Watermelons are big and take up a lot of space. A full truckload of watermelons weighs at least three thousand kilograms.
"Okay, let's install these first,"
Xia Wu jumped out of the car and ran to the front to sit in the driver's seat. She didn't let Ji Yunzhou come, and planned to go to Bailou to pick him up so as not to be discovered by his family.
For this reason, she deliberately didn't call Yang Hongwen today.
Xia Meng insisted on going with her, but was ruthlessly rejected by Xia Wu.
She was just kidding. What she wanted was some time alone with him. Why would she bring some burden along?
After loading two cans of buffalo milk and a few steamed buns, Xia Wu drove away.
As soon as she left, Yang Shuhua posted on the forum: "Xia Xia has already left, brothers, wait!"
Zhao Jing leaned over to look at his phone, scrolling through his past posts. She sighed, "I was wondering why the forum knows everything about what happens in the company. So it was you who posted it!"
Yang Shuhua chuckled, "Isn't this also for the good of our company? Look at them, they're so enthusiastic, they all said they want to come over and play during the holidays."
Zhao Jing took a bite of the carrot pie and said, "It would be great if the roads in town could be repaired. People who have been here say it ruins the experience."
"Don't worry, maybe one day a big boss will take a fancy to our little place and suddenly build a road or bridge for us."
"You've been dreaming about beautiful things all day long. Hurry up and finish your meal and get back to work!"
The two of them broke the last layer of window paper and officially started dating. The villagers were happy to see it. Yang Shuhua also tried different ways to please Zhao Jing, such as sending her wild flowers and grasses and insisting on bringing her breakfast early in the morning.
Zhao Jing said that it was not like she couldn't have breakfast, but she actually liked it very much.
But she didn't know that the carrot pie was not made by Yang Shuhua, but by Qi Wei who lived in Yang Shuhua's house.
When Xia Wu was driving almost to Bailou, he sent a message to Ji Yunzhou, and Ji Yunzhou came out early to wait for him.
He was rejecting Anne and Marco's requests to go out with him.
"Don't say anymore. I will pay attention. Besides, this is also a test for me."
Although Ji Yunzhou can walk now, he cannot exercise too much. Xia Wu took his wheelchair with him, waved goodbye to Annie and others, and drove happily with Ji Yunzhou on the country road.
Xia Wu got up early. It was only a little after seven o'clock. There were not many people on the road. Both sides of the road were full of different levels of green. The scenery was pleasant. The morning breeze, carrying the fresh air from the mountains, turned a few corners in the car and blew the corners of Xia Wu's mouth.
Seeing that there were few people on the road, she slowly stopped the car and pulled over, unbuckled her seat belt and moved closer to Ji Yunzhou. Ji Yunzhou wanted to unbuckle his seat belt, but she held him down and said, "Don't move, we'll be leaving in a moment."
When she said this, Xia Wu's lips were already pressed against Ji Yunzhou's lips, their lips rubbing against each other. The last syllable was swallowed into her mouth and became unclear.
Ji Yunzhou's hand slid smoothly to Xia Wu's waist, supporting her gently and letting Xia Wu break through his defenses obediently.
Feeling the increasing heat around her waist, Xia Wu opened her eyes, her eyes blurred, and met Ji Yunzhou's eyes. It was a glance that lasted for a thousand years. She was immersed in Ji Yunzhou's eyes as warm as water, making her feel like she was floating in the air.
After all, they were still outside, so Xia Wu left him reluctantly. Silver threads slid down the tip of her lips and teeth, and were hooked up by Ji Yunzhou's fingertips and wiped on his own lips.
The man, who was always as cool as a cloud, was tinged with lust, becoming particularly charming. Xia Wu felt a little embarrassed, so she leaned over and kissed him again. She took a deep breath and sat back down. "Charging complete, let's continue!"
Ji Yunzhou was amused by her, "Am I a charging station?"
Xia Wu chuckled, like a cunning little fox, "Aren't you satisfied with being my charging station?"
Ji Yunzhou seemed to have thought of something, his eyes became darker, his Adam's apple moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Xia Wu glanced over inadvertently, saw something, coughed lightly, and feared that something might go off accidentally, so he became more serious and stopped teasing him.
After all, there was a cart of melons behind the car.
Today is a weekday. When Xia Wu arrived at Pipa Terrace in Tong City, someone was already waiting there.
Most of them are older people, there are also young people, but not many.
After all, you still have to go to work on weekdays.
Some people came prepared, pulling shopping carts and carrying snakeskin bags. As soon as Xia Wu parked the car, someone asked, "Is that Xia Xia?"
"Yes, everyone wait a moment, I'll set things up first."
Xia Wu helped Ji Yunzhou down, asked him to sit on a stool beside him, and was responsible for collecting money.
After taking down the scale and bag and putting them away, Xia Wu began to pick out melons for people. "Uncle, how many do you want to buy?"
"Your watermelon is three yuan per pound?"
"Yes, if it's not sweet, it's free, and it includes delicious food."
"It's a bit expensive. I saw people selling melons at the intersection ahead for only two yuan per catty." The old man felt around. The melons weighed at least ten catties, and each one cost dozens of yuan. "Can you make it cheaper?"
"No, sir, it's not cheap. Why don't you try it first and then decide whether to buy it or not!"
Xia Wu picked out a watermelon, placed it on the scale, and cut it into equal pieces with a fruit knife. He gave a piece to each of the people in line. "My watermelons are expensive for a reason. They are all high-quality watermelons and are guaranteed to be delicious. If you don't like them, you don't have to buy them. We don't force you in business!"
Xia Wu has been doing business for a long time and has his own business philosophy in mind. Most people are normal and reasonable. Even if the deal fails, there is still friendship.
The old man finished eating the small melon in just a few bites, leaving only a little green skin. The skin was thin and crispy, and the flesh was sweet and sandy, making it addictive.
Xia Wu took out the small empty bucket he had prepared long ago and put a garbage bag on it. "Uncle, throw the melon peels in here."
There was no trash can nearby, so as to avoid a mess on the ground after the fruits were sold, which would simply increase the workload of the cleaners. Xia Wu had considered everything.
"This melon is delicious. No wonder my son urged me to buy more. Last time, this little girl also sold apricots. Let me tell you, my son said she grew them herself, and the apricots are delicious too!"
"It's expensive for a reason. I've bought two yuan worth of melons before, but the flesh inside was overripe and not tasty. I threw away half of it. It's better to buy something more expensive and better!"
"Grandpa, are you going to buy some? If not, go to the side. I'm waiting to go home and cook dinner after I buy the melons!"
The old man threw the melon peel accurately into the trash can and glared at the man: "I'll buy it. Who said I won't buy it?"
"I want three. Pick the best ones for me, little girl!"
Xia Wu smiled, "Don't worry, uncle. If it doesn't taste good, just take a picture and have your child send it to me in the group chat. I'll compensate you!"
As she spoke, she took out a flour bag, asked the old man what size watermelon he wanted, and picked out three watermelons and put them in the bag.
Flour is needed to make steamed buns in the mountains. After using up the leftover flour, there were a lot of them in the washed flour bags, so Xia Wu used them to pack melons for people.
"Three watermelons weighing 36 kilograms, that's 108 yuan in total. I'll round it off to 105 yuan. Scan the QR code or pay in cash?"
"Cash, please." The old man stood aside, holding a watermelon, and took out his wallet to count the money for Ji Yunzhou. He looked at Ji Yunzhou several times while counting the money. Hey, why are there so many good-looking people in this small watermelon stall? Not only is the girl selling the watermelons pretty, but the man collecting the money is also good-looking.
Sure enough, his son was right, the market is not good now.
Even if you are so beautiful, you still have to sell melons.
"I want three watermelons too. Pick the big ones for me!"
Lifting a watermelon weighing 30 or 40 kilograms was quite heavy. At first, the old man trying to lift it couldn't move it. Xia Wu couldn't stand it anymore, so while helping others pick watermelons, he said to him, "Uncle, why don't you call your family and stop twisting your waist?"
Others followed suit, saying, "Yeah, they really trust their children at home. They let them go out to buy melons even though they are so old!"
The old man chuckled, "It wasn't my kids who asked me to buy this. I was playing with a spinning top over there, and I saw you guys pushing carts and carrying bags, so I came to take a look out of curiosity. Who would have known you had agreed to come here to buy melons?"
The old man looks to be in his seventies or eighties, but he is still in good spirits. I guess it is his gossipy heart that keeps him young.
He took the advice, took out his cell phone and made a call. After hanging up, he told everyone that his grandson would come to pick him up soon. Only then did Xia Wu feel relieved.
The old man didn't forget what Xia Wu had said just now. If the melon didn't taste good, he could find her in the group. He then asked what the group was and whether he could join it.
Everyone was talking at once to him, and the old man seemed to understand. Xia Wu saw that the old man was holding a smart phone, so he asked Ji Yunzhou to add him to the group chat.
The line for buying melons was quite long, and everyone was in an orderly manner. Some of them were buying fruits from Xia Wu not for the first time, and they had gained experience.
The girl sells fruits that she grows herself. They are not only delicious but also healthy. The price is a little higher, but definitely worth the money. She doesn’t usually come to the city to do business, so if she wants to buy something, she has to buy a lot. She doesn’t know when she will be able to eat it next time.
The number of watermelons sold increased rapidly. Ji Yunzhou was a little unskilled at the beginning. He had done a lot of business before, but never a business like this. Seeing how happy Xia Wu was, he also devoted himself to it. He even took the initiative to help Xia Wu hold the flour bag so that she could put the watermelons in.
The thousands of kilograms of watermelons in the truck bed were quickly reduced. People who bought watermelons rode away on their bikes, and more people came in a steady stream.
When the old man's grandson arrived in a Hummer, only dozens of watermelons were left out of thousands of kilograms.
There were still seven or eight people queuing up. Worried that the people behind would not be able to buy anything, Xia Wu asked them to discuss the purchase and share the watermelons, so that no one would make a wasted trip.
"Hey, my old man, why are you here buying watermelons? If you want to eat watermelons, why don't you just tell me? Our family will definitely need watermelons from you!"
The old man's grandson didn't look like someone who was short of money. He was tall and strong, with tattoos on his arms, like a gangster boss. However, he was very kind to the old man. He opened the flour bag to look at the melon, tapped it to listen to the sound, and was afraid that the old man was being cheated.
"Xuan, the melons I bought are different. They're delicious, much better than the smuggled ones in your store. If you don't believe me, why don't you open one and try it?"
"Hey, are you kidding me? The melons in my store cost six or seven yuan a pound, and they're still not as good as the ones sold at the street stalls outside!"
Zhao Mingxuan didn't believe it. The melon stall was surrounded by people, and he couldn't tell clearly whether the melon seller was a liar. After everyone had divided the melons, he glanced at Xia Wu and saw his appearance clearly. Immediately, the word "grass" came to his lips.
He took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. How could such a pretty girl come to sell melons?
Is this melon delicious?
Seeing that his grandson didn't believe him, the old man insisted that he open the watermelon and taste it. "It's delicious. I won't lie to you."
Zhao Mingxuan borrowed a fruit knife from Xia Wu, made a triangular incision on the melon rind, took out a small piece to taste, and the word "wocao" came to his lips again.
"Oh my god, it's really delicious!"
It tastes better than the watermelon he buys from his store for six or seven dollars!
"Master, why did you only buy three? Why didn't you buy more?"
"Little girl, do you have any more melons? I want to buy some more!"
Xia Wu smiled broadly, looking at the rough-looking and slightly reserved elder brother in front of him, and pointed at the empty truck bed: "It's all sold out. Sorry."
"Okay, then, will there be any left tomorrow? I'll come back tomorrow to buy some. If you can deliver it to me, that's fine too. I want to order a few hundred kilograms of watermelon!"
"I'm not sure about tomorrow. I'm far away. I'm in the township down there, and I don't sell melons all the time."
"This is a long-term business for me, would you consider it?"
Zhao Mingxuan saw the sign next to it saying three yuan per pound, and couldn't help but compare it to the watermelons in his shop. This thing was half the price! And it tasted better!
Zhao Mingxuan opened a buffet restaurant in Tong City, a high-end one, with the lowest price starting at 288. The signature dishes are various seafood, yakitori, barbecue, etc. Of course, fruits are indispensable in a buffet restaurant, especially some tempting fruits that fill the stomach.
In order to balance the guests' appetite, the fruits cannot be too unpalatable, otherwise the guests would not be stupid enough to pay 288 yuan for a buffet and eat some worthless fruits.
Therefore, Zhao Mingxuan's restaurant uses only good food and hires chefs with excellent cooking skills.
Among all the buffet restaurants in Tong City, his restaurant stands out and has been on the must-eat list for at least three years.
It can be imagined that Zhao Mingxuan is quite good at management and material selection.
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