It is impossible to refund the money.
I heard that the two people who returned the money at the beginning still can’t join the group. They have to secretly find their family to buy vegetables and they can’t come to the vegetable market by themselves.
It’s not that we don’t believe in the quality of this dish, but sometimes, we just need such consolation.
The aunt in the lead waved her hand and said, "Give me 10 kilograms!"
The vegetable vendor nearby: …!
!
Outrageous!
This is 20 yuan per catty, not 2 yuan per catty!
"You want 10 jin?" He shouted quickly, "Come and have a look, take a look, fresh and juicy Chinese cabbage, picked from the local vegetable garden, 3.5 yuan a jin!"
Before I could finish shouting, the aunt pushed me away and said, "Hey, you're not buying vegetables, don't get in the way here, you're delaying me."
Someone followed behind him: "I want ten kilograms too."
Some others raised their hands: "I want two kilograms..."
"No... Big sister, how are you going to eat all this? Won't it become stale if it's kept in the refrigerator for a few days?"
Some young customers were still reserved and hesitant.
"How many days? I can eat a pound of this stir-fried Chinese cabbage by myself! What's more, I can also make buns and dumplings with it. And there's no delivery fee!"
The experienced aunt made an immediate judgment.
"If you don't buy more, when will you have this opportunity again?"
The young man who spoke sighed weakly: "But it's really expensive."
That’s right, 20 yuan per pound, it’s just enough to stir-fry a plate.
Everyone was silent for a moment, and the vegetable vendor next to him perked up and shouted again: "Local pakchoy! Juicy, crisp and tender, 3.5 yuan a pound."
However, this time, the young man was the first to wake up.
He glanced at the cabbage on the vegetable stall next to him, then gritted his teeth and tried his best: "Sister, you are right. Other vegetables are cheap, but they don't taste like this."
"This 3.5 yuan one is way too different from the boss's!"
Vegetable vendor: ...Are you polite
My $3.50 cabbage didn't hurt anyone.
However, his propaganda was of no use. The other middle-aged women who came to the market to buy vegetables became more and more puzzled, and then they couldn't help but come forward.
Before I could even be surprised by the price, I saw a group of old men and women wearing the standard blue and white striped hospital gowns of the People's Hospital rushing towards me.
"Hurry up! Girl, weigh us first. The nurse will go back for rounds soon."
"Yes, yes, everyone, please help me. I'm bringing food to people in several wards!"
The gray-haired old man stood on tiptoe to look inside.
Under normal circumstances, no one would give up this precious front row seat.
But today, I saw that the pickup truck was filled with plastic baskets. The driver in front was silent for a while, and then he relaxed and said, "Okay, uncle! You buy it."
The hospital gowns are so uniform and eye-catching, it really shows that they are strong-willed despite their disability.
The old man thanked her repeatedly, and then walked up to Qiao Qiao and said, "Give me 100 kilograms."
Turning back, he pulled out another small cart from the dense crowd and asked, "Can you give me the basket?"
Ah, this big plastic basket is also 10 yuan each.
Song Tan looked at the other people in hospital gowns behind the old man and thought for a moment: "How many do you want?"
"I want 20 pounds!"
"I want 50 kilograms!"
"I'm 38 pounds here!"
The one with the most serious condition was still holding an IV bottle, so I didn't dare to squeeze him.
Song Tan quickly pulled Zhang Yanping over:
"Thank you all for your support! How about this, you guys come and register with my brother first, I'll ask him to push the dishes over separately, collect one portion, and you guys pay for one portion, okay?"
That’s great!
Everyone nodded in succession, and now they carefully checked the time: "Then let's go back first, otherwise the nurse will scold us later-"
As he spoke, a group of people gathered around Zhang Yanping, chattered, left their contact information, then turned around and left like the wind.
After Zhang Yanping finished counting the numbers, he simply carried out four baskets of cabbage.
"The total is 472 kilograms."
Wow!
The onlookers gasped. There was no way they could give up their seats at this moment. They quickly bought what they wanted!
Just stimulated by the fact that there were all patients here, everyone quietly increased the amount they wanted to buy by three to five kilograms.
The vegetable vendors around who had no one to buy their products all stood there in silence. They had never seen such popular and expensive vegetables in their lives.
One of them even said angrily: "Aren't you disrupting the market order?"
When he turned around, he saw an old lady staring at him fiercely: "Young man, don't talk nonsense! I have to tell you, my heart is not very good. If you tell me not to buy vegetables, I will be impulsive and I will not know what to do."
They are all old neighbors who buy groceries here every day. What else can anyone do
Everyone sat down dejectedly, guarding their own silent and deserted stalls, as if they were watching a lively drama.
—Other people have guests coming to their house, but I have no one here.
…
First People's Hospital.
Doctor Zhang had been busy in the emergency room all morning and was exhausted when he got off work. Fortunately, he remembered that he had to go to the market to buy vegetables. It was only 8:30, so he didn't need to rush.
He dragged his stiff body to the vegetable market, but according to the location in the group, he couldn't see anyone.
After carefully turning around twice, Dr. Xiao Zhang finally stopped in front of an empty pickup truck that he had seen in the group with a complicated expression.
His eyes were dull and his expression was blank: "Where's the food?"
Qiao Qiao was packing up the baskets and shouted, "It's sold out."
But in the next moment, he took out a bunch of not-so-juicy cabbages from the corner of the basket:
"There's one pound left, do you want some?"
Song Tan happened to be carrying two baskets back. When he saw Dr. Zhang, he was quite surprised:
"Doctor Zhang, you're here to buy some groceries!"
Without saying a word, she took the cabbage from Qiao Qiao's hand and stuffed it directly into his hand:
"I'm sorry, you didn't tell me in advance, otherwise I would have kept it for you. Now that they're all sold out, take this vegetable back and cook some noodles with it. It'll be my treat."
Doctor Xiao Zhang was almost crying.
He hadn't spent even a penny of the money he prepared last night.
"I'm going to visit my girlfriend's house today..."
Ah this.
Song Tan thought about it and pulled him aside again: "Doctor Zhang, if you trust me, I have some tea and honey here, I guarantee it will be OK! This is the price..."
The prices had been publicized in the group before, and everyone really kept them in mind.
What can Dr. Zhang do? He also knows the price of this thing, so he can only feel sorry for himself.