The vegetable market became lively again in the evening.
Some people just got off work, some were walking their dogs, and some were fully equipped for race walking and fitness... The wind was blowing gently by the river, bringing with it the summer heat and humid moisture. Several young men and women whizzed past on electric bikes, and when the bikes stopped, they looked left and right, but couldn't find a place where people were gathering.
Look at those people selling watermelons at their stalls—this one is an old man, this one is a young guy, and this one is an auntie... None of them are the store owners!
Not to mention that the spot where the small boss used to park his pickup truck has now been occupied by someone carrying a basket of fairy peaches.
Everyone looked around, and finally looked at the stewed goods owner who was sitting in front of the counter with a thoughtful look on his face, and asked cautiously:
"Boss, can I ask you something, is the girl who usually sells vegetables here driving a pickup truck not here today?"
"Yeah," someone behind him muttered anxiously, "Didn't they say they were selling watermelons today? Did you buy any through the mini program?"
“It’s too expensive.”
"I didn't want to place an order online, so I decided to come over and try it first..."
Watermelon, what watermelon
The stewed food owner was startled, remembering the balance in his bank card. He then looked at the six small watermelons at his feet and didn't know how to report it to his wife at home. He said darkly, "You are late. They are sold out."
What
"Didn't you say we'd be at the market at 5:00? You didn't say 5, it seemed like 5 or 6, maybe 5 or 6..."
"We arrived a little after 6 o'clock, didn't we? How come it's gone?"
Seeing the anxious expressions of several people, for some reason, the boss of the braised goods suddenly felt proud.
Look, I bought the watermelon that you couldn’t buy!
This somewhat eased his mood after losing money today, so he said in a good-natured manner: "I came before 5:30, and there were people lining up before I came. In half an hour, the whole cart of melons was sold out."
In fact, it was just that everyone spent some time weighing and selecting the watermelons, and when tasting the watermelons, everyone pushed and shoved each other... If a few police officers from the nearby police station hadn't come over and taken a look, there might have been a quarrel.
However, despite so many distractions, when the young police officers happily went back with the little eggs in their hands, the girl simply closed the cart, sold the goods and left.
If these hesitant young men and women come over now, they won’t be able to be harmed by the exhaust gas from the cars.
The stewed goods boss was so excited when he thought about it:
"We're out of melons. Do you want braised pig's trotters? My marinade is really authentic!"
"If you want to buy one, I'll show you the melons I bought."
The young girl in front of him was not fooled: "Boss, do you want me to have a look at the melon or sell it to me?"
Resale... that costs extra money!
The boss looked at the young man in front of him and thought that the melon was so expensive, if he really wanted to buy it, he would have placed an order through the mini program long ago. He estimated that they could not add much.
So he said, "Of course I'll let you take a look."
Oh~~~~
Several people dispersed in a hurry.
After taking two steps, the leading girl turned back:
"Forget it. I told my mom I wanted to buy watermelons. I can't go back empty-handed if I don't buy any. Give me two of these braised pig's trotters."
"Okay!"
The stewed food owner smiled happily: "Let me tell you, my stewed pig's trotters are especially tender when eaten with the tropical soup! They melt in your mouth as soon as you take a sip!"
"It's still chewy even when it's cold, and the skin and meat are very firm! It smells delicious!"
"But if you put it in the air fryer for another three to five minutes, wow, it's so tender! The skin is chewy, and the meat inside is hot, not greasy at all, and not mushy. It's perfect for drinking with a glass of wine, or watching a ball game or a movie in the evening. It's perfect!"
"Besides, if you could carry it into the cinema in your bag, turn off the lights, turn on the big screen, and then eat it yourself, and everyone in the cinema could smell the aroma, would that be fun?"
Good job!
Bringing pig's trotters into the cinema, the boss is so unethical!
But... suck... I really want to...
As soon as he finished speaking, several young men who had not walked far away also came over hesitantly.
After everyone left, the boss checked his calculator and found that 6 big pig's trotters were equivalent to 2 melons.
He thought about it and simply put all the melons on the counter.
…
On this side, Song Tan finished work early and had already pulled the car to the nearby Fengfeng Express.
These are the big melons that she picked out one by one. They are not ripe at all and are perfect for express delivery.
What a pity, if it’s not from Brother Zhang, the express delivery price will be much more expensive.
However, Brother Zhang only delivers one batch of goods every afternoon, but Secretary Xiao Zhu was in a hurry and wanted to send it out today - fortunately, she paid for the courier fee.
Thinking of this, Song Tan felt relieved.
The courier from Fengfeng Express was busy recording the order. When he saw someone coming, he just pointed:
"Are you sending a package? What is it?"
He just asked subconsciously, but he didn't expect the young man behind him to directly bring over a plump watermelon:
“Send a lot of watermelons.”
The courier boy was stunned.
It took him a while to react: "Send watermelons?"
The words are full of disbelief.
Song Tan nodded: "Can you pack it up? It can't be broken."
This Fengfeng Express Station is quite large and has a wide range of products. The young man hesitated and said, "Yes, I do have it, but the express fee is not cheap if it is shipped by air..."
It’s not really that difficult to buy watermelons everywhere nowadays.
Song Tan waved his hand: "It's okay. As long as it can be sent away tonight."
"Of course I can!"
Song Tan pointed to the back seat of his car and said, "There are 20 in total. Please pack them up."
Courier: …
Rich people these days have so many quirks and do such strange things!
After all this trouble, by the time we really started to deliver the watermelons, it was already getting dark.
Song Tan asked Qiao Qiao: "Are you hungry?"
Qiao Qiao opened the bag on his chest: "Cucumber!"
Well, there is still water. The brother and sister each grabbed a cucumber and chewed it. Ultraman Zero behind Qiao Qiao was placed in the back seat of the car by him, and it was obvious that he didn't love him that much.
After eating a cucumber, Song Tan also came downstairs to his aunt's house:
"There are three big melons in total. Can I hold two and you hold one?"
Qiao Qiao said proudly: "I can report two!"
Song Tan: "...Okay, you can hold two."
She reached out and grabbed one, then went straight upstairs.
My aunt received the call and had been waiting at home for a long time. When she saw someone coming, she couldn't help sighing:
"Look at you, watermelons are so expensive at this time, you have to sell them for more money before they are on the market! If you really want to give them away, can't you wait until the weather gets hot? Watermelons won't sell well then."
Having said that, he quickly took a few melons.
Song Tan liked the straightforward character of his aunt, so he laughed and said, "It's okay, aunt. I'll let you taste the first batch of melons."