Song Tan Jishi

   "No!" The students on the side quickly said: "This watermelon is so good that I accidentally cracked it."

   "You smell? The smell is real!"

   "That's right, Qianqian, I didn't expect you to spend money..."

   After finishing speaking, everyone came back to their senses, and looked at Wu Qianqian with a little confusion at the moment—

  You said that you were not forgiving in your words in the group, and you were also eccentric, which made everyone misunderstand. I didn't expect that I could really be willing to spend money to support my old classmate's business...

  2000 yuan! Quite a lot!

   This made everyone feel a little embarrassed when they remembered the previous misunderstanding.

  Wu Qianqian didn't notice it, she just laughed shyly after hearing these words:

   "You know that I spent 2,000 yuan to buy watermelon? Hey, it's been a long time since I haven't seen my old classmate, so it's not a big deal."

   "The main reason is that Song Tan brags about how delicious her melons are every day, saying that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on earth... Don't I want everyone to taste it too?"

   Then he looked at Song Tan with a half-smile: "Song Tan, if your melons are not so delicious, we old classmates will not be able to take care of your business in the future."

  Song Tan looked at the two boys who were about to cut the melon after wiping it with a paper towel, and smiled very modestly at the moment:

   "It's okay, just eat and you'll know."

  The boy who was about to cut the melon was also considerate: "Come, come, call the children in, this melon is not cold enough to be eaten by them."

  The 5-pound melons are not that big, and the male student cut them into thin triangular pieces with a few strokes of his hands and feet, especially swiftly.

   This surprised other students: "You are good at swordsmanship!"

  The other party put the watermelon knife away, and then said modestly: "It's nothing, my family just runs a family restaurant—old classmates need to contact me! There must be a discount!"

  Song Tan is also very knowledgeable.

how to say? Contemporary young people are so lively, cheerful and generous—just like myself!

  She smiled, seeing everyone alone, she couldn't help looking forward to it.

   Sure enough, after taking a mouthful of watermelon, the little girl standing at the front with two braids immediately shouted: "Mom, this watermelon is delicious!"

  The mother on the side had already stuffed the remaining watermelon into her mouth in one gulp, and now her cheeks were covered, and the juice was soaked out, and she was heartbroken and hurriedly wiped it with a paper towel...

   It took a long time to answer my daughter's words: "It's really delicious."

  It wasn't until this moment that everyone reacted, staring at the remaining bunch of melons and salivating:

   "Let's just say, no wonder Song Tan's melons sell for 20 catties. That's it, the taste of a proper tribute!"

  Song Tan said modestly: "Fortunately, the cost of planting is also high, and 20 yuan is enough for the cost... Who told us to do it in the first year? We can only open the market first."

   How fake this sounds!

  Wu Qianqian didn't believe it at all.

  But she also said something, and aftertaste the sweetness just now, she couldn't say anything to refute—

   So angry!

  She puffed up her cheeks and stared at Song Tan fiercely. However, none of the classmates paid attention to her anymore, instead they all eagerly stared at the few melons in the basin:

   "This has been soaked for a few minutes, it's too cold, not healthy..."

   "How about eating like this first..."

   "Yes. I think so too, watermelon is always cold..."

   There are also children moaning: "Mom/Dad, I still want to eat..."

   Okay, everyone agreed, so the boy who is good at knife skills came over with two melons in his arms.

  This time, everyone was not even humbled, like queuing up in a kindergarten, each of them took a piece and stuffed it into their mouths!

   Woohoo, it's delicious! !

   "...It's just not fun!"

  20 old classmates, this watermelon is enough to fit between the teeth. Everyone turned their heads again, and set their eyes on the small pile in the corner.

When the last small pile was placed on the table one by one, the squad leader choked up in pain: "Song Tan, Song Tan, what are you asking me to do? After eating such melons, who wants those vulgar fans! "

  Song Tan replied sincerely: "No, I still have to think about it. Vulgar fans are cheap."

  So real!

   Everyone was so heartbroken that they were about to shed tears.

   "I don't care!" The squad leader put the last bite into his mouth fiercely: "Tomorrow I will cut rice at your house, and I will buy 10 of these watermelons before I leave!"

   "Yes! I want to buy it too!"

   "Damn it, you all go, what should I do—Song Tan, are you selling this watermelon in the market?"

   "Here." Song Tan looked embarrassed:

   "Our family also has an online store and local group buying, how about...send the link to you?"

  She looks like a simple old farmer, shy to speak about business: "Otherwise, sometimes they are out of stock, and they have to be notified one by one..."

   For a while, who is not excited? !

  The entire private room is full of sounds of scanning codes and links.

   Wu Qianqian stood there alone, the melon in her mouth seemed to be no longer sweet - what is this called?

   This is called reluctantly spending two thousand yuan to make wedding clothes for others!

   "Cough—"

  She cleared her throat vigorously, but was ignored.

   After a while, she coughed hard again—still ignored.

  She was lucky, and said loudly: "By the way, Song Tan, we are all old classmates, you won't give any discounts, will you? This is too unreasonable."

  Song Tan had a guilty expression on his face: "What you said is true, but you are thoughtful, Qianqian. It's just that the cost of planting watermelons is indeed high, and now they are selling at a loss..."

  She was so embarrassed: "Otherwise, it's fine. Aren't the students coming to my house tomorrow? I'll give you a cup of tea alone. You can click on the link of my online store to see, it's the trial size that costs 30 yuan a piece."

"And..." She was also quite embarrassed: "Many of my watermelons are bought by acquaintances and relatives. I was afraid that the business would not survive, so I didn't offer any discounts at the beginning... I'm sorry, it's really not me. Stingy."

   "Otherwise, this is fine. Everyone will help tomorrow. Watermelon is enough. If you can eat it, it's okay for one person to eat 10."

  Watermelon is delicious, but her family's food is not bad at all. No way, pour a few more teas... I don't believe that someone actually eats 10!

   The little abacus in my heart was clattering, but everyone was moved—

  These days, doing business is most afraid of favors.

   Besides, it’s not that Song Tan doesn’t care about his classmates. He had already promised to treat everyone to dinner, and even allocated a rice field for everyone to have fun with.

  Thinking about it this way, a watermelon worth 20 yuan a catty is still of this quality. If she really bought just one, she would have to pay for it!

   It made everyone a little embarrassed.

  Only Wu Qianqian got to the point inexplicably: "What? I'm going to Song Tan's house tomorrow? The village is remote and inconvenient. What's there to do? Isn't our farm restaurant the same?"

   Qianqian doesn’t know if it’s okay to cut the rice...

  Good night Chinese boy.

   Craving to go to the movies...but hold back! go next month!