The speaker was a girl who looked less than 20 years old. In fact, she didn’t look like a beauty. Her skin was darker due to long-term exposure to the sun. But in line with the old saying that there is no ugly girl, she looked quite delicate.
.
A girl of this age may only be in her second year of high school.
But it doesn't look like it either.
The first thing Han Qi noticed was her hands. They were not a pair of reading and writing hands, but a pair of hands belonging to laborers.
This shouldn't happen to a teenager.
The owner of the fruit shop was not as kind as Han Qi. He shook his head and said, "I don't care about that. Otherwise, you can carry it back, or I'll pay you seventy cents. Forget it, you can keep the eighty cents per pound."
He may also feel that he has done a good job.
In this city, everyone gave them a price of seventy cents, but I actually added an additional ten cents.
Indeed, it was not easy for the two girls to carry their things to the market. Their own daughters were still studying when they were their age.
It was okay if he didn't say this. As soon as he said it, Han Qi burst into tears when he saw a younger girl. Only then did Han Qi notice her. This girl was older than the person Han Qi was looking at before.
Even younger, probably only fifteen years old.
Isn't this bullying?
Han Qi frowned and asked the young man standing next to him.
"How much is their purchase price? Why does the girl say more than one yuan, and the boss says a few cents?"
The man looked back at Han Qi.
Foreigners, they have to understand.
He was also talkative and liked to chat, so he said to Han Qi: "I don't know much about the price of fruit. Anyway, we buy a pound for about two or three yuan. In this way, the purchase price of more than one yuan is very reasonable. This is just the boss's intention."
It’s just a price reduction.”
The young man said to Han Qi in a lower voice.
"These two girls came down from Gaolu Village. It is a big mountain that takes an hour or two to climb, and there are no roads. You have to walk slowly on the cliff to enter and leave the village. The people on top
If you carry something on your back and sell it, the price will be suppressed."
"Why?"
"Hey, you don't understand this?" The young man's expression was strange, as if everyone could understand this. "If you come down from such a cliff, how can you carry so many things up the mountain?
?”
Han Qi thought for a while and shook his head.
"Isn't that right? These businessmen, knowing that these two girls are from Gaolu Village, are not willing to spend too much money to collect their goods. It is normal to lower the price by half."
Having said this, he shook his head.
"It's dozens or hundreds of kilograms. It's because I don't have the ability, otherwise I would have wanted to help them." He looked at his phone and exclaimed, "Oh, it's already this time, I still have to make soy sauce, brother.
,Goodbye."
Han Qi saw him running away in a hurry, so he stood where he was and watched the fun.
He was a little curious.
There are more than a dozen people watching. If you go and buy a few kilograms per person, won't this girl's problem be solved? They say the market price is two or three yuan, but the fruit this girl brought only sells for more than one yuan. This is not cheap.
?
He couldn't stand it any longer, so he pushed aside the people around him and walked over.
"How many kilograms are there in total? I've packed it. You can go home quickly."
He can't eat so much himself, but he can just find a random fan group and give away the apples. It can also be regarded as fan welfare. According to Wang Zheng, it increases fan stickiness.
The younger girl stopped crying and looked up at the tall brother, but he was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly.
"Really?"
"Hey!!!" The boss came out, "Who are you? Are you pretending to be a good person?" Then he said to the two girls, "I tell you, if you sell to this person, don't take the remaining fruits from your village.
Come to me."
After saying that, he went back to his store without looking at Han Qi.
No wonder no one buys it when it’s so cheap.
It's not that people are too cold, it's that girls don't dare to buy things for individual customers.
The fruit in a village is not just a few dozen kilograms, but maybe several thousand kilograms. If the owner of this kind of fruit shop doesn't accept it, how can it be sold out?
Han Qi frowned when he encountered such an arrogant and domineering person for the first time.
He looked at the two silent girls, shook his head and walked out, but he didn't go far and sat down in the restaurant next to him.
"How many are there?"
When the waiter saw someone coming in, he quickly came over to say hello.
The business in this store was average. There were only two customers when it was time to eat. It seemed that they were here on business from other places. They were wearing very common professional attire. They were either working in the office or in sales.
But now people in offices gradually no longer wear such clothes.
Han Qi looked outside again and said to the waiter: "Fry three meat dishes and one vegetarian dish, put three portions of rice in it, and I will pack it."
"Okay, can you look at twice-cooked pork, fried fungus, pork stewed with vermicelli, and fried cauliflower?"
"Okay, okay, let's do it."
"Okay, please sit down first."
There were not many customers in the store, and the dishes Han Qi ordered were very simple. The chef quickly prepared the dishes. Han Qi took the dishes and ran after the two girls who had just walked away.
When they left, the baskets they carried were empty, and it looked like they had sold the apples inside to that store.
Han Qi chased after him and shouted: "Hey."
The two men turned around cautiously.
Han Qi took a few breaths and asked, "Do you still remember me? I was at the market just now, and I wanted to help you."
"I remember!"
The fifteen-year-old little sister said with a smile, but she lowered her head shyly.
The other girl nodded: "What can I do for you?"
"I am a traveler from outside. I want to visit your village and treat you to a meal."
Han Qi was holding the bag in his hand. The enthusiasm of the food inside condensed into mist and stuck to the plastic bag. The aroma of several stir-fried dishes overflowed, affecting the sense of smell of the people around him like a small hook.
Dishes cooked in restaurants outside use more seasonings and smell better than those cooked at home.
The girl's stomach growled twice and she swallowed her saliva.
But what Han Qi said made the older girl even more vigilant, and she began to protect her sister: "We are not hungry, thank you. If you want to go to our village, just find a navigation guide and follow it. Don't follow us."
She looked at Han Qi with sharp eyes.
I don’t know if this person is a human trafficker. After all, I and my sister are so old, but we must be vigilant.
She didn't dare to show her face, her mask and hat completely obscured her appearance. How could she believe that he was a good person?
This look deeply stimulated Han Qi.
Do you... look like such a bad person?
He stood up straight, took a deep breath with some embarrassment, and touched his chin.
Damn it!
Only then did he remember that he was wearing a mask.
