Chapter 83

Su Haitang went to the railway station with his bulging backpack. He set up a simple stall and shouted in a crisp voice: "melon, delicious melon, fifty cents a, not sweet, no money!"

The railway station is always one of the places with a large flow of people, even city a at this time is no exception.

Su Haitang chose to set up a stall at the railway station after consideration.

With the list of tourists accumulated in her previous life in hand, she can wait for the rabbit in the past, which is also her original intention.

It's a pity that Uncle Wang was killed on the way, which disrupted her plan and fell out with the Wang family. Su Haitang felt that his previous plan was inappropriate.

City a is so big. Those people in the upper class circle bow their heads and don't look up. They are intertwined with each other and want to give face to each other. Unfortunately, she happened to offend a group of people with a small face in city A.

Su Haitang thinks she can't play with the sperm of this group of political people with her barren double business, so she decides to take the initiative to avoid the limelight.

The railway station has a large passenger flow, and Chinese people pay attention to being rich and poor. How decent it is to buy a fresh and high-grade gift and visit relatives and friends.

Su Haitang's judgment was right. She only shouted twice, and someone heard it.

"Why do you sell melons so expensive? Do I hear you right?"

Su Haitang smilingly cut a small triangle on the melon in front of him, forked the melon meat and handed it to him to taste: "taste it first and then buy it. If it's not sweet, don't pay for it. Fifty cents a, children and old people are not deceived."

The guest picked up a piece of melon cut from the tip of the knife and tasted it. His eyes suddenly lit up!

"I'll take it! I want this in your hand and fifty cents for you."

"OK. Here are two more bags for you. Be careful not to spill the juice on your clothes."

Su Haitang quickly bagged the melon and handed it over with both hands.

Fifty cents into the account and open a good business!

Su Haitang shouted melon again, the sound was brighter and sweeter!

"Delicious melons, fifty cents a, not sweet, no money. The quantity is limited, first come, first served. Come and buy it!"

There is no shortage of spectators at any time, even in front of the hurried railway station.

"Not sweet, no money? Give me a try!"

Su Haitang looked at the fashionable young man with long hair and sunglasses. His smile faded. He cut a small piece of melon and handed it to him.

"Be careful with the knife."

The young man opened his mouth and bit directly. He startled Su Haitang and hurriedly held his hand to remind him.

The young man took down the melon, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and frowned discontentedly.

"You're too stingy. You haven't tasted much. Have another piece!"

Listening to the familiar routine, Su Haitang hid his contempt and politely refused with a smile.

"My melons have the same taste. If you don't eat them sweet, you won't be able to eat my melons. Even if you taste all the rest of my melons, you still can't taste them. My melons don't suit your appetite. You'd better go somewhere else to buy them."

There was a commotion among the spectators around, and all kinds of eyes turned to the sunglasses youth. There was no lack of ridicule and advice, saying that he was pig Bajie, ate ginseng fruit and swallowed it whole.

The young man pulled down his sunglasses, revealed his blue and purple left eye socket, and glared at Su Haitang ferociously.

"What do you mean? I'm in a hurry. I can't taste it. Why do you want another piece? I don't eat yours for nothing! Oh, so you're worried that I'll take advantage of you and don't give you money?"

The young man narrowed his beautiful right eye and showed a meaningful smile. Unfortunately, the blue and purple outline on the left destroyed his beauty.

Su Haitang restrained his smile and admitted it generously.

"I carry a few melons to sell. I still have an old grandmother to raise at home. I haven't paid off my debt to buy a house. I really can't ask you to taste more. Please forgive me."

The young man looked at her, took out five yuan and slapped it on the melon.

"I'll buy ten. Cut me melons, not those that are not sweet."